Wind, I want to be like the wind, free, invisible, without any attachment.
Wind, the representative word of untouchable, no, it should be unspeakable.
Wind, now bound.
Wind, no longer free.
Wind, who caught her.
Wind, Wendy.
Wind, she is.
What on earth made her stop and bound her...
Here is the address of the song about the wind
http://ting. Baidu. Com/player/index. Html?__MethodName=mboxCtrl. PlaySong&__argsValue=825798&fm=altg3
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