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Some lyrics of micro-band
Hippo when I play the CD in time

Who dragged me to swim in the river?

Who let hippos on the beach?

Buy non-GMO soybeans online.

The river is already high.

As tall as a green leather train.

Fireflies cannot use flashlights.

Walking alone in the grass, crying under the water.

Camel with high head

Who is wasting water?

Twist a stone overnight.

Refine light in a pot

Grab a handful of moonlight

Warm winter in your arms. As a good person, you just

Green train

The passengers inside

This is your Chang 'e.

cement (mortar) flooring

Crushed windmill

Maybe you

The only river

Hippopotamus in the river

Like a pot of highland barley wine.

Bag containing

Woodpecker's bracelet sits by the river in the afterlife.

Look at the starry sky in this world.

Sitting under the eaves on the other side

Count the stars on the shore, one or two. ...

road

Take a walk on the road

Look at the heart.

Take a walk in your heart

Watch the road.

you listen to me

Void dharma realm

Meet at marriage

Everything is tiny.

you listen to me

inappreciable

People do things for themselves.

Read Buddha and the Devil

on the way

Take the heart.

In my heart

depart

When the road comes to an end, it is the road.

Be careful to come to an end, it's all heart.

Poplar and locust trees

Moths and pebbles

They are the road to the heart and the heart on the road.

Wang Xiaohong hehe Liu Xiaopeng

Li he

They are the hearts on the road and the hearts on the road.

on the way

You need a lifetime.

Get back on the road

In my heart

You need a lifetime.

In order not to die in my heart

on the way

You must go where you are.

In my heart

You must go to your heart ...

trade

The wind is sleeping in the wind.

Take a rest in the rain during the rainstorm.

Huge waves are meditating in the waves.

The fire meditates in the fire.

Potatoes walk in the soil.

Hollow nature of stone in stone

The Woods are playing the piano in the Woods

The grassland dances on the grass

The mountains are flying in the mountains.

The earth is rooted in the air.

The ocean shepherds sheep at sea.

The sun blooms in yin and yang.

Everything has no shadow in it.

Five elements without trace.

Tathagata revels in the future.

Subtle nirvana in the micro.

buy

Buy wind, rain, clouds and the moon

buy

Buy mountains, land, water and rivers.

deal

Changed the lid.

It's all gone

Fell and ran away.

light of Buddha

We sat down along the street, tore off the extra hair, chewed up the noodles we wanted to eat, and the water stopped flowing behind us. Our sisters sneezed at our backs and walked in the street. The dust in the air was wet by the rain and stuck to our faces. We passed a group of children who were bouncing around with rubber bands burning coal and drinking boiled water on their backs. The baby in a woman's belly died when she was born, and the walls were covered with newspapers, and there were phone calls everywhere.

Where did everyone go? A pair of eyes in the mirror stopped turning. Where did everyone go?

Where is the man? ...

The roof of this house has been eaten away by insects. The master rotted in bed three months ago. We looked up at his bed, burning coal and drinking water. There are no women in the street. We looked up at his bed.

A group of children sat silently under the street lamp, and they crowded together.

dressed in red

The gods left the cup on the table behind us.

Shake it and it will move, but we are still used to touching the faint Buddha light on the cold wall in the dark night. A group of black butterflies flew across the road, as silent as death. They are bloodier than darkness, and a page is torn in the wind.

At dusk, they heard a man hammering a nail on the wall next door. They saw people's hair bleeding. They pulled out black silk in the air, crossed the roadside plants and burned their wings.

The gong sound through the potato, through the withered poplar trees a century ago, sounded the cells beating on the ground. Armor in the north wind, in the fear of insufficient evidence, still plays the role of living clothes. The expelled, the moved and the cohabiting are all in the north wind. They shout, they shout, they can't shout your name. They can't call your name.

But we are still used to touching the faint Buddha light on the cold wall in the dark night, but I hear a faint voice in my ear. In the dark of the cold street, a tearful girl said, I will cry when I am cold.

I cry when I am cold.

I cried.

But I'm still on the wall. I am used to touching the Buddha's light on the wall in the dark night and on the cold wall. The needles in the bird's capsule and flute cave set themselves on fire. The beans on the moon blade of the Atlantic light Nu Wa. ........

Ah, they run, they run, they guess, they suspect, like dismemberment, like panic, like despair, like rough ground, they run, they run, they jump, they jump.

They roll, roll and run. They run, they run.

They can't run. They don't move.

They wander around at night. ...

be born

Give me the upper reaches of the Li Shizhi River.

God, my hometown.

Those wings that end in flight

Back to my mother's apocalypse.

The prophecy drifted to the milky way.

Eyes glistened with the song of the Holy Spirit.

An era has begun.

An era is over.

But the night is the devil of mankind.

There are stars in the universe.

This is my mother's love.

Let me travel all over the world.

In the long night

Lonely Planet Six Degrees

In the boundless darkness

A person's fate

This is a box on the water.

Drift into the dusk

Never opened it.

People are looking for a way out in the street.

Fill the house with sundries.

Their hands left the soil.

Took plants and animals.

Took the water but didn't cry.

The man sitting behind the rock.

Grab the dirt and eat it.

Then the storm came from behind him-coming soon-

The earth is running.

We set out.

Youth burns in the desert fire.

Hey, throw away your Chinese textbook.

Let's be like a long river

Run to the finish line in the fish

An era has died.

An era was born. ...