When the heat can not be removed
Cicada can also be unbridled crisp
Cricket in the barren grass is also dreaming of summer
And people in cars and cars in like thunder
Can't imagine how to sing leisurely
On the side of the road like me. Pick up the bottle and put it down
I don't care if the bayberry is red
No one cares if you want to date arbutus
The floor is moldy. The walls are moldy.
The people in it are moldy.
Wipe around
I'm that moldy rag
How can it get moldy
The rag brightened the room
The moment they fall into the trash can
He finally pulled himself out of the water
Sun dry and sun dry
Give yourself a heart to follow the crowd
Give yourself two feet to say you can walk