Music: Street where the wind lives: /song/3729? Fm=altg_new3
Youth loves it
At dusk, smoke is cooking in the south of the Yangtze River.
The wind dragged the sunset into people's homes. Before you,
The sudden arrival of you in March made me sleepless.
Spring and snow, the coupling of aura comes from the natural
temperament is a magnet, and you also draw all the drunkenness that flows. Carve like an angel
naturally. No one can stop you from being free and easy.
It's hard to give up your affection. Where can I clone your good fortune in the future?
It's not a whim. You blame me for being perfunctory.
You say that love takes all its strength, and you lose trust. You belittle all my vows.
Dear.