Song lyrics of Shuangsheng

The flowers in the woods spread the summer hills again

Shishangquan washes away the melancholy clouds and waves Dai Xiaguang

There's a little girl

Wang Qiutong cuts the water crystal

The mountain demon picks berries and makes them red

How many baskets are there

Friendship is growing

How willing to sue Li Shang

Mountain and sea demons are always stubborn

Gather, gather, scatter, wake up, faint fragrance dispel arrogance

Can I accept your praise

Smile on your face

Bumpy growth, far away, in a hurry

Draw a faint fragrance on your fingertips to heal your heart

Can you change your heart

On the hook

Snow lotus gives birth to nine

My favorite is innocence

The world of hatred and kindness is so heavy

Sweep your brows for a sweet atmosphere

It's a pity that the world has changed the temperature of congee after a rainy day

I can't bear it

It's talent to pursue the stars and the stars and be free

The world is singing my song to the future

Dai duohua rushes into the crowd

It's a good thing there's a half way to turn the risk into auspiciousness

Bring your own light

Don't panic to see me clean up the troubled times

South flying geese carry a string of frost on tiles

Old dream makes a good jar

Both the good and the evil play coloratures in books

It's the same on Facebook

Mountain and sea demons are always stubborn

Gather, gather, scatter, wake up, faint fragrance dispel arrogance

Can I accept your praise

Smile on your face

Bumpy growth, far away, in a hurry

Draw a faint fragrance on your fingertips to heal your heart

Can you change your heart

On the hook

Snow lotus gives birth to nine

My favorite is innocence

The world of hatred and kindness is so heavy

Sweep your brows for a sweet atmosphere

It's a pity that the world has changed the temperature of congee after a rainy day

I can't bear it

It's talent to pursue the stars and the stars and be free

Singing to my future

Snow lotus gives birth to nine

My favorite is innocence

The world of hatred and kindness is so heavy

Sweep your brows for a sweet atmosphere

It's a pity that the world has changed the temperature of congee after a rainy day

I can't bear it

It's talent to pursue the stars and the stars and be free

The world is singing my song to the future