Leisurely Acacia, strings under the heart, amorous feelings come thousands of miles, flowers fall into the tree home, do not need to think about it, secretly groaning away. Empty green smoke wave, curl to the end, I promised with you, about him in the coming year, piano dance heart, dance Acacia, Mo Tao do not forget each other, from now on.
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Holding a ray of light as water, bright as a mirror of the moonlight, any thoughts in the endless night Pianpian, unscrupulous let it swim in the desolation of the world, can not take away the vanity of the world, can not take away the affectionate concern of the world.
Whose piano is playing gracefully in the night? The melody of resentment and melancholy sings the blurring of love and hate in the world. The endless concern into words, music, tied to the strings, delicate hands, gently plucked an Acacia string, play a moving music, pour out tens of thousands of heartfelt pain.
Listen to a song of Acacia, singing softly in the wind, just like a young girl, dressed in white, dancing in the wind, telling the infinite feelings accumulated in the heart. Through the treetops, skimming over the fingertips, dancing in the crevice of fleeting time belongs to his own unique dance.
Look, a man full of tears is reincarnated in youth, from three thousand green hair to a bun of silver hair, from an exquisite girl to a trembling old man. Dance seductive dance, still do not forget inspiring tunes, the passage of time, a long sad, sang countless times of music to accompany forever, never leave and never give up.
There will be a lot of spring next year, but there will be no return this spring. Unable to recover the reincarnation that has slipped away, we can only wait for the present time. Not for ever sworn eternal oath, only for this life you and I an affectionate ambiguous eyes, only for this life you a nostalgic look back. Since then, fell in love, provoked, doomed to Acacia, sad heart.
Holding lovesickness in hand, tearful eyes are hazy, thinking of you eagerly, missing the soul does not return, want to ask the good day, only the heart is always there. Acacia song is not over, people tears towels, red powder face, rouge holding eyelid curtain. The Italian language is choked up, the mournful voice is silent, the song is unfinished, and the tearful eyes are at a loss. A magnum plant grass, from then on tears.
Turn Acacia into a charming song. I would like to accompany you forever in the sentimental world. I would like to miss you all the time in the beautiful warmth, compose the Acacia into a song, fill in the words of love, mourn in the wind, sing in the rain, let the wind miss, let the rain bring the words of love, wherever the breeze and drizzle go, it is the endless feelings of the people of Acacia.
Acacia into injury, only tears thousands of lines, lonely purdah, tender intestines an inch of sorrow. A piece of plain paper, writing love war, a piece of music, a paper of lyrics, the ends of the earth, close to the horizon, only Qingqu sighs for a long time.
Piano and harp thirteen strings, play deep sorrow, Sijun is not there, the setting sun smoke tower. Clear points, tune, miss people are not here today, old worries add new worries, that return, think of you miss you, you are not there.
Looking back on the past, smoke clouds pass the eyes, sad to see, faint dusk, misty clouds, Acacia is still. Gloomy time, whose strings, chaos my time fleeting!
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