Doing business today is as good as a ghost, and my heart is hanging in the air.
Think back to last spring, there was a gentleman by the river. I visited again today, but I didn't see my bosom friend.
But seeing a cup of dirt breaks my heart!
Sad, sad, sad, can't bear to cry.
Why come and go? There are dark clouds on the river bank.
Zizizixi, you and I are as good as gold. We have passed the end of the world without enough words. This song will never be played again, and the three-foot lyre will die for you! "
I'm not hitting anyone!
All smiles are friends, but it's hard to find a bosom friend.
Snobbish, snobbish, gentle, who will repeat the confidant!
Boya will not die in the clock, which is an eternal miracle.
Yu Boya broke the piano and thanked her bosom friend.