Singer: Shen Yicheng
Like a light rain in a gray sky.
Come down, come down, stop, and quietly wet the land.
Although it's always rain or shine
Occasionally, the stars will twinkle.
All because of your eyes.
Like an oil painting in that old castle.
Suddenly looked up at sunset at dusk.
I can see a piece of green from a distance.
Close touch is as soft as cotton.
These are all descriptions of your long hair.
Forgive my obsession.
I might take a casual look at you.
The 100-meter dash will stop.
I just hate that technology is not developed enough.
Go against time and grow with you.
There is no fine sand in the wind.
Unrealistic idea
Like intricate twigs.
The past and the future have a subtle influence on the long destiny.
Very delicate and not young.
Try to smooth it gently.
This is used to describe the palm of your hand.
Forgive my obsession.
I might take a casual look at you.
The stone will fall in my heart
I just hate that technology is not developed enough.
Go against time and grow with you.
There is no fine sand in the wind.
The earth has not aged yet.
Forgive my obsession.
I might take a casual look at you.
The 100-meter dash will stop.
I just hate that technology is not developed enough.
Go against time and grow with you.
There is no fine sand in the wind.
Unrealistic idea
Forgive my obsession.
I might take a casual look at you.
The 100-meter dash will stop.
I just hate that technology is not developed enough.
Go against time and grow with you.
There is no fine sand in the wind.
The earth has not aged yet.
unreasonable
Unrealistic idea