Ask Jiang Xueer for the lyrics of the vacant space, and ask Jiang Xueer for the lyrics of How Many

No praise, no objection.

Not to be ashamed.

The intriguing ones stop at the beginning of the ambiguity.

You shed tears, and I accompany you.

Listen to a piece of sadness.

It is said that the most effective way to break the mouth is to have no heart and lungs.

Can experience having a drink.

Enough to choke and comfort.

The person who is regarded as the person to confide in wants to get drunk more.

Who is in charge?

Try to be fearless as well.

Filled with bitter water of grievances, pretending to be merciful.

It's better to simply self-anesthetize.

Time cannot be reversed.

Wrong and right The more you chase it, the more sad it becomes.

The more you give up halfway.

Leave the silence relatively.

Always love faded, scattered, changed.

Leave an empty seat.

People are one kind of people.

It's hard to say whether it's worthy or not.

It will also be replaced and faded.

Love can't find an empty seat.

Said with the encounter.

Take the years as a cushion.

In short, happy is actually life.

It's all about consumption.

Habitual thinking is submerged.

The timing is right.

It's nondescript to be a nobody.

Find an empty seat.

There is a beginning, and there is no end.

You can also face it calmly.

Can experience having a drink.

Enough to choke and comfort.

The person who is regarded as the person to confide in wants to get drunk more.

Who is in charge?

Try to be fearless as well.

Filled with bitter water of grievances, pretending to be merciful.

It's better to simply self-anesthetize.

Time cannot be reversed.

Wrong and right The more you chase it, the more sad it becomes.

The more you give up halfway.

Leave the silence relatively.

Always love faded, scattered, changed.

Leave an empty seat.

People are one kind of people.

It's hard to say whether it's worthy or not.

It will also be replaced and faded.

Love can't find an empty seat.

Say with the encounter, take the years.

Be a cushion back. In short, happy is actually life.

It's all about consumption.

Habitual thinking is submerged.

The timing is right.

It's nondescript to be a nobody.

Find an empty seat.

There is a beginning, and there is no end.

You can also face it calmly.

Find an empty seat.

Find an empty seat.

Find an empty seat.

Find an empty seat.

Vacant seat - Jiang Xue'er.

Lyrics: Liu Fengyao.

Music: Liu Fengyao.

Produced by: Liu Fengyao.

Arranger: Liu Fengyao.

Guitar: Juno Heo @finn MusicBass: Juno Heo @finn Music Recording: Zhang Mingdong.

Mixing Engineer:Jiang Ta @finn Music Mastering:Jiang Ta @finn Music Production Studio:

Finn Music Executive Producer: Jiang Xueer OP SP : Qingfeng**Cheerful Music may not be covered or used without authorization).

No praise, no objection.

Not to be ashamed.

The intriguing ones stop at the beginning of the ambiguity.

You shed tears, and I accompany you.

Listen to a piece of sadness.

It is said that the most effective way to break the mouth is to have no heart and lungs.

Can experience having a drink.

Enough to choke and comfort.

The person who is regarded as the person to confide in wants to get drunk more.

Who is in charge?

Try to be fearless as well.

Filled with bitter water of grievances, pretending to be merciful.

It's better to simply self-anesthetize.

Time cannot be reversed.

Wrong and right The more you chase it, the more sad it becomes.

The more you give up halfway.

Leave the silence relatively.

Always love faded, scattered, changed.

Leave an empty seat.

People are one kind of people.

It's hard to say whether it's worthy or not.

It will also be replaced and faded.

Love can't find an empty seat.

Said with the encounter.

Take the years as a cushion.

In short, happy is actually life.

It's all about consumption.

Habitual thinking is submerged.

The timing is right.

It's nondescript to be a nobody.

Find an empty seat.

There is a beginning, and there is no end.

You can also face it calmly.

Can experience having a drink.

Enough to choke and comfort.

The person who is regarded as the person to confide in wants to get drunk more.

Who is in charge?

Try to be fearless as well.

Filled with bitter water of grievances, pretending to be merciful.

It's better to simply self-anesthetize.

Time cannot be reversed.

Wrong and right The more you chase it, the more sad it becomes.

The more you give up halfway.

Leave the silence relatively.

Always love faded, scattered, changed.

Leave an empty seat.

People are one kind of people.

It's hard to say whether it's worthy or not.

It will also be replaced and faded.

Love can't find an empty seat.

Say with the encounter, take the years.

Be a cushion back. In short, happy is actually life.

It's all about consumption.

Habitual thinking is submerged.

The timing is right.

It's nondescript to be a nobody.

Find an empty seat.

There is a beginning, and there is no end.

You can also face it calmly.

Find an empty seat.

Find an empty seat.

Find an empty seat.

Find an empty seat.

Yellow leaves blown by the wind.

Bury my love.

Is it in your heart.

I was sentenced to death.

I don't know how many tears I used.

to make you believe.

The person I love the most is you.

If the sky will be clear.

Awakened my love.

Never forget.

Our Covenant.

I don't know how many tears I used.

to make you believe.

The person I love the most is you.

You and I stood in the rain that day.

I was crying alone.

I wanted to hold you, but you left.

Letting go is not the end.

You and I stood in the rain that day.

Heartache and can't breathe.

I don't regret having loved you.

Just let it all become a memory.

If the sky will be clear.

Awakened my love.

Never forget.

Our Covenant.

I don't know how many tears I used.

to make you believe.

The person I love the most is you.

You and I stood in the rain that day.

I was crying alone.

I wanted to hold you, but you left.

Letting go is not the end.

You and I stood in the rain that day.

Heartache and can't breathe.

I don't regret having loved you.

Just let it all become a memory.

You and I stood in the rain that day.

I was crying alone.

I wanted to hold you, but you left.

Letting go is not the end.

You and I stood in the rain that day.

Heartache and can't breathe.

I don't regret having loved you.

Just let it all become a memory.

"Who cares about the tears I left" will be Cher's.

The years rush like a gust of wind.

How many stories leave moving.

Who can have no regrets, who can have no tears.

A cycle of love and hate.

Who has heartache when they are together and separated.

How much helplessness is hidden in my heart.

Flowers bloom in spring and go to autumn.

I'm afraid I can't wait for your love.

It's snowflake season again.

Who can see the tears in my heart.

I can't smell the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Maybe it's withered.

Who cares about the tears I leave behind.

If love is going to break hearts.

My heart has slowly turned to snow.

Fall into this world.

Song Title: Who cares about the tears I left behind.

Singer: Jiang Xueer.

**: Who cares about the tears I leave - Jiang Xueer.

Lyrics: Jiang Xueer.

Composer: Jiang Xue'er.

The years rush like a gust of wind.

How many stories leave moving.

Who can have no regrets, who can have no tears.

A cycle of love and hate.

Who has heartache when they are together and separated.

How much helplessness is hidden in my heart.

Flowers bloom in spring and go to autumn.

I'm afraid I can't wait for your love.

It's snowflake season again.

Who can see the tears in my heart.

I can't smell the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Maybe it's withered.

Who cares about the tears I leave behind.

If love is going to break hearts.

My heart has slowly turned to snow.

Fall into this world.

The years rush like a gust of wind.

How many stories leave moving.

Who can have no regrets, who can have no tears.

A cycle of love and hate.

Who has heartache when they are together and separated.

How much helplessness is hidden in my heart.

Flowers bloom in spring and go to autumn.

I'm afraid I can't wait for your love.

It's snowflake season again.

Who can see the tears in my heart.

I can't smell the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Maybe it's withered.

Who cares about the tears I leave behind.

If love is going to break hearts.

My heart has slowly turned to snow.

Fall into this world.

It's snowflake season again.

Who can see the tears in my heart.

I can't smell the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Maybe it's withered.

Who cares about the tears I leave behind.

If love is going to break hearts.

My heart has slowly turned to snow.

Fall into this world.

My heart has slowly turned to snow.

Fall into this world.

Song: "Don't Ask About the Return Date".

Singing: Jiang Xueer.

Lyrics: Liu Tao Jin Lin.

Composer: Liu Tao.

The thorn hidden in the heart is not in vain.

And so silent sometimes, and finally because of your presumptuousness.

Thick ink is difficult to touch the heart, how to send lovesickness on a cold night.

There is a time for silence, and there is a time for thought.

Who knows goodbye to lovesickness, don't ask the end of the world.

Don't ask about the return date, why no one understands.

When the love is broken, the cold and warm know themselves.

Who knows goodbye to lovesickness, don't ask the end of the world.

How can no one understand, my mind.

A thorn hidden in the heart. It's not in vain.

Silence sometimes, and finally because you are presumptuous.

Thick ink is difficult to touch the heart, how to send lovesickness on a cold night.

There is a time for silence, and there is a time for thought.

Who knows goodbye to lovesickness, don't ask the end of the world.

How can no one understand, when the love is broken.

Who knows goodbye to lovesickness, don't ask the end of the world.

How can no one understand, my mind.

Who knows goodbye to lovesickness, don't ask the end of the world.

How can no one understand, when the love is broken.

Who knows goodbye to lovesickness, don't ask the end of the world.

How can no one understand, my mind.

Don't ask about the return date.

Singing: Jiang Xueer.

Lyrics: Liu Tao Sumire.

Music: Liu Tao.

Arranger: Tan Kankan.

Guitar: Tan Kankan.

Keyboards: Tan Kankan.

Recording Studio: Recording Engineer: Wu Jiamin, Liu Tao, Hou Chunyang, Mixing Engineer:

Hou ChunyangMastering Engineer: Hou Chunyang Backing Vocals: Liu Tao Jin Tian Zhang Ziwei Produced by:

Liu Tao ProducerExecutive Producer: Tao Shi Producer: Qingfeng**.

Lyrics: The thorn hidden in the heart is not in vain.

Silence sometimes ends up because you are presumptuous, and it is difficult to get into your heart.

How to send lovesickness on a cold night, silence and thought.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand the relationship when they know it, they know the warmth and coldness.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand my mind, and hide the thorn in my heart.

The same is true of the search in vain, and the silence sometimes ends up because you are presumptuous.

Thick ink is difficult to touch the heart, how to send lovesickness on a cold night.

Silence sometimes thinks about it, who knows goodbye to lovesickness and illness do not ask the end of the world.

Don't ask about the return date, how can no one understand the time of the relationship.

Cold and warm self-knowing, who knows not to be lovesick and sick, don't ask the end of the world.

Don't ask when I will return, why no one understands my mind.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand the relationship when they know it, they know the warmth and coldness.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand, my mind.

Don't ask about the return date.

Singing: Jiang Xueer.

Lyrics: Liu Tao Jin Lin.

Composer: Liu Tao.

Arranger: Tan Kankan.

Guitar: Tan Kankan.

Keyboard: Tan Kankan.

Producer: Tao Shi.

The thorn hidden in the heart is not in vain.

Silence sometimes, and finally because you are presumptuous.

Thick ink is difficult to touch the heart, how to send lovesickness on a cold night.

There is a time for silence, and there is a time for thought.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand the relationship when they know it, they know the warmth and coldness.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand, my mind.

The thorn hidden in the heart is not in vain.

Silence sometimes, and finally because you are presumptuous.

Thick ink is difficult to touch the heart, how to send lovesickness on a cold night.

There is a time for silence, and there is a time for thought.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand the relationship when they know it, they know the warmth and coldness.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand, my mind.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand the relationship when they know it, they know the warmth and coldness.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand, my mind.

A thorn hidden in the heart.

The same is true of the search in vain.

Silence sometimes, and finally because you are presumptuous.

It's hard to get on your mind.

How to send lovesickness on a cold night.

There is a time for silence, and there is a time for thought.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand the relationship when they know it, they know the warmth and coldness.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

Don't ask about the return date - Jiang Xueer.

Guitar: Tan Kankan.

Keyboards: Tan Kankan.

Recording Studio: Recording Engineer: Wu Jiamin, Liu Tao, Hou Chunyang, Mixing Engineer:

Hou Chunyang's mastering post-mixing engineer: Hou Chunyang's backing vocals: Liu Tao & Jin Tian & Zhang Ziwei hidden a thorn in the heart.

The same is true of the search in vain.

Silence sometimes, and finally because you are presumptuous.

It's hard to get on your mind.

How to send lovesickness on a cold night.

There is a time for silence, and there is a time for thought.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand the relationship when they know it, they know the warmth and coldness.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand, my mind.

A thorn hidden in the heart.

The same is true of the search in vain.

Silence sometimes, and finally because you are presumptuous.

It's hard to get on your mind.

How to send lovesickness on a cold night.

There is a time for silence, and there is a time for thought.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand the relationship when they know it, they know the warmth and coldness.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand, my mind.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand the relationship when they know it, they know the warmth and coldness.

Who knows not to be lovesick and become sick, don't ask the end of the world, and don't ask about the return date.

How can no one understand, my mind.