Listen to the wind falling, who sang this song

ti: Listen to the wind] I was behind the door and didn't look back.

The lights and bamboo wine are sprinkled with nothing to do, and the east wind goes.

The flowers are waiting for the full moon, and people are worried.

It's just an encounter that I don't know who can see through.

Thinking about emaciation, when can I borrow wine to dispel my sorrows.

Loneliness is hard to stay, stepping on iron shoes to find the Red Mansion.

It's hard to hide your eyes, and it's hard to look back.

This encounter doesn't know who can see through.

And I passed by that Jiangnan town and provoked you.

The plantain outside the curtain provoked a patina.

And you're about to be skimmed out of the inky depths.

Azure and other smoke and rain.

And I'm waiting for you.

And I passed by that Jiangnan town and provoked you.

provoked the country and provoked the patina.

If you are misunderstood by time, how can you be forced.

Azure and other smoke and rain.

And I'll try to wait for you.

Liu Haolin. I was behind the door, gloomy and didn't look back.

The lights and bamboo wine are sprinkled with nothing to do, and the east wind goes.

The flowers are waiting for the full moon, and people are worried.

It's just an encounter that I don't know who can see through.

Thinking about emaciation, when can I borrow wine to dispel my sorrows.

Loneliness is hard to stay, stepping on iron shoes to find the Red Mansion.

It's hard to hide your eyes, and it's hard to look back.

This encounter doesn't know who can see through.

And I passed by that Jiangnan town and provoked you.

The plantain outside the curtain provoked a patina.

And you're about to be skimmed out of the inky depths.

Azure and other smoke and rain.

And I'm waiting for you.

And I passed by that Jiangnan town and provoked you.

provoked the country and provoked the patina.

If you are misunderstood by time, how can you be forced.

Azure and other smoke and rain.

And I'll try to wait for you.

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Of the people who have sung "This Song", I know that there are Xiao Jingteng, 2am, Loco Mamamoo

"Song of the Wind of Love" - Liu Xijun.

Love Wind Love Song. White Windmill: Who do you think?

The fireflies in June are quietly lonely.

Dandelion will land at the end of its journey.

Listen to the wind and say that he is gone.

Ningxia's meteor has been crossed.

Still the merry-go-round finally cries and loses all contact.

Love is Picasso style, Moonset on the Nile, Legend of the Gypsy, Youth to the Right, Life to the Left.

None of us are wise men who foresee the future.

Love is irregular geometry, too many choices intersect, and it is rare to let thoughts squander, quench thirst, and dry up.

Drop the lock for sad memories.

Listen to the wind and say that he is gone.

Ningxia's meteor has been crossed.

Still the merry-go-round finally cries and loses all contact.

Love is Picasso style, Moonset on the Nile, Legend of the Gypsy, Youth to the Right, Life to the Left.

None of us are wise men who foresee the future.

Love is irregular geometry, too many choices intersect, and it is rare to let thoughts squander, quench thirst, and dry up.

Drop the lock for sad memories.

Love is irregular geometry, there are too many choices to intersect, and it is rare to make love twists and turns, sad, and happy.

Write a song for our story.