Who has the original version of Falling Sakura? The lyrics of Falling Cherry Blossoms ?

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Content Preview: Yu Ling and Yu Ying walk on the playground. It was empty and desolate.

Eh, Ying, look! A handsome guy with blonde hair and blue eyes! Yu Ling's eyes lit up, and he rushed up at once, and said:

Handsome guy! Hello! My name is Feather Spirit, Feather Spirit, Feather Spirit!

Beginning. When you meet for the first time, please advise! By the way, Mu Hongchun, what's your name?

No matter how Yu Ling shouted, the eyes of the "handsome guy" always fell on Yu Ying's body. He walked over slowly, hugged Yu Ying, and said, "Ying, it's so hard for me to find land!"

Come, go back with my brother! ”

Get lost. Yu Ying said a word mercilessly and pushed him away.

He looked at the different Yuying in front of him in confusion, her. When did you become so apathetic? "Ying, do you remember me? I'm my brother! I'm Ze! No matter how Ze shouted, all he got was Yu Ying's words: "Neurotic." ”

Ze saw that Yuying couldn't remember herself anymore, so he said in disappointment: "I'm sorry, Miss, I recognized the wrong person." It's rude. I'm Ze of the Heavenly Realm, and I hope to be a friend with you. You. What's your name? ”

Celestial Realm - Yuying. Yu Ying said coldly, this time, she almost froze Yu Ling to death.

What a thing! Don't. Ying, you don't secretly have a boyfriend, do you? Yu Linggang finished speaking......If you have a problem, don't come back to me.

I sent a private message, and if I don't understand, ask me again.

Content Preview: Under the Falling Cherry Blossoms.

Sequence. Update Time:2008-2-15 17:18:00 Word Count:534

The memory of my place will always stay behind the smile. Those pale memories of the past always lurk somewhere, constantly tormenting my exhausted will, like punishment.

It seems to have been a month or two since I set foot in this country. The cherry blossoms dancing in the garden are always interspersed with my memories, and when I look back at the world I used to live in, I suddenly feel that everything is very small.

Magic, I've thought more than once that it's dispensable. At least in the world I was born into, it was just a tool for convenience. I never thought that one day after that, it would turn into a murderous and self-defense **.

I felt that people's understanding could be so shallow.

I don't have any friends in this world. The only person who can care and understand me is Heng.

Speaking of Heng, I don't know how to describe him. It would be ridiculous to say that he was a patchwork of the two most important men in my life. I shouldn't have looked for their long-vanished figures from him, I knew that he was him.

In the streamer that will never return, I have staged eighteen years of joys and sorrows. The warmth of love and pain still flows in my veins. It's like a little afterglow over the city, sometimes painful, sometimes warm. It's just that everything is no longer what it used to be.

Sometimes, the wind would make my mind very messy, and the parting images of life and death flashed through my mind like movie clips, lingering in a hundred turns. I began to reminisce melancholy about the past that I thought I could forget, it was two years ago, a memory of love and pain that lingered in the depths of my soul.

Drifting bottles. Update Time:2008-2-16 18:48:00 Word Count:1808

I have always believed that I am a happy person. Although the moment of self-birth ......

After confirmation.

I sent a private message, and if I don't understand, ask me again.

I sent a private message, and if I don't understand, ask me again.

Content Preview: Red|Sleeve|Words |Love|Small|Say.

It's a rainy day! The rain wasn't heavy, it just fell diagonally without a sound. Originally, this rain was supposed to make people feel calm, but for some reason, today it will only make people feel dull and depressing!

At this moment, in a dilapidated street, a girl was walking quietly, she did not hold an umbrella, let the rain wet her long hair, and then merged into strands, and finally dripped onto the washed white coat. However, the girl didn't care, just walked quietly forward, as if all this had nothing to do with her!

Slowly, the female dust child gradually slowed down, and slowly raised her head to look at the house in front of her. In fact, it can't be called a house at all, it's just a few pieces of broken wooden planks picked up in the waste heap and simply put together, and then countless flattened cardboard boards are piled up on top of the planks, and finally several layers of straw are spread on top of the cardboard, so that the so-called "house" can be moved into.

Alas! The girl sighed lowly, then walked slowly towards the house.

When the girl approached the house, she heard a low sob: "Why? ......Brother Feng, why did you leave me ,......Why....... This voice ......

I think it's all you need.