Nandu is singing all over the street
In winter, the wind shakes the lamp in the tavern
The girl's warm wine makes you cold
There is no doubt that your heart turns cold first
Wheezing for you
Sweet talk is a complete lie
Drunk at the head of Zhongzheng Road
You give me gold feet
Ling Linglong wakes up the first marriage
Comparable paper cigarette
Anping port water washes away love
The moon is also mercilessly hiding in Dongping mountain
The tavern cried at five o'clock
A sad guitar player
Ah... Ah... Alone
Cold without wind
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