Try writing a buddy story. . . . It seems to be written about the end of the year, the end of the year, the end of the year, but unfortunately this article is not even clear water, sigh.
Faye Wong's "Night Party", lyrics: Lin Xi
Just for that strange ring
Look at your slender fingers again
The fingerprint you gave me
I owe you my concern
I'm afraid it will be tonight
Give it back to the angel
Joy comes from coincidence
Why should tears be stubborn?
Walk the same street
Back to two worlds
Forgive you and your ring finger
you make me believe
There really is such a thing as feelings
Oh, it's too luxurious to miss me
I can only envy anyone who is young and ignorant
February 13th ends here
Neon lights are dying
Twelve o'clock will become history
As if nothing happened in the past
It doesn't matter the relationship
We're too late
Re-understand
Coincidence of two people
There is always someone who insists
Go back to the original path
live in the same city
Intention: