The road is long and slow,
Hungry, thirsty and worried.
It's really hard for me,
Who knows my sadness.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. The Book of Songs Peak and Drum Music
Dead or alive, it's a deal with you. I will hold your hand and be with you forever.
People who know me worry me; If you don't know me, what do you want? Who is this?
The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wang and Li Shu
People who know me say that I am very troubled inside; If you don't know, ask me what I want. God, who did this to me?
He took care of him, but he didn't see him all day, just like him. The Book of Songs, National Style, Feng Wang and Caige.
A girl who picks Artemisia is as long as three seasons if she doesn't see it for a day.
The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Book of Songs, National Style, Qin Feng, Jia Jian.
The reeds by the river are green, and the dew is crystal clear and frosted. My beloved is on the other side of the river.
In the past, I am gone, and the willows are reluctant. Today, I was thinking that it was raining. Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei
When I left home for a distant place, willow trees fluttered in the spring breeze. Now I'm back in my hometown, and snowflakes are flying all over the sky.
Decadence has no beginning, and fresh talents have an end. The Book of Songs, Elegance and Swing
Nothing can't have a good start, but unfortunately, few people can have a good ending. Everything has a beginning, but it rarely ends.
Trouble in my heart is like a robber washing clothes. Think quietly, but can't fly. The Book of Songs, National Style, Lang Feng and Bai Zhou.
The bitterness in my heart can't be erased, just like unwashed dirty clothes. Calm down and think about it, just hate flying without wings.
My aunt thinks about it, but it won't hurt Zhou Nanjuan, the eternal book of songs.
Let me just drink and have fun, so that I won't be sad forever.
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