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The day of the search.
It was a lonely night.
A miserable winter.
I'll do it all over again.
Su San left Hongtong County again and blew away.
This spring should be.
Peach Blossom Moon I started to miss again.
The day you went quietly.
I closed my eyes silently.
The wind blew the red line away.
I'll do it all over again.
The lady left my room.
Quiet smoke rings waft into your face.
How to force me to miss (complain) again
Flowing back to the moment I breathe, the unbridled catharsis (promise).
How can you still hear it.
I want to tell you Su San, she leaned against the window.
Gazing quietly at the moonlight.
I completely forgot how to sing and shed tears.
She was strong that day away from home.
I leaned quietly against the window.
Silently staring at the side of the road.
The fragrance of the flower was completely forgotten.
The kind of sadness you left behind when you left.
The day of the search.
It was a lonely night.
A miserable winter.
I'll do it all over again.
Su San left Hongtong County again and blew away.
This spring should be.
Peach Blossom Moon I started to miss again.
The day you went quietly.
I closed my eyes silently.
The wind blew the red line away, and I did it all over again.
The lady left my room.
Quiet smoke rings waft into your face.
How to force me to miss (complain) again
Flowing back to the moment I breathe, the unbridled catharsis (promise).
Oh, how can I still hear it.
I want to tell you Su San, she leaned against the window.
Gazing quietly at the moonlight.
I completely forgot how to sing and shed tears.
She was strong that day away from home.
Su San leaned against the window.
Gazing quietly at the moonlight.
I completely forgot how to sing and shed tears.
Hee-hee, I have the words of the Afu version...
She was strong that day away from home.
I leaned quietly against the window.
Silently staring at the side of the road.
The fragrance of the flower was completely forgotten.
The kind of sadness you left behind when you left.
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The following is a brief score of the sound closure and slow control.
Slow voice. Words: Cui Kaichao.
Music: Liu Yang Mixing: Zhou Cheng.
Guitar: George Hu Zhou Cheng.
Backing Vocals: Foolish Qing.
Green bricks with tile paint.
White horses step on new mud.
Mountain flowers, banana leaves, twilight bushes dyed red scarves.
The eaves are sprinkled with raindrops.
Smoke curled up.
Tossing and turning, it's like you're there.
Seeking, seeking, deserted.
The moon falls and the crescent moon cavity dismantles the lonely well.
Bit by bit, bit by bit.
There are flowers in the dream, and the green grass in the dream.
Long hair causes ripples.
White cloth exhibition stone rock.
The kappa pole swings the long boat to cross the ancient rarity.
The eaves are sprinkled with raindrops.
Smoke curled up.
Tossing and turning, it's like you're there.
Seeking, seeking, deserted.
The moon falls and the crescent moon falls into the lonely well.
Bit by bit, bit by bit.
There are flowers in the dream, and the green grass in the dream.
Green bricks with tile paint.
White horses step on new mud.
Mountain flowers, banana leaves, twilight, and jujube bushes dyed with red scarves.
The eaves are sprinkled with raindrops.
Smoke curled up.
Tossing and turning, it's like you're there.
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Slow voice (1).
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