You wake up in the morning at the farmhouse Walk to the vegetable garden to water the plants
You price the flowers at 5 yuan All the way, the price rises to 90 yuan and then you sell at a high price
In a brightly lit place You board a small travel boat Wandering into this game called role-playing
In the place where people leave at the end of the song You light a cigarette And slowly step into the curtain
Suddenly, you really want to go back to that place
Watching the morning sun rise Watching the night sky and the stars
At this moment
There is no morality or society Only that plot of land and his vegetable garden
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In the original place
You wake up in the morning at the farmhouse
Walk to the vegetable garden to water the plants
You price the flowers at 5 yuan
All the way, the price rises to 90 yuan and then you sell at a high price
In a brightly lit place
You board a small travel boat
Wandering into this game called role-playing
In the place where people leave at the end of the song
You light a cigarette
And slowly step into the curtain
Suddenly, you really want to go back to that place
Watching the morning sun rise
Watching the night sky and the stars
At this moment
There is no morality or society
Only that plot of land and his vegetable garden