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Baby-Hetu

Lyrics/Music: Tian Zhuo

Winter bugs in tree holes

The warm leaves are Their quilts

Beautiful stars hanging in the sky

Hide countless blinking diamonds

You said you were going to a place far away

The sky is as bright as your eyes

Bring the bubbling oxygen

Accompany you to find that little dream

You cry, you laugh, you are in my arms

So quiet that you fall asleep with a smile on your lips

Baby, baby, just kiss me

Every kiss You all have a sweet taste

You cry, you laugh, you are in my arms

We rely on each other in the cold winter

Baby baby kiss Just fine

You said we would be together until we grow old

You said you would go somewhere far away

The sky is as bright as your eyes

Bring the bubbling oxygen

Accompany you to find that little dream

You cry, you laugh, you are in my arms

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So quiet that I fall asleep with a smile on my lips

Just kiss me, baby, baby

Every time I kiss you, it tastes sweet

You cry, you laugh, you are in my arms

We rely on each other in the cold winter

Baby, baby, just kiss each other

You said that we We will be together

until we grow old

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[00:10.50] Ruhua

[00:16.80]Lyricist: Finale

[00:22.07]Composer/Arranger/Singer: Hetu

[00:29.55]He Light the lamp at night

[00:30.80]Read the Four Books and the Five Classics several times

[00:32.17]It was her childhood sweetheart who stayed by her side

[00 :36.43] She studied the ink under the lamp

[00:37.93]Jing Chai’s sarong with a pair of eyes

[00:39.22]Watching him studying hard for ten years in a cold window, she vowed to go to school Dejindian

[00:43.01]Send your beloved to the ferry

[00:45.81]She said she will wait for you all her life

[00:49.33 ]He said he would wait for me to be named on the gold medal list

[00:51.58] I will definitely live up to your gentleness

[00:56.50]I have been waiting for her to stand at the small ferry for eighteen years

[01:05.50]Eighteen years of tenderness, he slept in the Mingyue Tower

[01:14.33]That Gufan went to Youyou

[01:16.02] All her sorrows and joys Take away

[01:17.83]The willows on the embankment with thousands of threads

[01:21.13]Can’t hold back the rushing river

[01:28.32 ]Watch the spring flowers bloom and fall

[01:30.10]The autumn wind blows the summer moon away

[01:31.79]Winter snows are coming for another year

[01:35.16]She waited until people were thinner than yellow flowers

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[02:07.77]She lit the lamp at night

[ 02:09.32]Jiang Kuoyun looked down several times

[02:10.82]A few sounds of breaking geese in the clouds, how many thoughts were blown away by the west wind

[02:14.89]I miss him under the lamp Research

[02:16.15]A thousand pieces of gold is the number one scholar

[02:17.35]After waiting for him to return home in fine clothes, another year has passed

[02:21.59 ]Who is riding a horse to cross before crossing

[02:24.29] Turn around and call for a sip of wine

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[02:27.79] Asking whose girl it is in a low voice

[02:30.16] For whom is the flower and jade left?

[02:34.92]Eighteen years of waiting She stood at the small ferry

[02:43.87]Eighteen years of tenderness and he slept in Mingyue Tower

[02:52.74]The lonely sail went leisurely

[02:53.92]Take away all her years

[02:56.28]The willows on the embankment with thousands of threads

[02:59.51]Can’t hold back the rushing river

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[03:06.74]Watch the spring flowers bloom and fall

[03:08.38]The autumn wind blows the summer moon away

[03:10.42]The winter snow comes again It’s a year

[03:13.53]She waited until the snow covered her brows

[03:20.91] She heard the sound of Xingmu closing

[03:22.79] In the story, she is still waiting

[03:24.48]The storyteller closed his fan and told the story from the beginning

[03:27.67]Who shed tears and wet his sleeves

[03:34.80] She walked through the willows on the embankment

[03:36.52]The small ferry at sunset

[03:38.26]The scenery is still as gentle as in the past

[03:41.54]But the river never looks back

Jin

Lyricist: Finale

Composer/arranger/singer: Hetu

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Dubbing: Xiao Miao Yuan Yuan Lan

Remix: Si Cha

Support Mo Mingqi Miao and support originality

Ouyang Feng: Every Every time it rains, I will think of someone.

She used to like me very much. I don’t know if it’s a coincidence or other reasons, but every time I leave her for a long trip, it rains.

She said it’s because she’s unhappy. Later she married my brother.

On her wedding day, I left Baituo Mountain.

The peach blossoms bloomed in that month that year, and the woman was dressed in red and had black hair

She got drunk when she smiled, and the most beautiful fireworks were nothing but the remaining clouds in the sky

Two riders chasing the wind and bridle together At that time, Zongma only wished to join hands in the end of the world

Time is like quicksand, this eternal alliance is a flash of glory

Suddenly we are strangers and we greet the newlyweds with cold eyes, Chu Chu in red clothes and red candles

Is it in front of us or in front of us? At the end of the sky

Only the heavy rain that night swept away without a care in the world

Let’s see who loses in this bet

Spring is gone and the flowers are silent

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Ouyang Feng: There is something I will never say again after tonight.

Would you like to follow me?

Who saw it? Spring comes and flowers bloom again

Sister-in-law: I won’t follow! Remember, from today onwards

Luoluo Chensha turns around and leaves

I am your sister-in-law, and there is only one person who can hold my hand in the future,

that is Your brother, others are not qualified!

I can’t let go for the rest of my life

You can’t tell whether he is duplicitous or not, whether he loves her or not

He is far away yet so close in front of you

The flower that is reflected by the water

(Just break it and let it go, forget it. If you can’t touch it)

Who said that this season’s flowering period is late

Who said that the flowers burned the White Camel Mountain

Who said that the past has been forgotten

Who looked to the west when the sky was full of yellow sand

Shou Watching a person's life forever

Ouyang Feng: After the Beginning of Spring, the Waking of Insects comes soon.

A friend comes to see me every year at this time,

but he didn’t come this year. Not long after,

I received a letter from Baituoshan. My sister-in-law passed away due to a serious illness in the fall of two years ago.

Ouyang Feng: That night I suddenly wanted to drink.

In the end, I drank half of the bottle of "Drunken Life and Dreams", as if it was normal,

I Keep going about my business.

Ouyang Feng: In the next few nights, I had the same dream.

I dreamed that the peach blossoms in my hometown were blooming. I suddenly remembered,

It turns out that I have not been back to Baituo Mountain for many years.

At sunset, look at how many old trees and dusky crows there are in the desert sands

The wind sounds like snow at the place where the soul is broken, killing people from all directions in the dusk

It is difficult to calculate in the hearts of the people. God's will burns away all the evil karma

Without worries and cares, it is free and unrestrained or unable to answer

The ashes of the calamity have passed and the bright moon is gone, the red face in the sky and the loess are still the beginning

Faint features in the dream

This half-life has been cocooned, only one love is shorter than the morning dew

Even if it is nothingness in the end, it is difficult to wake up

Is it a drunk life and a dream, or is it nostalgia for her, or will she eventually return to dust

How many dead branches are there under the yellow sand

Through time and windy sand

(If you can’t understand it, don’t want to understand it, don’t forget it either)

The distant eyes on the river in my hometown

The clear sound of the wind and the splashing of blood

Who embarks on the thousandth robbery

Who loves The flower reflected in the water

Whose voice flows clearly through the wind and sand

Is it drunkenness, dreaming, death, nostalgia, or will she end up in dust

There is something under the yellow sand How many dead branches

Through time and wind and sand

(If you can’t understand it, don’t want to understand it, don’t forget it)

The head with a life-like face Ah

Buried under the vast expanse of blue waves

How to find it? Do you still remember

Keep the most beautiful moment in the years

Facing the wind and sand covering the sky

Ouyang Feng: When I have nothing to do, I will look at the White Camel Mountain.

I clearly remember that there was a woman waiting for me there. .

Actually, "Drunk to death" was just a joke she played on me.

The more you wonder if you have forgotten,

you will remember clear. I once heard someone say,

When you can no longer have it, the only thing you can do is to make yourself not forget it.

Spring has gone and the flowers are silent

Spring has come and flowers are still blooming

If you don’t believe in flowers, you have faith

Red shadows are all over the wind and sand

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Li Bai of Chang'an

Wearing a white shirt and a gilded saddle, you went to Chang'an with a sword in that year

The ink painting of horseback reflecting the green mountains reflects the prosperous Tang Dynasty A Thousand Years

I picked up the breeze and flicked my sword and flew across the Peach Blossom Spring

If you say you are proud, you must enjoy yourself, drink wine and sing to paint the world

Five years old Recite Liujia and observe hundreds of schools at the age of ten

At the age of fifteen, you can be gifted with the skills of swordsmanship

Leave the Shu Road and visit the Five Tombs of China to eliminate bullies

Overnight Visiting ancient temples in Jinling, laughing and drinking green buds

Three hundred thousand taels, waving hands and scattering the Ming Dynasty to the end of the world

Waiting for the letter of frustration to be poured into the wine glass and drinking wine to see the world

It’s a matter of course Riding on the clouds and enjoying the colorful clouds, I will live up to this time

After success, I will whisk my clothes at dawn and go to any home in the world

Who can use a long sword to pick out the warmth and coldness of the world

The Paper Fan Writer Looking back at the casual Tang poetry that has been passed down for thousands of years

Who can write the half-life of the Tang Dynasty with only one hand

Looking at the flowing clouds, I can’t finish singing this clear string in any time

One Wearing a white shirt and a gilded saddle, that year you came out of Chang'an with a cynical attitude towards the world

When you arrived in Luoyang to enjoy the peonies, you learned that you would drink a thousand cups without stopping

You can't wait to sigh that you are so chivalrous in your bones. Chapter

The slanderous words of An Neng and the powerful made me unhappy

In the past, in Chang'an, I was drunk with flowers, willows, five princes and seven nobles sharing a glass of wine

I was romantic and willing to be in front of the powerful man. Falling behind others

Golden and white jade, buying songs and laughing, getting drunk and being a moonlight prince

The immortal is waiting to ride the yellow crane, and the sea traveler has no intention of following the white gull

Qu Ping's poems and poems hang over the sun and the moon The empty hills on the terrace of the King of Chu

With great enthusiasm, I wrote a poem about the Five Mountains and became the Smiling Proud Ling Cangzhou

If fame and wealth were long in the Han River, they should also flow northwest

Fine wine I put a thousand dendrobiums in my heart to sell off the eternal sorrow with you

Bai: Come, come, come and drink three hundred cups with me without getting drunk or returning

The rolling Yangtze River has collected thousands of poems from the prosperous Tang Dynasty

How many long scrolls of paintings praising you in the vastness of the ages

The blue sky reflects you before you drink flowers happily

Ren Qingshi can’t finish singing this poem in turn. String

Who can use a long sword to pick out the warmth and coldness of the world

The Tang poetry casually written by the paper-fan poet in retrospect has been passed down for thousands of years

Who can single-handedly write down the style of the Tang Dynasty for half a century? Smoke

Looking at the flowing clouds, I can’t finish singing this clear string in any time

The rolling Yangtze River has collected thousands of poems from the prosperous Tang Dynasty

How many long scrolls of pictures and poems praise you in Haohao Through the ages

The blue sky reflects you before you drink flowers happily

Ren Qingshi can’t finish singing this clear string in turn

Burial

Lyrics/Music: Tian Zhuo

Singer: Hetu

Darkness on such a night

Love and dreams falling from the wrist

Red and cold hope

Falling in the air and flowing slowly

Your love is my grave

The strange blood-colored flowers blooming in the cemetery

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Your despair is in full bloom

My love is scratched by petals

I picked up the black soil and buried myself

Guarding the last piece A place full of flowers

Flower vines growing around the tombstones

Burying you covered with despair

Blood-colored sadness

I hold Pick up the black soil and bury yourself

Guard the last place full of flowers

Flower vines twine and grow on the tombstone

Bury your despair

Bloody Sorrow

Flowers and vines growing around the tombstones

Bury you covered in despair

Bloody Sorrow

Dragon Demon

Pictures annihilated by thousands of years of dust

Time cannot open the end of dreams

Dream of purple lightning in the nine heavens

Lies Tear apart by me in an instant

I am guarding you on the mountain top shrouded in mist

The oath of mankind

The wind laughs loudly at the feet

The oath of faith of the ignorant

Begins to transform in the clouds

From the dream Open your demonic eyes

Break through the nine-day catastrophe of destruction

I want to stand on the highest sky

Chaoge

Lyrics: Qu Mengni

Music: Tian Zhuo

Production: Burial Studio

Singer: Hetu

◎Original work by Mo Mingqi Miao Music Team ◎

The palace haunted by history

The place trampled by evil things

Who is piling up the soil left over from ancient times

The hero The corpses are buried on the battlefield

Listen to the singers singing in the pavilions

Who is adhering to whose faith

Watch the colorful clothes waving their incomplete wings

Whose wish is it to explore the treasure downstairs

Who is insisting on whose belief

Watch the colorful clothes waving their incomplete wings

Exploring Whose wish will be the treasure under the star tower

◎Mo Ming Qimiao original music team◎

Who is the strong bell ringer

Who is guarding the mourning girl? By my side

Those who seal the direction of the return of the soul

Whose prayers are guiding me to fly in the hall

The hall that has been burned by the war

Depicting the appearance of the God of Heaven

He held back his tears but sang stubbornly

The withered dandelions were printed with his sadness

Who is insisting on whose belief?

Look at Nishang waving her incomplete wings

Whose wish is it to explore the treasure downstairs

Who is adhering to whose belief

Watch the colorful clothes waving their incomplete wings

Whose wish is it to explore the treasure downstairs

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[00:02.92]Who are you listening to calling you

[00:08.55]Mother is still waiting for you in the distance

[00:14.98]Retrieve your childhood memories

[00:21.17]Go home and watch Look at the hometown that loves you in my heart

[00:29.17]You said you want to go to a distant place

[00:35.27]Do you still have the memory of home in your eyes

[00:40.84]In another city

[00:46.59]Do you feel your mother’s painstaking efforts

[00:54.31]Home is like a familiar memory

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[01:00.30]Maybe you don’t care

[01:06.17]But in my hometown far away

[01:11.93]There is a person who keeps silence alone I miss you

[01:17.80]Who are you hearing calling you

[01:23.83]Mother is still waiting for you in the distance

[01 :29.89]Hurry up and hold your breath

[01:36.08]Listen to the wind as your mother’s voice calling you

[01:41.96]Listen to who is calling you

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[01:47.71]Mother is still waiting for you in the distance

[01:54.15]Retrieve your childhood memories

[02:00.27]Back Go home and see the hometown that loves you in my heart

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[02:56.06]Home is like a familiar memory

[03:02.24] You may not care

[03:08.19]But in my hometown far away

[03:14.25]There is a person who is alone and misses you silently

[03:20.25]Who do you hear calling you

>[03:26.63]Mother is still waiting for you in the distance

[03:32.94]Hurry up and hold your breath

[03:39.44]Listen to the wind, it is mother calling you Voice

[03:45.46]Who are you listening to calling you

[03:51.70]Mother is still waiting for you in the distance

[03:58.01 ]Retrieve your childhood memories

[04:04.64]Go home and see the place where you are loved in my heart

[04:10.64]Go home and see the people who love you in my heart Hometown

[04:18.89]End

[00:00.00]Doll

[00:03.50] Lyrics/Music: Hetu

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[00:16.30]I am the dream you no longer want

[00:24.33]You no longer paint me with beautiful makeup

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[00:31.79]Without you

[00:34.27]Without your handkerchief, I don’t care whether my face is dirty or not

[00:47.92]You hold me Your doll

[00:55.89]Just like you once held me

[01:03.93]Where you left me

[01: 10.68]I looked gently at a dead cat

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[01:20.67]A mouse asked me if I wanted to >[01:28.46]Go to a place with it

[01:36.57]Santa Claus made a paradise for the abandoned doll

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[01:52.19]The dead princess

[01:55.03]The bitten lollipop

[01:58.56]The blood of the doll with severed hands flows into the fold Pond of Necked Swans

[02:07.93]Every day is a carnival festival

[02:14.56]Every day is the sadness of abandonment

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[02:23.93]A brown bear inserted a branch into the tin soldier's chest

[02:31.17]Those happy trees began to grow hoarsely

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[03:28.34]A brown bear thrust a branch into the tin soldier's chest

[03:35.16]Those happy trees began to grow hoarse

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[03:43.95]The dead princess

[03: 47.17]The bitten lollipop

[03:50.45]The blood of the doll with severed hands flows into the pond of the swans

[04:00.16]Every day is a carnival Festival

[04:06.63]Every day there is the sadness of being abandoned

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[04:16.11]I can no longer stay with you In my arms

[04:22.56]I can’t smell the faint fragrance of your hair

[04:32.06]I want to go to the place that belongs to me

[04:38.55]I want you to see where I am going

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[04:48.10]At midnight I will use a knife made of despair

[04:55.14]Get away from your doll

[04:59.02]Bring your eyes on

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Returning the Shadow (Twins Zichuan Record)

Lyricist: Yan 31

Composer/Arranger: Hetu

Original Singer: Hetu

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A black film reappears so many years ago

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Fighting in the war

Freeze and adjust the sight

In the camera, Jin Ge has no chance to meet history

A few chapters are complete. Smoke

The Jinse string carves two lingering moments

When you look back, you only see three lives flowing all the way to the Qinhuai River

One sound is ready to start, and fate can lead it several times

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Thousands of years ago there were wars and flames

Thousands of dreams were cut off in whose hands

Replaying the grievances can be understood and borrowing a face

Reshaping a family and country Dream

The camera slides across the sky with only a lonely bird

Several lives and one sky

In the past, it would have been a passionate and courageous battle

against the wind I waved my long sword and felt like I was in a trance so many years ago

Heroes shed blood and spoke freely

The stars twinkled a little

It seemed like the last volume of the decisive battle in the green forest

After a few chapters, the wind and smoke are gone

The Jinse string carves out two lingering moments

When you look back, you only see three lives flowing all the way to the Qinhuai River

The sound of preparing to start a performance can lead to directing it several times

The camera in the hand is stable for a thousand years

The broken love of a thousand-year dream is understandable

I don’t know whose face a thousand years later

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Reshape the moon at this time

History jumps out of the book and makes a lot of noise

Restore the dream of a lifetime

In the dream, there is a bloody battle between gold and iron. Hero

Lyrics produced by: Jiuyuan

Thousands of years ago there were wars and flames of war

Thousands of years of dreams are cut off in whose hands

Replaying grudges can be understood A face

Reshape a dream of family and country

The camera slides across the sky with only a few lone stars

Several lives and a sky

Change it The bloody and thorny battle back then

The camera in my hand has been stable for thousands of years

The broken love of Qianqiu dream is understandable

I don’t know whose face a thousand years later

Reshape the moon at this time

History leaps out of the book and makes a lot of noise

Restore the dream of a lifetime

In the dream, there is a bloody battle between heroes and heroes

[00:16.27] Past Events

[00:22.72]Words: Hetu/Yuan Zhengkang

[00:26.15]Music: Hetu

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[00:32.03]Sing: River Map

[00:41.67]Whose destination is closed when a book of past events is closed

[00:44.46]Who is in full bloom The fireworks hurriedly ended in the sky

[00:47.64] Forgot to record a yellowing book

[00:51.25] The happiness that passed by while walking

[00:54.56]An old dress wraps the warmth of prayer

[00:57.19]The lost cross falls into the footsteps of the soil

[01:00.85]Curse Blessing Poppies nurtured by holy water

[01:04.12]Holy evil eternity is the most beautiful witchcraft

[01:12.76]I see the hasty care in God’s eyes

[01:17.86]Not the road I want

[01:19.10]I saw the pale loneliness in God’s eyes

[01:23.64]Start my new journey

[01:24.79]The bloody fog of death keeps urging

[01:38.24]I hear the sad outpouring from the mouth of God

[01:42.89 ]Can't stop my steps

[01:44.46]I heard the desperate cry from the mouth of God

[01:49.26]The curtain of pursuit unfolds

[01:50.96]The final destination of purple eyes in the night

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[02:32.06]A requiem opens the silver coffin

[02:35.12

] Falling roses reflected in red eyes

[02:38.44]Betrayal and support the art of fang manipulation

[02:41.87]Tender and cruel moments are the most indifferent

[02:50.12]I heard the sorrowful pouring out of God’s mouth

[02:54.81]Can’t stop me

[02: 56.50]I saw the desperate cry in God’s eyes

[03:01.21]This is not the path I want

[03:02.44]The bloody fog of death keeps urging

[03:15.65]I heard the sorrowful pouring out of God’s mouth

[03:20.43]Can’t stop me

[03:22.27]I saw God The pale loneliness in the eyes

[03:27.15]The curtain of pursuit unfolds

[03:28.27]The final destination of purple eyes in the dark night

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People coming and going

I must leave, my flowers

I remember sitting at the foot of the garden steps many times

Look at those petals, blooming like a fairy tale

The beautiful roses are very fragrant, and people are coming and going in front of the steps

I know that after a long time, my flowers

I remember many times, those flowers bloomed and fell

Looking at those fairy tales, from beauty to sadness

I began to think that people no longer laugh when walking on the road

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Let me take another look at you, my flower

Keep you in my eyes and keep your evil thoughts far away

After many years, will there be a child

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Walking on the steps of the garden, watching the fairy tale bloom in my dream

Let me look at you again, my flowers

Keep you in my eyes, evil thoughts Stay far away

After many years, will there still be a child?

Walking on the steps of the garden, watching the fairy tales in my dreams unfold

I am walking on the heavy On the road

The children on the steps looked at me

People coming and going

I know that after a long time, my flowers

I remember many times, those flowers bloomed and fell

Looking at those fairy tales, from beauty to sadness

I began to think that people no longer laugh when walking on the road

Let me take another look at you, my flower

Keep you in my eyes and keep evil thoughts far away

After many years, will there be a child

Walking on the steps of the garden, watching the fairy tales bloom in my dreams

Let me take a look at you again, my flowers

Keep you in my eyes, and keep evil thoughts in the distance

After many years, will there still be a child?

Walking on the steps of the garden, watching the fairy tales in my dreams unfold

I am walking on a heavy road

The children on the steps looked at me

People coming and going

People coming and going

People coming and going~~~~~~ ~

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