What song once thought that our love could last forever?

Song title: Don't be a woman in your next life.

Singing: Chen Rui

Word: green willow

Qu: people

Lyrics:

The night is deep, but I can't feel your tenderness anymore.

The wind blows, and I close the door of love.

I thought our love would last forever.

But it turns out that your lies have deceived my heart.

Really, I'm crazy about you.

Tears keep coming, why are women always injured?

Falling in love with you is my natural stupidity.

Your love left a deep scar on me.

Do men have fickle hearts?

Is a man's heart cruel, and your kiss is still on my lips?

I am not your favorite person, not a woman who always loves love.

Are women too naive? Maybe we really don't have fate.

I pray not to be a woman in my next life.

Really, I'm crazy about you.

Tears keep coming, why are women always injured?

Falling in love with you is my natural stupidity.

Your love left a deep scar on me. Do men have fickle hearts?

Is a man's heart cruel, and your kiss is still on my lips?

I'm not your favorite person. Are women always single-minded about love?

Are women too naive? Maybe we really don't have fate.

I pray not to be a woman in my next life. Do men have fickle hearts?

Is a man's heart cruel, and your kiss is still on my lips?

I'm not your favorite person. Are women always single-minded about love?

Are women too naive? Maybe we really don't have fate.

I pray not to be a woman in my next life.

Extended data:

"Don't Be a Woman in the Next Life" is a song written by Lvliu, composed by Li Xuhui and sung by Chen Rui. The song was released on March 4, 2008/kloc-0.

Personality assessment

As a powerful singer in Chinese music, Chen Rui was born with a unique and magnetic voice. She uses music to understand our hearts and interprets the eternity of music with her heart.

Chen Rui's voice is distinctive, slightly hoarse, with a touch of sadness in the vicissitudes of life, but also full of magnetism. Listening to her songs is like watching fireworks on a cold night. What people remember is not the brilliance and brilliance when it blooms. More is the silence and loneliness after disillusionment. Just like her voice, it's low and tactful, and it's like rain. Sadness is not bleak, calmness is more touching.