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Reasons to forget.

Language: Cantonese.

Affiliation**: A supporting role in the story.

How can there be raindrops on a sunny day.

The past is like smoke, and the end is biased to outline progress.

After that, this heartbeat continues to keep fresh.

After getting together, how to solve the quarrel 10,000 times, I also want to entangle again.

Sudden departure hurts.

Can you be happy if you walk alone?

Turnaround understands that I still love him.

Forget that there are a thousand reasons why it's hard for me to let go.

If you are nervous to leave, why did you break up that day.

There's an exit just a stone's throw away.

Save my ark How to relieve the sorrow of spring and autumn.

Tears flowed backwards, I couldn't open my mouth, I was fed up.

It's a sunny day, but the figure is so dim.

Singing love songs, those tears are very realistic

Celebrate a friendly birthday and create an atmosphere.

Drink happily and laugh together, my heart will sink.

Sudden departure hurts.

Can you be happy if you walk alone?

Actually, I'm scared to admit that I'm obsessed with loving him.

Forget that there are a thousand reasons why it's hard for me to let go.

If you are nervous to leave, why did you break up that day.

There's an exit just a stone's throw away.

Save my ark How to relieve the sorrow of spring and autumn.

Tears flowed backwards, I couldn't open my mouth, I was fed up.

I don't need a reason to forget, why am I making excuses?

Smile, I would like to find a reason to smooth the wound over time.

After the heartache, I know the ugliness.

Love like a thief and never pay attention to my feelings.

Even though the breeze on both sleeves and the snow and frost have gradually thickened, they have been walking.

Lovelorn Front Alliance Grasshopper Band.

Grasshopper Band, "Lovelorn Front Alliance".

Grasshopper's "Lovelorn Front Alliance".

Song Title: Daddy Ploughs [3'34]

Singer name: Wang Hao.

**Name: Daddy is Ploughing"--Agricultural Divine Comedy Where Did Dad Go--"Dad is Ploughing" Lyrics and Singing: Wang Hao Mixing: Wang Hao LRC Lyrics Production:

Auspicious time rain hard sowing The joy of hoping for a good harvest Today's farmers are smiling The land of China is peaceful The hard sowing The joy of hoping for a bumper harvest Today's farmers are smiling The land of China is peaceful The rooster sings The sky is just hazy and bright Early, early We go to farm Today is a plough We have a good buddy It is the little hand that is working without ambiguity This good helper is two years older than me That is the Hongwei 12 Zhengzhou production site The oil in the fuel tank Plus the water in the water tank Fill the height of the plow The ploughshare is shiny Dad shook his hand I put the pressure relief slap sudden, struggling, soldering, sowing, sowing, smiling, smiling, the land of China is peaceful, hard sowing, the joy of hoping for a bumper harvest Today's farmers are smiling The land of China is peaceful Dad he ploughs the land I will first say how hard it is to harvest wheat The modern big machine is really energetic to drive It has reached the end of the field Don't panic Don't rush It's all done in the past I have harvested wheat before The minimum half a month Harvest and grab the yellow day I'm afraid of rainy days Looking back, at that time, it was really hard You don't know how hard it is to know how hard it is to cut wheat Bundle wheat Pull wheat Stack wheat and then cut and bundle again Pull again and then stack Stalls Mill Turning Raising Spreading Again Rolling Again Turning Over and over again Repeating five or six times There are still many that are not finished The last time is to raise the field First pick the wheat straw aside, pile the wheat into a rectangle, and start from one end to raise the field, but not everyone can do technical workForksThe broom and the wooden shovel are the three treasures of the Yangchang Yangchang has to be windy You have to look at the direction of the wind When you throw it into the air, the wooden shovel has a good angle, the wrist must be strong, the chaff and the wheat are separated, the hard sowing The joy of hope for a good harvest Today's farmers are smiling The land of China is peaceful The land of China is peaceful Then plough Suddenly and suddenly and so on The hard sowing of the seeds and the joy of hoping for a good harvest Today's farmers are smiling and the land of China is peaceful The hard sowing of seeds is the joy of hoping for a good harvest Today's farmers are smiling and the land of China is peaceful.

Every memory is like a thorn Stroke by stroke piled up into one word is a lyric from "Piercing Heart", this song is made ofBig StrongSung.

"Piercing Heart" words: Cui Shu.

Song: Cui Shu. Arranger: Hong Chuan.

Producer: Choi Shu Hongchuan.

Lyrics

The pain doesn't have to be endured.

Tears are the most moving.

Forced a smile to hide the tears I remained.

How deep the expectations are.

The disappointment can be as deep as it gets.

Reality is always too cruel.

Dreams are no longer simple.

It's always chaotic.

Who can see the so-called lover's heart?

Ask myself, I've never failed anyone.

In fact, men also want to love safely.

I want to love only one person for the rest of my life.

There was only one needle left in my heart.

But the worldly gathering and dispersing.

Always provoking my stubborn soul.

Every memory is like a thorn.

Stroke by stroke piles into one word.

What a deep scar.

What a beautiful pattern.

It's going to come at any time, and it's a dull ache.

Every memory is like a thorn.

Little by little, piled up into one word.

Seeing it as love with the left eye.

Look at it with your right eye as hatred.

It's a pity that my feelings are never complete.

I want to love only one person for the rest of my life.

There was only one needle left in my heart.

But the worldly gathering and dispersing.

Always provoking my stubborn soul.

Every memory is like a thorn.

Stroke by stroke piles into one word.

What a deep scar.

What a beautiful pattern.

It's going to come at any time, and it's a dull ache.

Every memory is like a thorn.

Little by little, piled up into one word.

Seeing it as love with the left eye.

Look at it with your right eye as hatred.

It's a pity that my feelings are never complete.

Every memory is like a thorn.

Stroke by stroke piles into one word.

What a deep scar.

What a beautiful pattern.

It's going to come at any time, and it's a dull ache.

Every memory is like a thorn.

Little by little, piled up into one word.

Seeing it as love with the left eye.

Look at it with your right eye as hatred.

It's a pity that my feelings are never complete.

What a deep scar.

What a beautiful pattern.

It's a pity that my feelings are never complete.