Ask for Luo Tian Yiyan and Two Way Thoughts lyrics

Under the night sky, the stars are hidden.

The petals are like tears, and the tears are like rain.

Thinking of you, the smile is flawless.

Instant dissipation. Even if it's a beautiful flower.

Collected in the box, it also scattered its brilliance.

All that remains in the world is dark incense.

Flowers flying in the snow.

Quiet and serene. Sadness is cold, tenderness is uneasy, dreams are so false.

Hidden in the corner of the flowers.

Ethereal thoughts.

Disappeared, she put on a flower marriage.

Go home and bloom quietly on the cliff.

Tick Tick What's ringing.

The evening breeze, the home on the other side.

How to get there. The snow melts, and the moon shadow is sassy.

Earth Remover is draped in silver veil.

The whole world is telling of the death.

Joys and sorrows are common.

Learn to forget. The sadness is flat, the smile is natural, but it is her in the dream.

The man who was guarding the window promised.

Ethereal thoughts.

Disappeared, she put on a flower marriage.

Flowers flying in the snow at home.

Quiet and serene. Sadness is cold, tenderness is uneasy, dreams are so false.

Hidden in the corner of the flowers.

Ethereal thoughts.

Disappeared, she put on a flower marriage.

Coming home, the drizzle was drizzling, and there was a splash.

Your smile. Instant dissipation.

"The Thoughts of Flowers" Chinese lyrics.

Ah, Nata to the plucking of the hair, and Sael will weep.

Ah, wash him, Kami loves to make trouble, the door is piercing, and the card is changed.

Seci is going to make trouble with Naka.

Cry in the morning, Hana Washzi Kami.

Kanaxi pants are stupid, yes sa pants are stupid, there are good rice stupid.

Auntie came to that one Hana good one Saota to buy.

Rely on making a fuss to make an effort, and you want Miga to be stupid.

Ah, make trouble, Misa, a tower, Hana, a tower, make a tower.

If you want to be sprinkled and weeping, you will be washed in the dark.

There is a ki tower, he washes that trouble, how to open it, Katala lala, washes dumb.

Kana wash to make trouble with Naka.

Sachi will cry black by washing the second cami.

Sezina cried and cried when he washed it, and bought good rice.

Ha a sa come that a ha a good sa buy and he buys again.

Rely on making a guri to ask for a sack of rice gao.

Cry in the morning, Hana Washzi Kami.

Kanaxi pants are stupid, I am washing and crying, and I have bought good rice.

Ha a sa come that a ha a good sa buy and he buys again.

Rely on making a guri to ask for a sack of rice gao.

It's going to be early, Miza a tower, Hana mana, a tower of Misa.

How many years can I go back to ancient times, and I can get a glimpse of this page of mountains and seas.

The splendid Sichuan Ze contains thousands of spirits and monsters, and it is paved into a magnificent picture.

Whether the destiny is destined to be difficult in this life, looking for the road ahead winds far away.

But I was fortunate to have one side by side and enjoy the light and moon together.

Looking at the sky, the stargazing chess cloth is arranged.

Secretly peep at the number of fate, and wait for the cause and effect flowers to bloom.

The number of incantations is to pray for whom.

Make a covenant for a lifetime.

Who sits alone in the abyss, looking at the boundary of mountains and seas.

When there is a dragon in the road, soaring in the nine heavens.

Blood obsession, deep love word love.

But he was afraid of the destiny of heaven and did not dare to speak.

When time is submerged by the torrent, the truth is covered with frost and snow, and the poor life may only find an obscure proverb, but the wind and rain along the way burn each other's hearts, and go to a no-regret fulfillment together.

How many years can I go back to ancient times, and I can get a glimpse of this page of mountains and seas.

The splendid Sichuan Ze contains thousands of spirits and monsters, and it is paved into a magnificent picture.

Whether the destiny is destined to be difficult in this life, looking for the road ahead winds far away.

But I was fortunate to have one side by side and enjoy the light and moon together.

Looking at the sky, the stargazing chess cloth is arranged.

Whoever peeps at the number of fate, waits for the cause and effect flowers to bloom.

I put down the pen, and the ink halo formed a circle, and it lived up to the wind and moon.

And engrave the annual rings, how can the long-term love be limited?

On the poor and blue, to the Yellow Spring.

It is difficult to know the difference.

Love and hate it, let it go.

When time is submerged by the torrent and the truth is covered with frost and snow, I will write this anecdote into the yellowed book, and I hope that I will be fortunate enough to be circulated by future generations, and I will enjoy a piece of paper with you.

Is this what you want?

Sorry, only hand-hitting. Hope.

Luo: The lonely city sleeps the geese, and the red maple dyes the mountain.

Words: Affection has faded, and now there are no words.

Luo: Under the Shannan Tower, the evening bell frightens the crow.

Words: (It's late and the tired birds return).

Luo: The clouds are cold, and the clouds are bleak.

Words: (Who's sighing for a song).

Together: the string is missing, and the tears are falling between the smoke and rain.

Words: Ink will turn wishes.

Luo: (Writing a few short sentences in Xuan).

Words: Sentence by sentence, the heart is sad.

Luo: (Starts out of proportion).

Luo: Tired of the couch on the other end.

Words: (How can you refer to it).

He: How can ink dyed green silk be regarded as hating books.

Luo: Tears are full of clothes, sighing for three thousand weak waters, making people tired.

Words: (looking through and resenting).

Luo: Cut constantly.

He: The sorrow is still messy.

Words: Amazing like a dream, drunk and empty.

Luo: Infatuated and obsessed.

Words: The mountains and forests are foggy at night, and the birds fly high.

Luo: (Hidden Traces, Hate Burial Graves).

Words: Red bean seeds are undercurrent.

Luo: (Affection and righteousness, he will meet again).

Luo: The clouds are gone.

He: The wind is gone.

Words: Alone end the wish.

Luo: (Jin Tsuru's sentence is short and tactful).

Words: The moon is full and the maple dyes the sky.

Luo: (Cooking wine for a moment, slightly warmer).

Words: Looking at the top of the mountain from afar.

Luo: (Late autumn in the mountains).

He: How to count the bean knot and green branches, crying and blood shallow.

Luo: Tired and full of branches, leaving eroded bones and lovesickness, it is difficult to break.

Words: (Hate is not broken).

Luo: I hope his dream will come true.

Words: I hope he will continue his wishes in life.

END) According to the lyrics of the Yixiang into the type, the lyrics book is traditional.