A sweet story about flowers, cakes and coffee~a little bit sensational
I seem to still see that sad face yesterday
Sometimes happiness is as hot as a slap in the face
You reminded me not to be afraid to fantasize
Thinking of the longing in my heart that I am accustomed to avoiding
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It's you who holds me tight and looks forward.
I hope the flowers blooming on the shore of my heart
——Excerpted from "You Are Written in My Song" Lyricist: Wu Qingfeng