Lyrics: Yao Ming Singing: Pan Jun.
Holding a bunch of flowers, we have more affection for each other. I only complain that the flowers are speechless and it is difficult to tell the truth. Flowers bloom and fall without anyone asking, and the garden is fragrant and lonely. Where the petals flow like tears, whoever relieves the bitterness will meet a flower lover, and his companions will often open a flower.
A dance partner sings a song, and a song dances with deep affection. Colorful skirts make waves in spring, flirting, singing seriously and dancing with love. The lonely bird sang its own grief, and no one can leave anyone, and it is difficult to give up. I only hope that you will grow up and be United for a hundred years.
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