Lyrics of Han Baoyi's "good omen + endless singing of him + autumn night"

（1） Good omen

I don't know what a good omen is

All of a sudden my eyes were dancing

Is it a happy event

Sweet in my heart like my brow

I don't know what a good omen is

I heard the magpie crowing

Is it a happy event

Follow the spring breeze everywhere

Eyes, they keep jumping

Magpies keep calling

On the contrary, I was confused and confused

I don't know. I'm happy

I don't know if it's trouble

It's a very subtle feeling

I don't know what a good omen is

I'm restless and anxious

Is it a happy event

Sweet in my heart like my brow

Eyes, they keep jumping

Magpies keep calling

On the contrary, I was confused and confused

I don't know. I'm happy

I don't know if it's trouble

It's a very subtle feeling

I don't know what a good omen is

I'm restless and anxious

Is it a happy event

Sweet in my heart like my brow

（2） He can't finish singing

I think of him

I can't forget him

As long as he mentioned it

I want to have him in front of my eyes

I think of him

I can't forget him

As long as he's gone

I will miss him in my heart

Don't laugh at me

I just want to love him

You don't want to be me

I can't hurt him

Be infatuated with him

I think of him

I can't forget him

As long as he's gone

I will miss him in my heart

I think of him

I can't forget him

As long as you mention him

I want to have him in front of my eyes

I think of him

I can't forget him

As long as he's gone

I will miss him in my heart

Don't laugh at me

I just want to love him

You don't want to be me

I can't hurt him

Be infatuated with him

I think of him

I can't forget him

As long as he's gone

I will miss him in my heart

（3） Autumn night

I love the night

I love the night

I love the autumn night with the bright moon hanging high

Some unknown trees

The yellow leaves have been taken off

Only those two or three

So pitiful to tremble on the branch

They feel autumn coming

To leave the world

Clinging to the dead branches

Sing to the moon alone

Gusts of merciless westerly wind

A few more fell to the ground

I love the night

I love the night

I love the autumn night with the bright moon hanging high

Some unknown trees

The yellow leaves have been taken off