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Stick to an idea
Lyrics: Yan Yidan
Singing: Hugh &; Alan Dawa Dolma
Hu: Single thought and persistent thought.
Destined to be a moth to the fire
Why are you at a loss when you know it's a disaster?
Lan: It's best not to look, and don't look.
So I won't fall in love with you
One more step. Rub your shoulders.
Just degenerate step by step.
Combination: it is the "wrong" of time.
Let's just "miss"
How much I miss you.
If I had known it was bitter.
I don't want to escape at this moment
The word "poor" is too dazzling.
Two worlds later
This is a "mistake" in time.
We can only "miss"
How much I miss you and how far I am from you.
Knowing the ending early is an irresistible mistake.
Stay at this moment
Be affectionate.
At the end of this article
Three inches of heaven
Lyrics: Yan Yidan
Singing: Liu Shishi
Stop here and dare not continue.
Let the sadness not be staged.
On the next page, you wrote your farewell speech.
I can't refuse.
We walked in such a hurry on this road.
Embrace unreal desires.
Can't wait to look back and enjoy it.
Mulan incense can't cover the wound.
No longer see the sun's rays in the sky through the clouds.
No longer looking for a promised paradise
No longer lament what you said about impermanence.
Three inches of sunlight cannot be borrowed.
Heaven is where I love you.
interlude
Waiting for your season
Lyrics: Yan Yidan
Singing: Liu Shishi
Wait for summer and autumn.
Wait until next season.
Wait until the moon is gone.
You will come to me.
Do you want to meet again?
I can't help but miss it.
Suddenly want to see your face
Familiar feeling
You can walk in the wind, frost, rain and snow without holding hands.
If we can't meet, we will miss each other.
I just want you to know.
I'm really fine.
Love life
I will wait for you to get old, too.
I just want you to know.
I can't let it go or forget it.
interlude
Carve love
Lyrics: Riyun
Composer: Zheng Jiajia
Arranged by Zheng Jiajia
Singing: Zheng Jiajia
Without mountains and tombs, it is a promise to be in harmony with you.
Unfortunately, the promise is not absolutely certain.
Maybe the end of things is fragile. Who says poets don't make mistakes?
Maybe love is a short-lived fireworks.
It's just that we think too much.
The night is cold, the dream is broken, and the bell is full of flowers.
It's a pity that dreams are short and it's hard to kiss often.
The voice of missing in the dark is quiet but sad.
This is a bold hope that the mountain without grave will meet heaven.
Although love has fierce rights, don't let the dust cover up the scenery.
When the heartache keeps flowing, listen to the cry of the river.
Entrust time to carve love.
Let the noisy age stand still for us.
You are my memory and my courage to carve.
It takes a flower and a grass to see the sculptor clearly.
A tree and a bird were carved into dusk.
Recorded the wood grain of life with one heart and one hand.
Forget and remember how deep love is.
Hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, spend our troubled times together.
Write our story with happiness, sadness and tears.
Afraid of the fragile ending of love, who says poets don't make mistakes?
Fear of love is a short-lived fireworks, but we think too much.
Love too much and think too much.
Although love has fierce rights, don't let the dust cover up the scenery.
When the heartache keeps flowing, listen to the cry of the river.
Although love has fierce rights, don't let the dust cover up the scenery.
When the heartache keeps flowing, listen to the cry of the river.
Entrust time to carve love.
Let the noisy age stand still for us.
You are my memory and my courage to carve.