MC Mengtong's lyrics of stroke Yiyang

There are many attractive things in the world, but the most beautiful thing I have ever seen is your smile,

Pen, writing my brilliant, painting, dazzling light.

Ye, falling on my chest, Yang, portraying in the city wall.

An alternative song about wind and rain, clear wind and bright moon blowing partner.

The wind blows another wisp, just waiting for the beauty to look good.

How many times has Wang yeyang written these three words.

How much time and how many days are on my mind all my life.

An alternative song about love, a song about the past.

When can we walk side by side

Writing, the determination to dream, the wind, the sound of blowing.

Write, promise is worth thousands of gold, rain, scattered time.

Looking up at the sky, another engraved in my heart.

If you don't become a Buddha or an immortal, you can only write about the past.

Horizontal as the ridge side into a peak, a song of alternative who fight.

Who in the middle of the night, a person tears in the third shift.

Loneliness is like a song, sadness into whose heart.

Whose words are always too much, who pretends to be free and easy.

Who can read the world, who can read the night.

Whose eyes have not destroyed to see through everything in the world.

A person, a glass of wine, a long way to go alone.

A period of love, immortal, only the wind blowing willows.

The worry of the wind, the long hair caressed by both hands.

Years look back on the moment, only leaves of autumn and summer.

An alternative song has been written, not willing to be extraordinary.

No matter how hard the road ahead is, the blood is burning.