After you left, a summer turned into autumn.
Your printed letters in my book have good features.
Word for word, we parted peacefully.
Nice euphemism and a little pleading.
You have become a routine. It rains in the wrong season.
The tenderness in bright eyes disappeared without a trace.
Layer by layer, the walls of the courtyard trap your heart.
If there is no turning back, there is nothing wrong with it.
How deep is your talent?
How stupid is my love?
Am I too stupid or too serious?
Fantasize about spending my life with you
How deep is your talent?
How stupid is my love?
I don't want to ask or hate.
After all, you are my favorite person.
Music of songs
Music of songs
Once your eyes looked so simple.
Well, point to your clean soul.
Since when are you covered in scars?
Put on a mask if it doesn't hurt.
There are so many paradoxes in the world of love.
Careful may not get full marks.
There is a lack of trust between us.
Finally, I still didn't open my heart.
How deep is your talent?
How stupid is my love?
Am I too stupid or too serious?
Fantasize about spending my life with you
How deep is your talent?
How stupid is my love?
I don't want to ask or hate.
After all, you are my favorite person (ha)
I once asked myself with a wry smile
Take off your disguise one night.
Do you cry too? Oh ~
How deep is your talent?
How stupid is my love?
Am I too stupid or too serious?
Fantasize about spending my life with you
How deep is your talent?
How stupid is my love?
I don't want to ask or hate.
After all, you are the one who loved me.