Is love's spring can't sleep forever
I haven't made a cool night for my lover
With a mouthful, everything is as sparse as before
The pear branch in my arms is the white waisted swift in the hall
What kind of time was that
Warm as spring breeze, breaking dish cocoon, sweet as (last year)
The prodigal son was lucky enough to return to the field
Cooking a romantic meal
How stubborn
Here's to Brittany
Spring in my heart
Sophistry on the lips
Suddenly want to sing a song on the beacon line
The heart of the ferry
How stubborn
Here's to Brittany
Make a decision
Capsize in infatuation
Is it true that you can't lead your lover across the world
When I saw it on the boat, I said it was amazing
On a grand day, the stars shine on Nanke
The pear branch in my arms is a wandering sword
What was the age of sarcasm
All of you, I urge you not to fall in love with me
No one cares about the love poem, no one to pity
The prodigal son was lucky enough to return to the field
Cooking a romantic meal
How stubborn
Here's to Brittany
Spring in my heart
Sophistry on the lips
Suddenly want to sing a song on the beacon line
The heart of the ferry
How stubborn
Here's to Brittany
Make a decision
Capsize in infatuation
Drinking never stops
Life is too soft
Decades of customer sentiment
No scenery to borrow
Summer insects never love winter
It's hard to be April in the world
Looking at the sunshine and rain, who?
The prodigal son was lucky enough to return to the field
Cooking a romantic meal
How stubborn
Here's to Brittany
Spring in my heart
Sophistry on the lips
Suddenly want to sing a song on the beacon line
The heart of the ferry
How stubborn
Here's to Brittany
Make a decision
Capsize in infatuation
Suddenly want to sing a song on the beacon line
The heart of the ferry
How stubborn
Here's to Brittany
Make a decision
Capsize in infatuation
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