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Is it Hainan's "Love Lala"?

Too many clothes, unwashed, just went to watch TV.

If you find out now, you will definitely be angry.

It took a lot of time to keep my diary.

Maybe you think I'm very childish.

Just being close to you and it's going to be sweet.

It's as if the whole world is air that you give.

The more unreasonable you are, the more I miss you.

Could it be that I'm actually having a nerve?

You love me, you don't love me, you don't love me, who will love me.

You annoy me, you annoy me, you bother me again, you marry me.

Too many clothes, unwashed, just went to watch TV.

If you find out now, you will definitely be angry.

It took a lot of time to keep my diary.

Maybe you think I'm very childish.

Just being close to you and it's going to be sweet.

It's as if the whole world is air that you give.

The more unreasonable you are, the more I miss you.

Could it be that I'm actually having a nerve?

You love me, you don't love me, you don't love me, who will love me.

You annoy me, you annoy me, you bother me again, you marry me.

I'm going to think about you all the time, all the time.

Holding an eraser can't erase your brain.

Count your faults, your bad temper.

But you love me so much, then forgive you.

You love me, you don't love me, you don't love me, who will love me.

You annoy me, you annoy me, you bother me again, you marry me.

You love me, you don't love me, you don't love me, who will love me.

You annoy me, you annoy me, you bother me again, you marry me.

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Isn't it Aya's song: The March of the File?

Title: My heart is so cold.

Singer: Sarasara

My heart is so cold.

Lyrics: Liu Jia.

Composer: Liu Jia.

Arranger: Liu Jia.

The city is getting dark.

When love passes.

There can be a few happy ones.

No one is loving me.

No one waited for me anymore.

I don't think I'll be lonely.

The people of this city are too cold.

Too fragile as a result.

I'm the only one left alone.

One person has gone too much.

Tears kept rolling.

Who saved up love for me.

My heart is so cold.

Waiting for you to come to hurt.

And you don't understand it yet.

In the cold night rain.

I miss you so much.

Everything is only in exchange for you to take care.

My heart is so cold.

Waiting for you to come to hurt.

It's useless to hate myself.

Is there anyone like me.

So many wounds.

No one can say that the heart is like a knife.

My pain. The city is intertwined with neon.

Who passed by.

Where to go next?

No more asking why.

The sad song is still playing.

I don't think I'll be able to escape loneliness.

Song: By the Butterfly Spring.

Singer: Huang Yali **: cub.

Lyrics: Peng Qing.

Legend has it that under the peak of Dali Yunlong, there is a butterfly spring.

In the spring and early summer, butterflies of all shapes fly here to gather.

There are various explanations and magical and interesting stories about the origin of Butterfly Spring.

I saw the blooming of flowers.

There was a faint singing voice.

Bloom its brightest smile.

It will be brighter than the sun.

A spring with green water.

What a beautiful little village.

I saw faintly fluttering clouds.

Printed on the floral garment.

I sang the ballad my mother sang.

Peonies are embroidered on gold plaques.

I hummed the tune my dad had hummed.

Cattle and sheep grazing on the green grassland.

Surrounded by butterflies flapping their silver wings.

Retrace the ancient time.

O bird that sings of freedom and bravery.

Singing all the time.

Gently beating water splashes on the leaves.

Occasionally it wets the ends of my hair.

Such a wonderful little little world in the sun.

I was singing the ballad my mother was singing.

Peonies are embroidered on gold plaques.

I hummed the tune my dad had hummed.

Cattle and sheep grazing on the green grassland.

Surrounded by butterflies flapping their silver wings.

Retrace the ancient time.

O bird that sings of freedom and bravery.

Singing all the time.

Singing all the time.

I sang the ballad my mother sang.

Peonies are embroidered on gold plaques.

I hummed the tune my dad had hummed.

Cattle and sheep grazing on the green grassland.

Surrounded by butterflies flapping their silver wings.

Retrace the ancient time.

O bird that sings of freedom and bravery.

Singing all the time.

Surrounded by butterflies flapping their silver wings.

Retrace the ancient time.

O bird that sings of freedom and bravery.

Singing all the time.

Singing all the time.

Gently beating water splashes on the leaves.

Occasionally it wets the ends of my hair.

Such a wonderful little little world in the sun.

Tears were shed at this time, and the flowers bloomed ...... at that time

What you said should be to the effect of the lyrics, it seems to be Tang Lei's "Lilacs".

Lilacs: You say you love lilacs the most.

Because your name is what it is.

What a melancholy flower.

Sentimental people.

When the flowers wither.

When the picture freezes.

What a delicate flower.

But he can't hide from the wind and rain.

A life of floating, shaking, and shaking.

How many beautiful dreams have become into them.

Just like that, I came in a hurry.

Leave me to worry about for the rest of my life.

What a beauty you long for when the grave is full of flowers.

Look at the mountains and fields, do you still feel lonely?

Listen to someone singing your favorite song.

There are many troubles between cities, and there is no need to worry about them anymore.

You say you love lilacs the most.

Because your name is what it is.

What a melancholy flower.

Sentimental people.

When the flowers wither.

When the picture freezes.

What a delicate flower.

But he can't hide from the wind and rain.

A life of floating, shaking, and shaking.

How many beautiful dreams have become into them.

Just like that, I came in a hurry.

Leave me to worry about for the rest of my life.

What a beauty you long for when the grave is full of flowers.

Look at the mountains and fields, do you still feel lonely?

Listen to someone singing your favorite song.

There are many troubles between cities, and there is no need to worry about them anymore.

The lilacs are planted in the days and are full of beautiful purple flowers.

I'm here to be with her, to protect her for the rest of my life.