The short dream in the afternoon, the first kiss in junior high school
The ring of the record didn't take root
The palmprint of the popular Era
The closed door lights up
The youth without place
This moment regenerates in the echo
How many times have you been on the verge of success
To pick up the dust
And the resonance you cherish
Those days are recognizable
Still without regret
Shake off the dust again
The most honest part of life
Witness with us
I'm stubborn, but I'm sincere
The rest of the table is the nickname of the child
The early spring has its mark
The palmprint of the memory of those who loved
The closed door lights up
The youth without place
This moment regenerates in the echo
Don't ask if it's possible
To pick up the dust
And the resonance you cherish
Those days are recognizable
Still without regret
Shake off the dust again
The most honest part of life
Witness with us
I'm stubborn, but I'm sincere
To pick up the dust
And the resonance you cherish
Those days are recognizable
Still without regret
Shake off the dust again
The most honest part of life
See you in the future
We love fiercely and sincerely
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