The wind, blowing my face ... flowers, she gives me fragrance. What is this song?

The lyrics answered on the first floor should be Ambrose's "Flower Fragrance". The thing is this: the wind blows without direction, and the rain is sad. No one can tell me when love will leave quietly. Now I understand that you are holding a purple dream and choosing to wait for the memory is a flower. We all agree that no one should forget to stay sunny at night, but pretend to be strong. In the days of waiting, you are braver than me. Memory is a flower, and you will never forget your tenderness. It is the sunshine that fills my future. My flowers will always be like my love wind, flowers wither and rain fall, tears fall into the sea. Now I understand that you hold a purple dream and choose to wait for the memory. It is a flower. We all agree that no one should forget to keep the sunshine in the dark, but pretend to be strong. In the waiting days, you are braver than me, and the memory is a flower. You will never forget your tenderness, which reminds me that flowers have always been there, just like my love memory is a bloom. We all agree that no one should forget to keep black. The sunshine at night is sad but pretends to be strong. You are braver than me in the days you are waiting. Memory is flowers blooming together. I will never forget your gentleness. It is the sunshine that fills my future with wind and blows up the flowers like your love.

What you said should be "the wind blows in your face":

The wind blows across your face. I smell you smell like a flower. That flower will .. the wind will blow over your face, make your heart clean and your eyes bright as lightning. I smell you like a flower, which makes your heart clean and your eyes bright ... Lightning: I like riding a bike. I like the wind blowing on my face. Listen to this song. Sing with me. Go to the island with my little Q. It's very handsome, but it's really difficult to ride along the coast. I see that there are only three days left before the sailboat reaches its destination. I'm thirsty. Please lean aside. I will help you pick coconuts. I don't like wearing shoes when I'm hungry. I'll take you to steal. How can I live on my feet? I'm so fast, he's so old, and I'm flying. What's wrong with him? So handsome ~ so flying ~ pulling little Q so ~ running! So we continue our journey ~ with my body ~ we can ride a bike for another half an hour, but if you can ~ I can hold you behind me and blow the wind along the sea and meet the sea breeze ~ Blowing makes us happy. There is nothing wrong. This is an unprecedented feeling. Not far from the noise of the city. I'll help you pack, add a few layers ... the wind blows in your face. I smell you smell like a flower ... the wind blows through your face and brightens your heart. Like lightning. We don't stay in a hotel at night. We sleep. When you meet a shooting star on the roof, please wait for us to take my little Q on a horse and make my wish ~ I hope I will grow up with you for the rest of the time ~ I will look up ~ I hope I can only see the stars ~ The stars will piece together my little friend ~ Dear L.O.V.E, let me spell it first ~ I don't believe you ~ I have never heard such a safe word ~ I have never waited for the sunrise so successfully. Here ~ charge my alarm clock ~ clock mm-hmm ~ so we blow the wind to make us happy. There is nothing wrong. This is an unprecedented feeling. Not far from the noisy city ~ the troubles of the city. Let me wrap it for you, add a few layers ~ times ... the wind blows through your face. I smell you smell like a flower .. The wind blows through your face and brightens your heart. G is like a lightning wind blowing across your face. I smell your fragrance like flowers. That flower will blow across your face, making your heart pure and your eyes as bright as lightning.

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