There are cheers in the lyrics, please pinch it

Landlord, do you listen to this song: "To Hug" Wang Rong.

don't stop and keep dancing, the charm is not enough, lean next to it, put on a black eye patch, and the pressure is all gone (i feel so lonely no no no no no way!) Seeing you appear, I feel like my whole body is overpowered, and you look at me, as if I was destined to be yours (I feel so happy, oh, oh, crazy!).Hello baby to hug courage to hug how sweet to hug ahhh

done! done!Please give me a minute and you'll be my super boy done!

done! done!Don't turn off the microphone, I'll let you know I'm the most beautiful done!

done! done!Just give me a minute and you're my super boy done from now on!

done! done!You're going to be moved for me, you're going crazy for me Hey yes yes yes we're face to face Maybe we can get closer Now hug me is the best performance I feel so lonely no no way!

Wonderful** Lipstick is definitely bright Subtle changes At the moment I am everything to you I feel so happy oh oh oh crazy!hello baby to hug courage to hug how sweet to hug ahah ahh ahh I just want you to hug keep working hard to hug so beautiful to hug yes

Singer: Ma Yawei.

**: "Dreamland".

Lyrics by Dreamland: Yaya.

Composer: He Muyang.

Arranger: Yang Jie.

Post-recording: Deng Huasheng.

Producer: Chinatown**.

Publisher: Leyue Media.

Walking in the long streets and alleys.

Return to your long-lost hometown.

I held it tightly.

The hand of the years let the tide rush to his side.

There were tears in my eyes.

The child who doesn't cry looks slowly.

Crossing on the road of childhood.

Look back at the charming village.

There were tears in my eyes.

I shook it softly.

The troubled hand dreams can not be forgotten.

The smoke of the cooking led me home.

Crossing on the road of childhood.

Drop tired wings.

Whose tears can still hide.

I hurriedly said goodbye.

What you were like back then.

Parting and coming back to a little dreamland.

Walking in the long streets and alleys.

Return to your long-lost hometown.

I held it tightly.

The hand of the years let the tide rush to his side.

There were tears in my eyes.

The child who doesn't cry looks slowly.

Crossing on the road of childhood.

Look back at the charming village.

There were tears in my eyes.

I shook it softly.

The troubled hand dreams can not be forgotten.

The smoke of the cooking led me home.

Crossing on the road of childhood.

Drop tired wings.

Whose tears can still hide.

I hurriedly said goodbye.

What you were like back then.

Parting and coming back to a little dreamland.

Crossing on the road of childhood.

Drop tired wings.

Whose tears can still hide.

I hurriedly said goodbye.

What you were like back then.

Parting and coming back to a little dreamland.

Parting and coming back to a little dreamland.