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Descending angel
Fallen angels, a song by Zheng Zhihua, just had some computer problems recently, so I can't upload this song to, but the lyrics can still be left here.

Why did I write this song? Because I watched a video today, the background music of the video used this song. The whole effect of the video touched me a lot, not only the song itself, but also from the picture of the video, there was no sense of disobedience. It is definitely a classic of that era. So I cut a picture and put it here quietly without any modification and treatment, hoping that it will not be discovered by the original author. ...

I wonder if anyone envies living together for such a long time. In fact, it doesn't matter whether you admire it or not. What matters is whether you have such enthusiasm to enjoy yourself now.

As we often say, beautiful skins are the same, and interesting souls are one in a million.

Descending angel

Singing: Zheng Zhihua

Word: Zheng Zhihua

Song: Zheng Zhihua

Your face is a little decadent.

Thin lips contain a thousand lies.

When the wind blows, I see your slender feet.

High heels stepped on the uneven steps.

Where are you going with heavy makeup?

Your pale eyes

Inadvertently looking back is the familiar neon lights.

You can't find your first tear in the sobbing alley.

Put your soul in an empty pocket and walk to another stranger.

Your face is a little decadent.

Thin lips contain a thousand lies.

When the wind blows, I see your slender feet.

High heels stepped on the uneven steps.

Where are you going with heavy makeup?

Your pale eyes

Inadvertently looking back is the familiar neon lights.

You can't find your first tear in the sobbing alley.

Put your soul in an empty pocket and walk to another stranger.

Hopelessly hysterical and naive.

Deliberate beauty wrapped a jealous woman.

Did you capture others or did others capture your last line of defense?

When you greet a lonely tomorrow with a carnival night.

Your face is a little decadent.

Thin lips contain a thousand lies.

When the wind blows, I see your slender feet.

High heels stepped on the uneven steps.

When the wind blows, I see your slender feet.

High heels stepped on the uneven steps.

With the rapid development of the times, many things around us have undergone earth-shaking changes. Maybe we, as human beings, are also changing with the changes of the times, but some people adapt quickly, others adapt slowly, and they are constantly trying to integrate into this new era.

I didn't know there was such a lost minority who still kept their past thoughts, customs and minds and lived their past lives. It always gives people a feeling of being out of tune with this era, but we think this person is feudal, stuffy and stubborn. Is that really the case? Maybe it's just that his soul is still in that familiar place. ...