The lyrics of Internet singer Xia Lingxi s song Separated or Missed .

Song: Separated or missed.

Lyrics: Luozimu Composer: Xiang Mengyuan, poetry and poetry.

Singing: Xia Lingxi.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Who will remember the happiness of the past?

A gentle breeze swept through the wind chimes and broke the silence.

Thoughts quietly spread, nostalgic for the past.

I won't think about you.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Grief spreads.

Those oaths that were spoken before.

Is this the end of it?

**: "Separated or Missed".

In the end, there is only that sorry.

If the plot regresses and repeats itself.

So who will be there for you.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Grief spreads.

Those oaths that were spoken before.

Is this the end of it?

**: "Separated or Missed".

In the end, there is only that sorry.

If the plot regresses and repeats itself.

You listen to the singing in the ** box is still spinning.

Is it the last nostalgia or attachment.

When it drifts away with the wind, it gradually runs aground over time.

Maybe then it's a strange rub of shoulders.

Those sweet memories are buried yesterday.

The picture of once in love.

Diluted by time.

It has long been practiced.

Thoughts quietly spread, nostalgic for the past.

I still deliberately pretended not to go.

I won't think about you.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Grief spreads.

Those oaths that were spoken before.

Is this the end of it?

**: "Separated or Missed".

In the end, there is only that sorry.

If the plot regresses and repeats itself.

So who will be there for you.

You listen to the singing in the ** box is still spinning.

Is it the last nostalgia or attachment.

When it drifts away with the wind, it gradually runs aground over time.

Maybe then it's a strange rub of shoulders.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Word: Falling curtain.

Song: Xiang Mengyuan Poetry and Poetry.

Arranger: Zhang Fan.

Who will remember the happiness of the past?

A gentle breeze swept through the wind chimes and broke the silence.

Thoughts quietly spread, nostalgic for the past.

I still deliberately pretended not to go.

I won't think about you.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Grief spreads.

Those oaths that were spoken before.

Is this the end of it?

**: "Separated or Missed".

In the end, there is only that sorry.

If the plot regresses and repeats itself.

So who will be there for you.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Grief spreads.

Those oaths that were spoken before.

Is this the end of it?

**: "Separated or Missed".

In the end, there is only that sorry.

If the plot regresses and repeats itself.

So who will be there for you.

You listen to the singing in the ** box is still spinning.

Is it the last nostalgia or attachment.

Wait for it to drift away with the wind.

Over time, it has become stranded.

Maybe then it's a strange rub of shoulders.

Those sweet memories.

Buried yesterday.

The picture of once in love.

Diluted by time.

It has long been practiced.

Thoughts creep in.

Nostalgia for the past.

I still deliberately pretended not to go.

I won't think about you.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Grief spreads.

Those oaths that were spoken before.

Is this the end of it?

**: "Separated or Missed".

In the end, there is only that sorry.

If the plot regresses and repeats itself.

So who will be there for you.

You listen to the singing in the ** box is still spinning.

Is it the last nostalgia or attachment.

Wait for it to drift away with the wind.

Over time, it has become stranded.

Maybe then it's a strange rub of shoulders.

I will still miss when I am separated - Xia Lingxi.

Words: Falling curtain song: Xiang Mengyuan & 婳 poems.

Arranger: Zhang Fan.

Who will remember the happiness of the past?

A gentle breeze swept through the wind chimes and broke the silence.

Thoughts quietly spread, nostalgic for the past.

I still deliberately pretended not to go.

I won't think about you.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Grief spreads.

Those oaths that were spoken before.

Is this the end of it?

**: "Separated or Missed".

In the end, there is only that sorry.

If the plot regresses and repeats itself.

So who will be there for you.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Grief spreads.

Those oaths that were spoken before.

Is this the end of it?

**: "Separated or Missed".

In the end, there is only that sorry.

If the plot regresses and repeats itself.

So who will be there for you.

You listen to the singing in the ** box is still spinning.

Is it the last nostalgia or attachment.

Wait for it to drift away with the wind.

Over time, it has become stranded.

Maybe then it's a strange rub of shoulders.

Those sweet memories.

Buried yesterday.

The picture of once in love.

Diluted by time.

It has long been practiced.

Thoughts creep in.

Nostalgia for the past.

I still deliberately pretended not to go.

I won't think about you.

**: "Separated or Missed".

Grief spreads.

Those oaths that were spoken before.

Is this the end of it?

**: "Separated or Missed".

In the end, there is only that sorry.

If the plot regresses and repeats itself.

So who will be there for you.

You listen to the singing in the ** box is still spinning.

Is it the last nostalgia or attachment.

Wait for it to drift away with the wind.

Over time, it has become stranded.

Maybe then it's a strange rub of shoulders.