Spring has come, the windows are full of green, and Yuanyang is embroidered under the window of the big girl. Suddenly, a heartless stick hit Yuanyang.
Summer comes, Liu Changying flies, and older girls wander the Yangtze River.
Qiu Lai lotus fragrance, the big girl dreams of her hometown every night. When they woke up, they saw the moonlight in front of the window.
Winter is coming, the snow is boundless, and cold clothes are good for your lover. The great wall of flesh and blood is long, and I would like to be the little Jiang Meng of that year.
& lt& lt Night Shanghai >> Night Shanghai You are a city that never sleeps.
The lights began to ring, singing and dancing.
I saw her smiling, but I was depressed.
Nightlife is about eating, wearing, living and traveling.
It is not the wine that is drunk, but the drinker himself.
Hu Tian Alakazam talks about youth.
The light is dim and sleepy.
Let's go back to our hearts and turn the wheels together.
Have a new world and a new environment.
Recall the dream-like nightlife.
It is not the wine that is drunk, but the drinker himself.
Hu Tian Alakazam talks about youth.
The light is dim and sleepy.
Let's go back to our hearts and turn the wheels together.
Have a new world and a new environment.
Recall the dream-like nightlife.
& lt& lt The girl who sings & gt；; Composed by Tian Han and He Luting.
Tianyaya singer
Find a bosom friend
My little sister sings and plays the piano.
Lang, we are of one mind.
Jiashan Bai Ya Wang
Tears, tears on my chest
My little sister has always wanted to be a lang.
Lang, a friend in need is a friend indeed.
Life, who doesn't?
Treasure your youth.
My little sister is like a thread and a needle.
Nirvana in fire is inseparable from wearing together.
My little sister is like a thread and a needle.
Nirvana in fire is inseparable from wearing together.
Alas, alas, we are inseparable together.
& lt& lt Never hate being late for a meeting >> Singer: Bai Guang, word:, song:.
The world is cold, and the world is cold and warm.
I can't stand loneliness.
Travel around the world and suffer
I want to visit you as my traveling companion.
I met you for the first time.
You and I met for the first time
Is it a pity to meet each other late?
I am young, and you are still a teenager.
We don't hate being late.
Permanent knots are concentric and no longer discrete.
Change the environment again
Never hate seeing each other late.
Never hate seeing each other late.
Li Xianglan << cordate telosma >> The south wind blows coolness, the nightingale sings softly, the flowers under the moon fall asleep, and only cordate telosma breathes fragrance.
I love the night, I love the singing of the nightingale, I love the dream like a flower, I hug and kiss the cordate telosma.
Cordate telosma I song for you, Cordate telosma I miss you.
I am song for you, I am song for you, and music.
tuberose
Wu <&the bright moon sends lovesickness thousands of miles away ><: Night surrounds the hood.
The crescent moon on the horizon is like a hook.
Recalling the past is like a dream.
Where can I find my dream again?
People are thousands of miles away.
I was worried until I asked my heart from a distance.
Please give my regards to Yue Ming.
People who miss you often cry.
The moonlight is dim and the night is not over.
Lonely and quiet around.
The cold light on the table is unknown.
Sit alone with me
People are thousands of miles away, and there is no news.
If you want to ask from a distance, there is no evidence.
Please send a message from Yue Ming.
Send me a piece of paper as a parting gift.
& lt& lt meet by chance >> Qu: Zhuang Hong, Ci:
We met in the wind.
It seems that duckweeds seldom get together.
Laugh and play games every morning and evening.
But I can't stand the impact of the wind and waves
Now everything is abandoned.
One day, there will be no storm.
Remember that this is only a temporary farewell.
The meeting is still in progress.
Colorful.
Willow is crying, crying.
Although the vegetation is ruthless
It's also spring
Xiao Xiaozhi is more queer.
You should be free to sing then.
Listen to the voice of love
Don't suffocate it.
Gong << Dream Man >>, Qu:, Ci: Zhen Wu
The moonlight is so blurred.
Night fog on the earth cage
My dream girl.
Where are you?
Listen to the ebb and flow of the sea in the distance.
The pine wind moans.
My dream girl.
Where are you?
music
Spring without roses
The harp seems to be broken.
Living in a world without love
A day is like a year.
The nightingale was crying in the Woods.
Tears splashed on the grass.
My dream girl.
Where are you?