Original Li Baoping
The wind understands the drifting of the clouds
So don't ask where you come and go
Mountains understand the entanglement of water
So I can't bear to separate and separate
People understand the mysterious charm of music
So feeling is the most beautiful encounter in life
One flower, one grass, one world
One person, one scene, one music
It's fate and understanding
The music is like a gorgeous landscape
The music is like a small bridge flowing water
Music is the mood
Music awakens the soul straight to the depths
There are so many people in this world
The melody is beautiful
With a hint of melancholy
Wander like nothing
Love but can not be sad regret
Love for the lost
Remembrance of gratitude
Memories are washed away by the river of years
Prefer to remember pure beauty
Even if the road ahead is stormy
Hold on tight to each other
Love each other in every moment
Become unique memories of each other's youth
Soothing and smooth
Neutralize tired minds
Notice the warmth in your memory
Tell their story
The melody is catchy
Bright is not meant to be shown
There is some sadness
It's like looking at another self
Being brought inside can't help it
The whole song has no ups and downs
The transmission of tones in a bland tone
There is not much sadness and joy
Still can't help but hum this song
The most beautiful
Not born like a summer flower
It's in the river of time
Placid
Not everyone likes it
they can all achieve what they expect
Not all the needs of people
Can be satisfied at the same time
There are reasons why love cannot be loved
Rootless Ping boldly embraces
The loved one doesn't have the slightest liking for you
Lust is uncontrollable but sticks to the sign of love
Please respect yourself
Don't mess around
If you have a good feeling, forget it
Maybe the other person already has the other half in love
This is the main source of love without being able to do so
There are all kinds of beauty in the world
Don't pick something that doesn't belong to you
Especially the love between people
It is the helplessness of many people
To love or not to love or to be loved
Don't try to figure it out
Amorous people don't want to be whimsical
There are so many people in this world
The music is soothing as spring
the past is the foundation of the future
Mixed with the sound of the piano, it is sometimes crisp
Like pearls falling lightly on a jade plate
It's as peaceful as water on your fingertips
Sometimes low back like a whisper
Refreshing
Appearance: Pingju