Lyrics of counting fingers by Guan Xinyan

Two seconds later, your forehead will sweat

I'm breaking up today and you're hopeless

Come on, listen to me. Every crime is like a list

You accompany me as if you are separated from each other

Unintentional and amnesia

It's like a concussion

It's like winter clothes to me

Spring will never be seen again

Can't you guess? I'm insulted

It's like I live under your feet

OOh…… Can't you guess it's lonely at home

Leaving you, the window screen has been put down

Listen to the story and count your fingers

How many times do you kiss me, how many times do you see the sea, how many times do you see the roses

The significance of dragging hands is not comparable to the competition

Count the happy days

Never opened the mountain, once hugged a thousand times, said the name a thousand times

Today, however, there are still mistakes

Two seconds later, your forehead will sweat

I'm breaking up today and you're hopeless

Come on, listen to me. Every crime is like a list

You accompany me as if you are separated from each other

Unintentional and amnesia

It's like a concussion

It's like winter clothes to me

Spring will never be seen again

Can't you guess? I'm insulted

It's like I live under your feet

OOh…… Can't you guess it's lonely at home

Leaving you, the window screen has been put down

Listen to the story and count your fingers

How many times do you kiss me, how many times do you see the sea, how many times do you see the roses

The significance of dragging hands is not comparable to the competition

Count the happy days

Never opened the mountain, once hugged a thousand times, said the name a thousand times

Today, however, there are still mistakes

If you do it, you like me

I will tell you in my heart

Count your ice cream

I wish I could treat you all my life

It's not safe at last

I'll run away today

Listen to the story and count your fingers

How many times do you kiss me, how many times do you see the sea, how many times do you see the roses

The significance of dragging hands is not comparable to the competition

Count the happy days

Never opened the mountain, once hugged a thousand times, said the name a thousand times

Today, however, there are still mistakes

Count your fingers

How many times do you kiss me, how many times do you see the sea, how many times do you see the roses

The significance of dragging hands is not comparable to the competition

Count the happy days

Never opened the mountain, once hugged a thousand times, said the name a thousand times

Today, however, there are still mistakes