There is a girl from Qinghe Building in Huahui Lane who is an old acquaintance of mine.
She played the piano and sang her best song "Jin Se", which contained her home, her love, her hatred, and my loneliness.
Fifty strings of Jinse without reason, one string and one column, thinking about the good years
Zhuang Sheng is obsessed with butterflies in his dream, and looks forward to the Emperor's spring heart entrusted to the cuckoo.
The moon in the sea has tears, the sun in Lantian is warm and jade produces smoke
This feeling can be recalled, but it was already at a loss at that time
Cheng Yinyin walked through the ruins of the broken past, step by step towards everything she had lost.
After the song, the clouds disappeared, and the years to come were as plain as water.
Concept: Girls should be mentally strong, otherwise they will be able to survive