Those Chic and Romantic People

Those years, those years when we didn't need a house or a car The wind of those years blew through the alleys without talking about the down payment. The corners of my clothes are scented with the scent of locust flowers, and I dare to walk to the end of the world if I hold hands A few coins in your pocket can be exchanged for two popsicles Sitting on the ridge of the field, watching the clouds roll and relax, I feel that the rest of my life is boundless. The love of those years was as light as dandelion velvet There is no need to hold down the promise with the real estate certificate, and there is no need to worry about the wheel measurement. A piece of letter paper filled with crooked love words Stick it to the window, the moonlight becomes a gentle gauze Those years passed slowly like the pendulum of an old clock With simple meals, you can taste all kinds of things in the world Walking side by side on the muddy road, we wiped the mud spots on our shoes with a smile. Keeping your heart close to your heart is worth all the glitz in the world Later, neon lights filled the streets and numbers filled with worries People are holding house books and stepping on wheels, but they have lost the clouds of that year. Looking back, those times when we didn't need a house or a car It's the sand in the palm of my hand, and it's also the warmest scar in my heart. The wind is still blowing, as light as that year It's just that no matter how hard we meet, he only has each other in his eyes The purity of those years is hidden in the folds of time When touched, flowers bloom that are not stained by dust.