Ask for a little song on the evil lrc lyrics

Evil. Copywriting

A.D. 2012.

The archaeology of Xi'an, Shaanxi Province found another tomb.

Judging by the epitaph, he was a general.

Buried in a tomb with a woman of the clan.

The main burial chamber houses the coffin of the double burial.

However, there was only one male skeleton in the coffin.

Unexpectedly. The epitaph shows the title and annals of the women of the clan.

The record of a contemporaneous princess has the same title.

Somehow at the moment.

Singing: Little song.

Lyrics: Hate to get drunk.

Composer: Little Song.

Arranger: Airs, Gray Plains.

Mixing: MR fish.

**: The song is all over the world.

Lyrics: The other side of the flowers.

Your wedding dress has burned the end of the world like fire.

Since then, the remnant sun has burned my heart like cinnabar.

It is said that the peach blossoms in your eyes are full of peach blossoms.

But how to rain peach blossoms overnight.

Ask anyone who can lend me a glance back.

Go against the current and go back to the distant years.

Follow the evil that you whispered for me.

I'll see you again.

In those old years, I laughed at you for agreeing lightly.

It is you who have spent your whole life chanting about evil.

And I turn around and take you lightly like a flower.

That year's Chang'an was full of flowers.

I heard the spring breeze crying blood outside.

Sniff lightly, the blood in the wind is as strong as wine.

The sound of war in his ears swallowed the wilderness.

The geese that flew back in the firelight also whimpered.

How far the cry went.

I won't really hear that song you recited again.

What is the enemy is like a flowing year.

Jiangshan has already said goodbye to you and me.

So you carved your name into the annals.

For me, I will engrave you in front of my grave.

Flying flowers are scattered again in this season.

And your wedding dress is more gorgeous than flying flowers.

You open your lips as if you want to sing all over the evil.

But it said: "I am willing to be with the king".

( 3 ) The documents you want have been sent to the mailbox, please check the mailbox in time.

If you don't receive it, check the trash!

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Your wedding dress burned the end of the world like fire, and since then the remnant sun has burned my heart like cinnabar.

It is said that the peach blossoms in your eyes are full of peach blossoms, but how the peach blossoms rain overnight.

Ask who can borrow me to look back, go against the current to go back to the distant years, follow the "Evil Spirit" you sang for me, and see you again.

In those old years, I laughed at you for agreeing lightly.

It was you who spent your whole life chanting "The Evil", and I turned around and took you lightly like a flower.

That year, Chang'an was full of flowers, and I heard the spring breeze crying blood outside the Saiwai.

Sniffing the blood in the wind is as strong as wine, the sound of soldiers in the ears swallows the wilderness, and the geese that fly back in the firelight also whimper, and the cry is far away.

The song "Evil Spirit" you sang, I can't really listen to it anymore.

The enemy is like a flowing year, and the country has already said goodbye to you and me.

So you engraved your name in the annals, and I engraved you in front of my grave.

Flying flowers are scattered in this season, and your wedding dress is more gorgeous than flying flowers, and you seem to be singing "The Evil Spirit" again when you open your lips, but what you say: "I am willing to be with you." ”

Note: Upper Evil": Upper Evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There are no tombs in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the thunder and earthquakes in winter, the rain and snow in summer, the heaven and the earth are combined, and you dare to be with you!

Your wedding dress has burned the end of the world like fire.

Since then, the remnant sun has burned my heart like cinnabar.

It is said that the peach blossoms in your eyes are full of peach blossoms.

But how to rain peach blossoms overnight.

Ask anyone who can lend me a glance back.

Go against the current and go back to the distant years.

Follow the evil that you whispered for me.

I'll see you again.

In that old year that is far away.

I laugh at you for agreeing to a marriage.

It is you who have spent your whole life chanting about evil.

And I turn around and take you lightly like a flower.

That year's Chang'an was full of flowers.

I heard the spring breeze crying blood outside.

Sniff lightly, the blood in the wind is as strong as wine.

The sound of war in his ears swallowed the wilderness.

The geese that flew back in the firelight also whimpered.

How far the cry went.

The one you recite is evil.

I never heard it again.

What is the enemy is like a flowing year.

Jiangshan has already said goodbye to you and me.

So you carved your name into the annals.

For me, I will engrave you in front of my grave.

Flying flowers are scattered again in this season.

And your wedding dress is more gorgeous than flying flowers.

You open your lips as if you want to sing all over the evil.

But it said: "I am willing to be with the king".

Song Title: The Evil One.

Singer: Xiao Qu'er.

Lyrics: Hate to get drunk.

Composition: Little Song.

Your wedding dress burned the world like fire, and since then, the remnant sun has burned my heart like cinnabar, saying that the peach blossoms in your eyes are pouring into the world, but how the peach blossoms rain overnight.

Ask who can borrow me to look back and go against the current to look back on the passing years.

Follow the evil you sang for me, and I will see you again.

In those old years, I laughed at you for agreeing lightly.

It was you who spent your whole life chanting about evil, and I turned around and took you lightly The Chang'an of that year was full of flowers, and I heard the spring breeze crying blood outside the plug.

Sniffing the blood in the wind is as strong as wine, and the sound of soldiers in his ears swallows the wilderness.

The geese that flew back in the firelight also whimpered, and the cry was heard far away.

The song "Evil Spirit" you sang, I can't really listen to it anymore.

The enemy is like a flowing year, the country has already said goodbye to you, so you engraved your name into the history paper, and I engraved you in front of my grave.

Flying flowers are scattered in this season, and your wedding dress is more gorgeous than flying flowers, and you seem to be singing "The Evil Spirit" again when you open your lips, but what you say: "I am willing to be with you."

Your wedding dress has burned the end of the world like fire.

Since then, the remnant sun has burned my heart like cinnabar.

It is said that the peach blossoms in your eyes are full of peach blossoms.

But how to rain peach blossoms overnight.

Ask anyone who can lend me a glance back.

Go against the current and go back to the distant years.

Follow the evil that you whispered for me.

I'll see you again.

In that old year that is far away.

I laugh at you for agreeing to a marriage.

It is you who have spent your whole life chanting about evil.

And I turn around and take you lightly like a flower.

That year's Chang'an was full of flowers.

I heard the spring breeze crying blood outside.

Sniff lightly, the blood in the wind is as strong as wine.

The sound of war in his ears swallowed the wilderness.

The geese that flew back in the firelight also whimpered.

How far the cry went.

The one you recite is evil.

I never heard it again.

What is the enemy is like a flowing year.

Jiangshan has already said goodbye to you and me.

So you carved your name into the annals.

For me, I will engrave you in front of my grave.

Flying flowers are scattered again in this season.

And your wedding dress is more gorgeous than flying flowers.

You open your lips as if you want to sing all over the evil.

But it said: "I am willing to be with the king".

Is it an evil spirit, I want to know you?