The garden is full of roses
My heart is in disorder when I stroll among the flowers
Last year and today
Now I don't see the old people
It's hard to see each other every day
The butterfly's heart is colder
Amorous is more bitter than merciless
Who has pity on the red candle
The night is full of tears
My heart is like the wind at night
Love can't be broken, disease can't be broken
No one sighs at the flying catkins of the fallen willows
There are thousands of knots in my heart
Tearful eyes ask Hua Hua speechless
Who accompanies Chan Juan in a soft dream
The garden is full of roses
My heart is in disorder when I stroll among the flowers
Last year and today
Now I don't see the old people
It's hard to see each other every day
The butterfly's heart is colder
Amorous is more bitter than merciless
Who has pity on the red candle
Shuilian road is long
The heart is as miserable as Coptis chinensis
Lonely spring courtyard
Drink alone to the moon
There are thousands of knots in my heart
Wordless tears
Tender feelings
Who accompanies Chan Juan in a drunken dream
The night is full of tears
It's hard to sleep like the wind at night
Love can't be broken, disease can't be broken
No one sighs at the flying catkins of the fallen willows
A thousand knots in one's heart
Tearful eyes ask Hua Hua speechless
Tender feelings
Who accompanies Chan Juan in a drunken dream
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