You said "I don't want to sleep with you!",
But he fell asleep in my room without any defense,
Snoring loudly;
You say "Don't spend money on roses!",
But I was moved to tears and confessed my love all over the city.
Throw yourself into my arms;
You took out all the seven hundred and twenty-one dollars in your pocket,
Said "I can't afford to play your rich people's games",
But you don't know,
The five-yuan clay flowerpot you use to depict fairy tales,
That's the precious thing I want to have most.
Chen Yuan, give you one month, you must fall in love with me!