Lyrics of another perfect

The face in the mirror

Always with sad eyes

I'm used to insomnia

The morning dew still soaked the curtains

Some are pale, some miss

The dishes painted with rose pink

No matter how much you love, there are only fragments left

The short summer left a debt

Tomorrow is another day I will not miss again

It all went with time

The more easily I think of you, the more afraid I am to forget you

Summer goes, autumn turns, how can the memory of Shendong resist the cleaning of time

I will cherish my own memory

Don't mention it to me

Missing it is another kind of perfection in my heart

The day of parting

I'm used to missing you

Fragments of wind

The color of the sunset is still red

There are some vicissitudes

There are some missing

Still in this world

Tomorrow is another day I will not miss again

It all went with time

The more easily I think of you, the more afraid I am to forget you

Summer goes, autumn turns, how can the memory of Shendong resist the cleaning of time

I will cherish my own memory

Don't mention it to me

Missing it is another kind of perfection in my heart

The day of parting

I'm used to missing you

Fragments of wind

The color of the sunset is still red

There are some vicissitudes

I miss some of them

Still in this world

I am still thinking about who will accompany me

Short summer, parting autumn

Where am I tomorrow

How can tenderness resist the invasion of cold

The easier to remember, the more afraid to forget

Love is out of reach