The mountain wind can t blow away the lyrics, and the wind can t blow away my thoughts about you

Updated on amusement 2024-03-19
3 answers
  1. Anonymous users2024-02-07

    The wind can't blow away my thoughts of youThe wind blows away the past.

    Blow away. I miss you.

    Zhaohu: The rain took away the summer.

    Can't take it away. I love your heart.

    Sunshine holds hands with dawn.

    I'm on the keyboard.

    Play. A string of heart-to-heart words.

    How. Without your message.

    Since it is said to meet.

    It's a reunion after a long absence.

    How can you stop it?

    Don't care about my words.

    Why not take advantage of the good times.

    We. Travel together.

    Hope on every journey.

    There is a shadow of you.

    Go and see the scenery. It's better to say that the friend bend is to see you.

    It's just that. Backed up on your computer.

    Can't. It's your real name.

    You sent it**.

    I have. Secretly treasured.

    Then, say it in the bottom of your heart.

    Love you, love you.

    Allow me. Love you silently.

  2. Anonymous users2024-02-06

    Song Title: The Season of the Wind.

    Foreign name: windy season

    Affiliation**: "New Songs and Selections" (Cantonese) "Eternal Star" (National) Song Original Singer: Xu Xiaofeng, Zhen Xiuzhen, Qian Beini.

    Fill in the word: Tang Zhengchuan.

    Composition: Li Yasang.

    **Style: Popular.

    Company: Xinli Records (Guangdong) Tony Records (China).

    The evening breeze gently blew through and fluttered my clothes.

    Summer is gone.

    The rush of time makes me feel sad.

    Reminiscing about the beautiful old days.

    A gust of wind blew gently into my heart.

    That's how you came into my heart.

    How much care to pay step by step in the recall.

    The wind told me I needed to be strong.

    Blow, blow, let the wind blow.

    Dry the tears that glistened in your eyes.

    Blow, blow, let the wind blow.

    Sad who you are in the wind.

    The evening breeze gently blew through and fluttered my clothes.

    Summer is gone.

    The rush of time makes me feel sad.

    Reminiscing about the beautiful old days.

    A gust of wind blew gently into my heart.

    That's how you came into my heart.

    How much care to pay step by step in the recall.

    The wind told me I needed to be strong.

    Blow, blow, let the wind blow.

    Dry the tears that glistened in your eyes.

    Blow, blow, let the wind blow.

    Sad who you are in the wind.

    Blow, blow, let the wind blow.

    Dry the tears that glistened in your eyes.

    Blow, blow, let the wind blow.

    Sad who you are in the wind.

  3. Anonymous users2024-02-05

    Shen Shiai - Love is lonelier than fireworks.

    A merciless wind blows through the desert of fools.

    You can't take away the fireworks that play tricks.

    The wind blows the loneliness of longing.

    The heart stabbed like a steel needle.

    Faded hearts dyed purple promises.

    Dotted with clouds that care about you.

    The autumn wind can't exhaust the fireworks of March.

    Loneliness burns like fire.

    He once said to me to love me forever.

    In the end, the wounded heart was blown by the wind.

    Those who love each other choose liberation.

    There are more and more nights of missing.

    Is love more lonely than fireworks?

    A merciless wind blows through the desert of fools.

    You can't take away the fireworks that play tricks.

    The wind blows the loneliness of longing.

    The heart stabbed like a steel needle.

    Faded hearts dyed purple promises.

    Dotted with clouds that care about you.

    The autumn wind can't exhaust the fireworks of March.

    Loneliness burns like fire.

    He once said to me to love me forever.

    In the end, the wounded heart was blown by the wind.

    Those who love each other choose liberation.

    There are more and more nights of missing.

    Is love more lonely than fireworks?

    He once said to me to love me forever.

    In the end, the wounded heart was blown by the wind.

    Those who love each other choose liberation.

    There are more and more nights of missing.

    Is love more lonely than fireworks?

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