When we meet at dusk, we want to go, but people can't stay. Why do you drink bitter wine with tears, overflow with pride and tearful eyes, and ask why?
That's a wound.
Cut it in my heart
I won't miss it again.
Comfort yourself with a cigarette.
cut the crap
I want peace alone.
It's not spring that awaits me.
Let frost and cold freeze me
Create this image in your mind.
Like you said.
The pipa is still ringing today.
Looking for old dreams through the Millennium is vague.
How sad is this sigh?
Tianya wanders, Xunyang tears.
Laughter has become a memory of yesterday.
There are tears in your eyes. Why did you leave?
Nowhere to send acacia
Laughter has become a memory of yesterday.