Word: Tata

Song: Rachel

It's like being face to face with dust.

Give my sleeve back to the world.

Why not make it as old as the world?

Invite you to compete with mountains and rivers.

Tired of listening to gossip

It's a long way. Do it again.

Life and death are romantic and lazy, and they can't watch.

Jeans and swords for my heart and pillow.

Who frowned on this song?

/kloc-who dares to pour a cup in 0/3 years without looking back?

Wait until the frost and snow fade, thank humbly.

Gentlemen, listen to who we're taking home.

You are so elegant on the string.

Like the title of the song, forget the envy.

Live a reunion life without confession.

Good dreams are always bitter and sweet.

Until now, I have not forgotten or envied.

Remove the sad bones, add wind and smoke.

Life and death are romantic and lazy, and they can't watch.

Jeans and swords for my heart and pillow.

Who frowned on this song?

/kloc-who dares to pour a cup in 0/3 years without looking back?

Wait until the frost and snow fade, thank humbly.

Gentlemen, listen to who we're taking home.

Drink stagnant water together and simmer on a small fire.

He drew a sword and cast ashes, and then divided it into north and south.

Now the pavilion should look back at the mountains and embrace the green water.

Dust closes the door and hides who we belong to.