The lyrics of Huang er's waiting for the rest of his life

The leaves covered her mind

Ink and wash Toucheng

Holding on, I dare not turn around

I'm afraid to become an old article

How deep is the snow in Chunyang

Where is the way back? Snow buried the door

Full of courage

Once the wind and frost have entered the world

I can't cry when I see my old friend

It should be a hard journey

Only with countless samsara deep love

Full of infatuation and anger in Acacia

People say it's very lucky

Don't wait any longer

Passers by, it is clear that the four seasons are like spring

It's hard to see an old friend get angry

Eight thousand miles is like a dream pillow

Cloud and moon

The book is full of human feelings

White headed dusk snow not to be betrayed and bullied

As for the lost news

It should be difficult, especially when the beads are round

I can't cry when I see my old friend

It should be a hard journey

Only with countless samsara deep love

Full of infatuation and anger in Acacia

She is too young

We can't wait any longer

She is too cruel because of the reality

Painting prison City

To sink into the past

All the spectators listened to the rumor

Rumor has it that she

I'll wait for the rest of my life