It's cold in the world
Where is the best friend
Night is not central, thousands of gold scattered, sell wine, smile on the moon
Young people don't know how to travel
The silver grates are broken at the stroke
At that time, I will, and now, I will also recall
The wind sings, the knife shines cool
In the twinkling of an eye, romantic also vicissitudes
Wuling Road, from now on, no one will lead the horse, thunder will sing again
When the morning light breaks, who will fall
Tea meet tears
Frown double eyebrows, trance, dust frost fade
When you know you are drunk, a beautiful woman sings with tears, and geese fly south
Red gauze drooping, speechless, choking, laughing, who is sad
Junmoche, the spring breeze blowing in front of the bottle, was the white jade pendant
A dream back, not back to the moon
Singing for you
The wind sings, the knife shines cool
In the twinkling of an eye, romantic also vicissitudes
Wuling Road, from now on, no one will lead the horse, thunder will sing again
When the morning light breaks, who will fall
Tea meet tears
Frown double eyebrows, trance, dust frost fade
When you know you are drunk, a beautiful woman sings with tears, and geese fly south
Red gauze drooping, speechless, choking, laughing, who is sad
Junmoche, the spring breeze blowing in front of the bottle, was the white jade pendant
A dream back, not back to the moon
Singing for you
When you know you are drunk, a beautiful woman sings with tears, and geese fly south
Red gauze drooping, speechless, choking, laughing, who is sad
Junmoche, the spring breeze blowing in front of the bottle, was the white jade pendant
A dream back, not back to the moon
Singing for you
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