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Anonymous users2024-02-12The sin of two.
Lyrics: Wang Rong.
Composer: Wang Rong.
A cup of joe. has become ice-cold water.
Put it down or pick it up.
Nothing is right.
I used to think. Love is a potion of all trades.
But it was already crumbling at the beginning.
It's better to believe in the feelings.
I don't understand your expression.
Now that the season is over.
Why do you still turn a blind eye like this?
Did you decide not to want a two-person world.
I turned into a butterfly and flew with you.
This time I was fanatical and in a daze.
One man's world.
The sin of two.
How would you say that, think so.
I'm really willing to fly with you.
It's better to have you than for me to experience it alone.
The loneliness of a person.
The sorrow of two people.
No matter how long the road is, no matter how dark the night is.
I don't regret it.
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Anonymous users2024-02-11Song Title: Missing.
Singer: Mao Amin.
Lyrics: Qiao Yu.
Composer: Gu Jianfen.
Affiliation**: "Big Sister in the Music World".
Lyrics: You're coming from.
My friend. It was as if a butterfly flew into my window.
I don't know how many days I can stay.
We've been apart for too long, too long.
You're coming from.
My friend. You're like a butterfly flying into my window.
Why is there no news as soon as you go?
I only have a backlog of thoughts in my heart.
You're coming from.
My friend. It was as if a butterfly flew into my window.
I don't know how many days I can stay.
We've been apart for too long, too long.
You're coming from.
My friend. You're like a butterfly flying into my window.
Are you going to hurry away again?
Treat the party as a breakup again.
Do you want to leave in a hurry?
Treat the party as a breakup again.
Treat the party as a breakup again.
Singer profile: Mao Amin, born in Shanghai on March 1, 1963, is a singer and actor in Chinese mainland.
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Anonymous users2024-02-10Are you talking about:
Fly as a butterfly.
The sky is dazzling.
Song Title: Butterfly.
Singing: Hu Yanbin.
Wishful happiness.
What's wrong.
It's an unreasonable barrier.
More brutal than kidnapping.
The worldly that is right at the door.
How many innocent people have been harmed.
There are lovers who cannot be dependents.
There is so much helplessness in the world.
Dark clouds on the road to marriage.
I have already thought about my destiny.
Pay for love. His life is over.
Fly as a butterfly.
The sky is dazzling.
It is the blueprint of life.
Facing the morning dew, unrestrained.
to a land of freedom.
Even if it's just a tree.
The world is hateful, why bother with nostalgia.
It's better to be in the company of spiders.
Liang Zhu's song has been passed down through the ages.
It's your bitterness like weeping.
Wishful happiness.
What's wrong.
It's an unreasonable barrier.
More brutal than kidnapping.
The worldly that is right at the door.
How many innocent people have been harmed.
There are lovers who cannot be dependents.
There is so much helplessness in the world.
Dark clouds on the road to marriage.
I have already thought about my destiny.
Pay for love. His life is over.
Fly as a butterfly.
The sky is dazzling.
It is the blueprint of life.
Facing the morning dew, unrestrained.
to a land of freedom.
Even if it's just a tree.
The world is hateful, why bother with nostalgia.
It's better to be in the company of spiders.
Liang Zhu's song has been passed down through the ages.
It's your bitterness like weeping.
Fly as a butterfly.
The sky is dazzling.
It is the blueprint of life.
Facing the morning dew, unrestrained.
to a land of freedom.
Even if it's just a tree.
The world is hateful, why bother with nostalgia.
It's better to be in the company of spiders.
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Anonymous users2024-02-09Hu Yanbin's "Butterfly".
Fly as a butterfly.
The sky is dazzling.
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Anonymous users2024-02-08Hello landlord, let's see if it's this.
Song: Lonely Sandbar Cold.
Singer: Zhou Chuanxiong **: A legend under the stars.
When you're gone, you'll feel haggard.
White tung oil flutters in the wind.
Falling flowers follow people's love this season.
The wind on the riverside blew uncontrollably and desperately.
Constantly playing with women's tears.
That kind of intense love can no longer be given.
Sad night after night.
When the thread of memory passes through Yang's past, it is shattered.
It is the twilight that takes over the heart.
There are flowers accompanied by butterflies.
Lone swallow can fly in two ways.
Wandering alone in the dead of night.
When happy lovers send red to share the joy.
I closed my eyes and was sad, and I didn't dare to reply.
Still gradually hating it, refusing to rest and regretting it slightly.
Lonely sandbar who should I miss.
When you're gone, you'll feel haggard.
White tung oil flutters in the wind.
Falling flowers follow people's love this season.
The wind on the riverside blew uncontrollably and desperately.
Constantly playing with women's tears.
That kind of intense love can no longer be given.
Sad night after night.
When the thread of memory passes through Yang's past, it is shattered.
It is the twilight that takes over the heart.
There are flowers accompanied by butterflies.
Lone swallow can fly in two ways.
Wandering alone in the dead of night.
When happy lovers send red to share the joy.
I closed my eyes and was sad, and I didn't dare to reply.
Still gradually hating it, refusing to rest and regretting it slightly.
Lonely sandbar who should I miss.
When the thread of memory passes through Yang's past, it is shattered.
It is the twilight that takes over the heart.
There are flowers dressed as butterflies.
Lone swallow can fly in two ways.
Wandering alone in the dead of night.
When happy lovers send red to share the joy.
I closed my eyes and was sad, and I didn't dare to reply.
Still gradually hating it, refusing to rest and regretting it slightly.
Lonely sandbar who should I miss.
Still gradually hating it, refusing to rest and regretting it slightly.
Lonely sandbar who should I miss.
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Anonymous users2024-02-07It's flowers, right? The lonely sandbar is cold. I don't know if it's this one.
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Anonymous users2024-02-06Butterfly on the shoulder singer: Jin Zhiwen Tang Xiaofei.
A snow does not end the indifference of winter.
A song can't finish the results you give.
The warmth of the past can no longer be found.
Why your arms become someone else's.
I will never be able to break the shackles in your heart again.
There is no end to the story of the past.
Why let the oath be written into the fallen leaves and drift by the wind.
Could it be that my waiting is nothing but torture.
I am willing to turn into a butterfly and fall on your shoulders, keep your inadvertent persistence, even if the tears flow out or weak.
Even if love falls, it's not as good.
Yesterday I was willing to turn into a butterfly and fall on your shoulder.
Keep your casual attachments.
Believe that the rain can drench your loneliness.
I believe that the road will not be bumpy forever.
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Anonymous users2024-02-05Song title: Butterfly on the shoulder.
Singer: Jin Zhiwen Tang Xiaofei.
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Anonymous users2024-02-04Correct lyrics: A butterfly falls in love with flowers, from the song "Butterfly Falls in Love with Flowers" sung by Wang Chengyong.
Butterflies fall in love with flowers
Lyrics: Wang Chengyong.
Composer: Wang Chengyong.
Singing: Wang Chengyong.
Lyrics: A butterfly falls in love with a flower, and that is what God promised him.
The butterfly misses the flower, and the concern is also the flower.
A butterfly falls in love with flowers, and it can't be stopped in the wind and rain.
Gently kissing the flower's cheek, the flower is heartbroken.
In this way, the butterfly fell in love with the flower and flew and flew in the air.
In this way, the butterfly fell in love with the flower, and it was the time difference arranged by fate.
Even if the butterfly lets go of all the world, it can't let go, it's still the flower, a butterfly falls in love with the flower, and that's what God promised him.
The butterfly misses the flower, and the concern is also the flower.
A butterfly falls in love with flowers, and it can't be stopped in the wind and rain.
Gently kissing the flower's cheek, the flower is heartbroken.
In this way, the butterfly fell in love with the flower and flew and flew in the air.
In this way, the butterfly fell in love with the flower, and it was the time difference arranged by fate.
Even if the butterfly lets go of all the world, it can't let go of the flower, and that's it, the butterfly falls in love with the flower, flying and flying in the air.
In this way, the butterfly fell in love with the flower, and it was the time difference arranged by fate.
Even if the butterfly lets go of all the world, it can't let go of the flower.
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Anonymous users2024-02-03"Millennial Love" by the Faith Orchestra.
The lyrics of this site are from the Internet.
Song Title: Millennial Love.
Singer name: Xin Orchestra.
Who brewed a pot of tea on the cliff.
Warm the care of the past life.
And I'm adjusting for the millennium time difference.
Love and hate all drank.
The years are beating on the rocks.
I grew my hair back long.
Be patient and wait for the coastline to change.
Heavy rain is coming.
The wind is blowing hard.
Who is afraid.
The sea breeze has always been attached to the sand.
But you have missed my years.
Miss my new branches.
and my gray hair.
Butterflies are still in love with flowers.
But you have missed my years.
Miss my reincarnated cheeks.
Do you still love me.
I'll wait for your words.
A lifetime of walking looking at the cliff.
The farthest is the sunset.
And where are you in this life?
Tears come first.
Disappearing waves on the beach.
It reminds me of home.
Where is the eternity that was promised?
I can't put it down.
Ah, the memory of reincarnation is weathering.
I took it to note.
The sea breeze has always been attached to the sand.
But you have missed my years.
Miss my new branches.
and my gray hair.
Butterflies are still in love with flowers.
But you have missed my years.
Miss my reincarnated cheeks.
Do you still love me.
I'll wait for your words.
Butterflies are still in love with flowers.
But you have missed my years.
Miss my reincarnated cheeks.
Do you still love me.
I'll wait for your words.
The lyrics of this site are from the Internet.
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Anonymous users2024-02-02Butterflies fall in love with flowers
Singing: Wang Chengyong.
Lyrics: Wang Chengyong.
Composer: Wang Chengyong.
A butterfly falls in love with flowers.
It was betrothed to him by God.
The butterfly misses the flower.
Concern is also that flower.
A butterfly falls in love with flowers.
Even in the wind and rain, it can't be stopped.
Gently kiss the flower's cheek.
The flowers are heartbroken.
That's how butterflies fall in love with flowers.
Fly in the air, fly, fly.
whispered love words to the flowers.
That's how butterflies fall in love with flowers.
It is the time difference of fate.
Even if the butterfly lets go of all the world.
I can't let go of the flower.
This is the lyrics of the song "Drunken Butterfly".
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