Who s going to make a txt and help me make a lyric.

[Missing You] Lyrics: Xiao Yu Quietly, walking on the street where no one is around. Silently, I came to the mouth of the alley.

Everything is so familiar and full of love and life. Before I knew it, I was in tears and remembered the years we had walked together. I miss you like a fish misses the sea.

I miss you, just like the Cowherd misses the Weaver Girl. Hi ......I miss you, and the end of the cape has never been forgotten. Quietly, walking on the street where no one is around.

Silently, I came to the mouth of the alley. Everything is so familiar and full of love and life. Before I knew it, I was in tears and remembered the years we had walked together.

I miss you like a fish misses the sea. I miss you, just like the Cowherd misses the Weaver Girl. Hi ......I miss you, and the end of the cape has never been forgotten.

I have it, I wrote it myself, I didn't scold the teacher, oh, what are you going to do?? Will you have an accompaniment?

Miss your night.

Insects chirp at nightfall.

How many days and nights of longing have been called.

I gazed silently into the night.

But in my heart, I can't suppress the call that gushes out like a spring.

I just hope that people from afar can hear the voice I miss.

You can give it back to me with that peculiar warmth.

I struggled to survive in this lonely world.

Forget who is suffering and missing.

I want happiness.

I just quietly want to know.

On the other side of the night, is he also missing me?

In my lonely world, I just want to ask if the flying bugs are willing to take me home.

It's nightfall again.

I just want to know how far the future lies, I just want to know how much courage I still have to prove my strength.

I just want to get back into your arms as soon as possible.

I don't want to live alone in the city anymore.

I don't want to be alone at night anymore.

Don't want to miss anymore is an endless song.

The hustle and bustle of people coming and going in the downtown area.

In a strange world.

Is there anyone like the night in the village, kissing me and hugging me?

The warmth that was once available to bare hands.

Now it has become a bottomless extravagance.

Who wants who wants to do.

I don't love the hustle and bustle of the city.

I only love the beauty and kindness of the silence in my hometown.

I will always believe it.

All thoughts will eventually turn into a beautiful rainbow.

With how many days and nights I have been missing.

Converge into the endless rainbow bridge and fall on the end of my thoughts.

Warm bed in my house.

Is it already waiting for me.

Do you use my residual breath to replace the red dust of the city?

The road to departure has begun.

I smelled the birds, the flowers.

I saw the cup full of water.

I saw the joy of cooking on my parents' faces.