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Anonymous users2024-02-12Chinese: 100 misses**.
I can't wait**.
Unfortunately, nothing was written in the notepad.
Only thank you Midsummer.
The taxi picked me up.
Drive in the direction of the bottom edge.
Turn off your lights.
On the journey, I will be very calm.
Seasonal love is short-lived.
What a pity ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
The usual story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
Ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
A love story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
Just let that radio wave.
become the path that leads to you.
You have changed the city.
There will be a harder road.
Airplanes do not have wings.
I'll be picked up at night.
There are no lights to fly upwards.
Black sky.
I'll be very calm.
Seasonal love is short-lived.
What a pity ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
The usual story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
Ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
A love story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
I remember every sigh.
Every glint in the eyes.
We wander every time.
On an empty sandy beach.
Ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
The usual story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
Ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
A love story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
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Anonymous users2024-02-11Russian: Chinese: One hundred misses**.
I can't wait**.
Unfortunately, nothing was written in the notepad.
Only thank you Midsummer.
The taxi picked me up.
Drive in the direction of the bottom edge.
Turn off your lights.
On the journey, I will be very calm.
Seasonal love is short-lived.
What a pity ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
The usual story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
Ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
A love story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
Just let that radio wave.
become the path that leads to you.
You have changed the city.
There will be a harder road.
Airplanes do not have wings.
I'll be picked up at night.
There are no lights to fly upwards.
Black sky.
I'll be very calm.
Seasonal love is short-lived.
What a pity ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
The usual story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
Ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
A love story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
I remember every sigh.
Every glint in the eyes.
We wander every time.
On an empty sandy beach.
Ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
The usual story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
Ridiculous story.
Seasonal love stories.
A love story of two hearts.
The ending is not so bland.
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Anonymous users2024-02-101. Lyrics. Winter land is a flower of the auspicious sky.
Thinking about the summer night wind.
Autumn fruit. Ripe for a spring afternoon.
You who don't see me.
The days are not happy.
I want to see you.
Let the four seasons be lost.
If I were you. Reminds me of me.
Will you smile. What will come to mind.
It was the rain. Tenderness under the umbrella oak.
Or early rent in the sunny day.
Me in your painting.
One, two, three, four.
I want to see you. Close to your eyes.
Your heart. One, two, three, four.
I want to ask you. Are you there too.
Waiting for me. 2, "The Season of Love" is the ending song of the movie "Return to the Place Where Love Begins", sung by singer Wei Ruxuan.
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Anonymous users2024-02-09Song: "The Season of Love".
Singing: Liu Haoran, Zhang Rui.
Words: Beijing Dance Academy's 2009 collective creation.
Music: Jonathan, Larson.
Lyrics: Sing the sunrise, sing the sunset.
Sing the moon rising, sing the stars twinkle.
Sing about troubles, sing about laughter.
Every minute and every second. Sing the sunrise, sing the sunset.
Sing the moon rising, sing the stars twinkle.
Sing about troubles, sing about laughter.
Every minute of our love.
The second hand makes 525,600 turns.
Just 525,000 beautiful moments.
I've seen 525,600 kinds of freshness.
How to sing, sing for a year.
Sing the sunrise, sing the sunset.
Sing the moon rising, sing the stars twinkle.
Sing about troubles, sing about laughter, every minute.
Sing, 520,000 a year.
5,600 colors.
Yes, how to sing the beat of life.
We sing, love, we sing love.
We sing, love, our love.
Love is always there, love is always there.
The second hand makes 525,600 turns.
It was a short journey of 525,000.
I have seen the reincarnation of 525,000 nights.
How to calculate, our life.
It understands all this, and it tears down in a few lines.
It goes down this path, and it gives its youth.
Take advantage of the present to sing and become the ending story.
Let us rejoice and remember the years of our friends' lives.
We sing, love, we sing love.
We sing, love, our love.
Love is always there, love is always there.
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Anonymous users2024-02-08Song: "The Season of Love".
Singing: Liu Haoran, Zhang Rui.
Words: Beijing Dance Academy's 2009 collective creation.
Music: Jonathan, Larson.
Lyrics: Sing the sunrise, sing the sunset.
Sing the moon rising, sing the stars twinkle.
Sing about troubles, sing about laughter.
Every minute and every second. Sing the sunrise, sing the sunset.
Sing the moon rising, sing the stars twinkle.
Sing about troubles, sing about laughter.
Every minute of our love.
The second hand makes 525,600 turns.
Just 525,000 beautiful moments.
I've seen 525,600 kinds of freshness.
How to sing, sing for a year.
Sing the sunrise, sing the sunset.
Sing the moon rising, sing the stars twinkle.
Sing about troubles, sing about laughter, every minute.
Sing, 520,000 a year.
5,600 colors.
Yes, how to sing the beat of life.
We sing, love, we sing love.
We sing, love, our love.
Love is always there, love is always there.
The second hand makes 525,600 turns.
It was a short journey of 525,000.
I have seen the reincarnation of 525,000 nights.
How to calculate, our life.
It understands all this, and it tears down in a few lines.
It goes down this path, and it gives its youth.
Take advantage of the present to sing and become the ending story.
Let us rejoice and remember the years of our friends' lives.
We sing, love, we sing love.
We sing, love, our love.
Love is always there, love is always there.
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Anonymous users2024-02-07Singing: Jinni.
Words: Pan Fanglie Song: Xia Chunyong.
The sky is full of stars.
The night sky twinkles.
On this glorious summer night.
Make good memories.
Time flies, and it leaves no trace.
Youth won't be there waiting for you.
As long as we cherish it.
Embrace your new self.
Oh, look at the rainbow after the rain.
In that distant sky.
Open the door in your heart.
Forget about all unsatisfactory things.
There are so many expectations in life.
Wait for love to come quietly.
Maybe at our age.
There is always a shy mood.
In the season of love, we meet.
Maybe the love is predestined.
As long as we are sincere to each other.
Love becomes more beautiful.
In the season of love, we meet.
I wish I had your heart.
I really, really want to tell you.
always on my mind
Look at the rainbow after the rain.
In that distant sky.
Open the door in your heart.
Forget about all unsatisfactory things.
There are so many expectations in life.
Wait for love to come quietly.
Maybe at our age.
There is always a shy mood.
In the season of love, we meet.
Maybe the love is predestined.
As long as we are sincere to each other.
Love becomes more beautiful.
In the season of love, we meet.
I wish I had your heart.
I really, really want to tell you.
always on my mind
In the season of love, we meet.
Maybe the love is predestined.
In the season of love, we meet.
I wish I had your heart.
I really, really want to tell you.
always on my mind
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Anonymous users2024-02-06Song Title: The Season of Love.
Singer: Kim Yong-hyun.
**: Your departure is my loneliness.
The season of love.
Is there a kind of longing.
Instantly. There is no such thing as a love.
Unchanged for a lifetime. There is no kind of concern.
Not shackles. There is no greeting.
Sleep peacefully. The season of love.
The sky is full of greenery. Every gentle breeze.
All wafted over the warmth.
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Anonymous users2024-02-05Song Title: The Season of Love in Bloom.
Singer: Ekin Cheng.
**: 22098 ekin in concert b The season of love blooms
Music: Vehnee Saturno
Words: Zhang Meixian.
Editor: Zhao Zengxi.
I often look at the window lonely.
People are lonely in their dreams.
I also groped day and night in the scrutiny.
That's how it feels.
Chang Jing silently is the gaze.
The romance of human waves is full of fantasy.
and gradually did not disperse, and knew how to resist.
That's how it feels.
Borrow a piece of paper and send it with a hot feeling.
Happy or sad a little bit just want to macro dig sedan I can.
Let's talk about it. Once again, I am grateful for the fate to meet on the same road.
Love is piling up every day, and I am just waiting for this season.
For you to finally bloom.
Finally in full bloom. Finally in full bloom.
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Anonymous users2024-02-04The season of love. Singing: Feng Feifei.
The white clouds in the sky fluttered and fluttered.
Spring has arrived.
The birds in the trees are also chirping.
They flew out of their nests.
The white clouds in the sky fluttered and fluttered.
Spring has arrived.
The cherry blossoms of the orange feast on the tree are in full bloom.
The spring scenery is really good.
People took off their cotton robes.
The snow also melted.
This is the season of love.
It's best to talk about love in spring.
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People took off their cotton robes and buried them.
The snow also melted.
This is the season of love.
It's best to talk about love in spring.
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