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Who knows the title of this song? One of the lyrics may be: I once loved hard, flowers are like the sea, please don't leave for love. ...
Not surprisingly, this song should be Hua Zai's song "The Disaster of Acacia"

That sentence should be: I used to have a bright eye, ocean deep.

Because love makes each other exist.

Give all the lyrics.

【 Acacia disaster 】

Singing: Andy Lau Lyrics: Zhou Qu:

How many dreams blowing in the wind?

You are the one who sank into the sea.

You brought the news of flowers.

Partial and withered, soon became a mystery.

How much love turns into spring mud

Broken red and green

You can hear grievances in the rain.

Is it me or you?

Have the heart to be ungrateful.

I used to have a bright eye and feelings like the sea.

Because love makes each other exist.

Now if the wind doesn't come, it won't bloom.

There is a piece of acacia left.

It is always at night, and it is still young before it turns white.

Waiting for the arrival of love.

Fall in love with you again

When the earth first opened.

How many dreams blowing in the wind?

You are the one who sank into the sea.

You brought the news of flowers.

Partial and withered, soon became a mystery.

How much love turns into spring mud

Broken red and green

You can hear grievances in the rain.

Is it me or you?

Have the heart to be ungrateful.

I used to have a bright eye and feelings like the sea.

Because love makes each other exist.

Now if the wind doesn't come, it won't bloom.

There is a piece of acacia left.

It is always at night, and it is still young before it turns white.

Waiting for the arrival of love.

Fall in love with you again

When the earth first opened.

Even if the heart is clear, love is like the sea.

Unfinished love in the inner monologue

Hopes and guesses are not surprising.

No longer let acacia become a disaster.

It is always at night, and it is still young before it turns white.

Waiting for the arrival of love.

Fall in love with you again

When the earth first opened.

Fall in love with you again

When the earth first opened.

It is always at night, and it is still young before it turns white.

Waiting for the arrival of love.

Fall in love with you again

When the earth first opened.