Lyrics of Wan Fang's happy reception

Little cute, come on! Give me a smile! HOHO

The mailbox doesn't have your latest letter

I can't see your amorous people in the street

Only walk in the morning and dusk in the rain

My lonely soul

Living another morning

The boring sparrow stopped on the pole

Looking at the direction it doesn't understand

Leaning on the balcony

What this spring looks like

Peace is my yearning

The warmth of March

A distant past

One late night in May

I had such a dream

That afternoon in July

I heard something about you

September hasn't come yet

Last on screen

Type the end of the play

Someone else who plays a story

I'm in those plots

Reminiscence of the past journey

It's an end of the evening

The warmth of March

A distant past

One late night in May

I had such a dream

That afternoon in July

I heard something about you

September hasn't come yet

Last on screen

Type the end of the play

Someone else who plays a story

I'm in those plots

Reminiscence of the past journey

It's an end of the evening