The red and purple paper fans are getting old
But the situation remains the same
I often remember that she gave me the fan
When you say goodbye to me
The red and purple paper fans are eroding
But the memory didn't fade
Often remember that day in the bitter smile
She said she would come back in the future
Often in the long night, holding a fan, looking lonely
I wish I could see her eyes
If people cross examine me, I have to deny and lie
I just want to see the moonlight
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The red and purple paper fans are getting old
But the situation remains the same
I often remember that she gave me the fan
When you say goodbye to me
Often in the long night, holding a fan, looking lonely
I wish I could see her eyes
If people cross examine me, I have to deny and lie
I just want to see the moonlight
I just want to see the moonlight
I was afraid to see who was looking far away
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