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Call more brother, and climb less ten-mile slope (Miao Xiaoqing).
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It is because you recognize more people, and if you have difficulties in the future, there will be one more person to help you, so that you don't have to take too many detours.
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Be polite and respectful to others, have a sweet mouth, and do everything smoothly without going around the bush.
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There is a sentence in the Cantonese song called "People are not interesting", and the song is called: Red Sun.
Song Title: Red Sun.
Singing: Li Keqin.
**: "Red Sun".
Lyrics: Fate is upside down.
Fate is twisted and bizarre.
Even if fate threatens you, it's not interesting to be a human being.
Don't shed tears, be sad, and don't give up.
I would like to be with you forever for the rest of my life.
Fate is a displacement.
Fate is twisted and bizarre.
Even if fate threatens you, it's not interesting to be a human being.
Don't shed tears, be sad, and don't give up.
I would like to be with you forever for the rest of my life.
Oh, go around and around in your life, and you'll see clearly.
When I was hesitating, I also tried to sit alone in a corner, but it didn't seem to help.
In a certain year, I was young.
I fell a few times and wept a lot on a rainy night.
I have to go through the twists and turns of my life.
From when there is you, you accompany me, give me a warm pat.
Like the fire of the red sun, igniting the real me.
Walking together, a thousand mountains will be able to tread.
Let the evening breeze blow gently.
Accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, it seems to bless you and me.
Let the evening star shine softly.
Flash out your every hope like a wave, about to wet me.
Fate is a displacement.
Fate is twisted and bizarre.
Even if fate threatens you, it's not interesting to be a human being.
Don't shed tears, be sad, and don't give up.
I would like to be with you forever for the rest of my life.
Oh, go around and around in your life, and you'll see clearly.
When I was hesitating, I also tried to sit alone in a corner, but it didn't seem to help.
In a certain year, I was young.
I fell a few times and wept a lot on a rainy night.
I have to go through the twists and turns of my life.
From when there is you, you accompany me, give me a warm pat.
Like the fire of the red sun, igniting the real me.
Walking together, a thousand mountains will be able to tread.
Let the evening breeze blow gently.
Accompanied by the fragrance of flowers, it seems to bless you and me.
Let the evening star shine softly.
Flash out your every hope like a wave, about to wet me.
Fate is a displacement.
Fate is twisted and bizarre.
Even if fate threatens you, it's not interesting to be a human being.
Don't shed tears, be sad, and don't give up.
I would like to be with you forever for the rest of my life.
Fate is a displacement.
Fate is twisted and bizarre.
Even if fate threatens you, it's not interesting to be a human being.
Don't shed tears, be sad, and don't give up.
I would like to be with you forever for the rest of my life.
Fate is a displacement.
Fate is twisted and bizarre.
Even if fate threatens you, it's not interesting to be a human being.
Don't shed tears, be sad, and don't give up.
I would like to be with you forever for the rest of my life.
Fate is a displacement.
Fate is twisted and bizarre.
Even if fate threatens you, it's not interesting to be a human being.
Don't shed tears, be sad, and don't give up.
I would like to be with you forever for the rest of my life.
Fate is a displacement.
Fate is twisted and bizarre.
Even if fate threatens you, it's not interesting to be a human being.
Don't shed tears, be sad, and don't give up.
I would like to be with you forever for the rest of my life. Oh
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Song: Ten miles of peach blossoms and nine miles of apricots.
Singer: Ji Zhe.
Ten miles of peach blossoms, nine miles of apricots.
Thousands of miles of colorful clouds, thousands of swallows.
Brother Henan Zhang Yuwang.
Younger sister Huang Yuancai Hu Sang.
I'm not afraid of being dissatisfied.
lest even the branches not grow.
And tie your hair into a rope.
It's good to tie the boat and go along with the song.
It's good to tie the boat and go along with the song.
And tie your hair into a rope.
It's good to tie the boat and go along with the song.
It's good to tie the boat and go along with the song.
Ouch, ten miles of peach blossoms, nine miles of apricots.
Thousands of miles of colorful clouds, thousands of swallows.
Brother Henan Zhang Yuwang.
Younger sister Huang Yuancai Hu Sang.
I'm not afraid that the boat will be dissatisfied.
lest the song drift away.
And shake the pulp to the song.
So I can bring my sister home.
So I can bring my sister home.
And shake the pulp to the song.
So I can bring my sister home.
So I can bring my sister home.
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Half pot yarn Singer: Liu Keyun **: "Half pot yarn".
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