My concern
People are like the bright moon in the sky Is not available Love is like a song, leaving only There is no way to separate Why is it just disappointment Fill in my emptiness I didn't kiss goodbye this night Still saying forever Surprise is an excuse Never expected to break up But my heart is still occupied by her every minute She seems to be still silent this month Violin solo solo The bright moon is leaning on the late autumn My concern
My concern
People are like the bright moon in the sky Is not available Love is like a song, leaving only There is no way to separate Why is it just disappointment Fill in my emptiness I didn't kiss goodbye this night Still saying forever Surprise is an excuse Never expected to break up But my heart is still occupied by her every minute She seems to be still silent this month Violin solo solo The bright moon is leaning on the late autumn My concern
gift
The return gift with a stab only trusts defense How cold but still beautiful What you can't get is always precious How to avoid scheming at a disadvantage Reveal awe and test your laws Even if the nightmare is still beautiful Be reconciled to your nobility A suspicious funeral with a bunch of roses Past events are invalid when love has passed away Next generation Bai Rubai is destroyed inexplicably What I got is not that As white as sugar, it was thrown into the world by mistake Death in...
gift
The return gift with a stab only trusts defense How cold but still beautiful What you can't get is always precious How to avoid scheming at a disadvantage Reveal awe and test your laws Even if the nightmare is still beautiful Be reconciled to your nobility A suspicious funeral with a bunch of roses Past events are invalid when love has passed away Next generation Bai Rubai is destroyed inexplicably What I got is not that As white as sugar, it was thrown into the world by mistake Death in...
Old Indian Dove
How can there be loach in the desert Then I flew over a seagull The wind in the Grand Canyon roars past Who said no There's a hot rattlesnake Lying powerless in the dry river Waiting for the rainy season to come and become a swamp The grey wolf is gnawing at the bone of the water deer The vulture hovers and stares at the carrion Two hostile bison duel in the distance on the grassland In an abandoned Baidangqiu Standing a hungry old turtle dove Old Indian dove has few short legs I can liv...
Old Indian Dove
How can there be loach in the desert Then I flew over a seagull The wind in the Grand Canyon roars past Who said no There's a hot rattlesnake Lying powerless in the dry river Waiting for the rainy season to come and become a swamp The grey wolf is gnawing at the bone of the water deer The vulture hovers and stares at the carrion Two hostile bison duel in the distance on the grassland In an abandoned Baidangqiu Standing a hungry old turtle dove Old Indian dove has few short legs I can liv...
November's Chopin
A group of bloodthirsty ants were attracted by carrion, and I looked at the lonely scenery without expression Losing your love and hate began to make it clear that there was nothing else to care about after losing you The dove no longer symbolizes peace. I was finally reminded that the vultures were fed in the square I use a beautiful rhyme to describe love that has been plundered Ah Dark clouds began to cover the night, and the echoes of funerals in the park flew all over the sky The white r...
November's Chopin
A group of bloodthirsty ants were attracted by carrion, and I looked at the lonely scenery without expression Losing your love and hate began to make it clear that there was nothing else to care about after losing you The dove no longer symbolizes peace. I was finally reminded that the vultures were fed in the square I use a beautiful rhyme to describe love that has been plundered Ah Dark clouds began to cover the night, and the echoes of funerals in the park flew all over the sky The white r...
life
Life is like a ruthless knife, which changes our appearance. Wilt before bloom? I have a dream. Youth is like a flowing river. It's too late to say goodbye. Only the numb me was left, without the blood of that year. Look at the flowers falling in the sky, withering in the most beautiful moment. Who will remember that the world once came.
life
Life is like a ruthless knife, which changes our appearance. Wilt before bloom? I have a dream. Youth is like a flowing river. It's too late to say goodbye. Only the numb me was left, without the blood of that year. Look at the flowers falling in the sky, withering in the most beautiful moment. Who will remember that the world once came.
