Word: Zhang Zhitong

Qu: Mutou Fish (Shu Yanghe)

Don't talk, don't say what you think tonight.

Use music to represent the rhythm to adjust your time difference.

The pulse of dancing in the moonlight sent out branches.

The rhythm climbed up my cheeks and concentrated the light waiting to shine for me.

Yesterday seems to be an inescapable net.

Form a frost net to capture so many treasures of the past.

How I want to fly over clouds and hills with open wings.

The sky is flying over the endless ocean.

Stop, stop, stop. Everybody don't stop.

Stop, stop, stop, stop every night.

Stop, stop, stop. Happiness will never stop.

Stop, stop, stop. Everybody don't stop.

Stop, stop, stop every night.

Stop, stop, stop. We will never stop.

Who is talking to himself in the mirror?

The wind can't help but stop whispering, and the night has set.

Roses still continue to smell.

The lingering fragrance pierced my secret heart.

Yesterday seems to be an inescapable net.

Form a frost net to capture so many treasures of the past.

How I want to fly over clouds and hills with open wings.

The sky is flying over the endless ocean.

Stop, stop, stop. Everybody don't stop.

Stop, stop, stop, stop every night.

Stop, stop, stop. Happiness will never stop.

Stop, stop, stop. Everybody don't stop.

Stop, stop, stop every night.

Stop, stop, stop. We will never stop.

How many crystal tears have been sung from this mourning?

The long and beautiful voice stopped me.