A tall building is so steep. It is so steep and safe.
Dust came out of the window. Flying and crawling in the clouds.
A beautiful woman stroked the harp. Her hands are white and have nothing to do.
Fragrance is tied with the wind, and sorrow is fragrant.
Who cares about jade capacity? The whole city is in an instant.
Standing there looking at the sun, sighing again and again.
Don't complain about standing for a long time. I hope the singer is happy.
I want to drive back to Hongyu's home. Han, fly with me.
There are tall buildings in the northwest.
Who worries alone?
Ask what you remember.
Xiaojun leyou
Tall buildings yearn for dusk, and there is rustling rain on the leaves of airplanes.