Have you ever heard of that weeping moth in her little world is always an attachment to love to see the fireworks of the world who is sighing and sighing, afraid of becoming a passerby Where to moor a long red dust ？
author：Mengxiang963
Have you ever heard of that weeping moth？
In her little world, there was always an attachment to love
Look at the fireworks of the world who are sighing
I'm afraid that I will only become a passerby Where to park in the long red dust
A tearful moth she said she really loved
Even though there was a fire ahead of her, she never wanted to back down
- "The Moth to Tears"
#Lyrics##A Song##What is a Song that Brings You to Tears in An Instant##What Is Your Favorite Phrase or Song##Song#What Classic Songs Are Worth Listening To##Beauty##HD Beauty##Feelings##Sad##Love##Love#Love#
(Image and text from the network)
The super good song "The Moth with Tears", sad into the heart, how many people have heard crying! The super good song "The Moth with Tears", sad into the heart, how many people have heard crying! - Today's headlines
Cui Weili - The Moth of Tears (DJ He Peng Version) Cui Weili - The Moth of Tears (DJ He Peng Edition) - Today's Headlines
Have you ever heard of that weeping moth in her little world is always an attachment to love to see the fireworks of the world who is sighing and sighing, afraid of becoming a passerby Where to moor a long red dust ？
Have you ever heard of that weeping moth in her little world is always an attachment to love to see the fireworks of the world who is sighing and sighing, afraid of becoming a passerby Where to moor a long red dust ？
Have you ever heard of that weeping moth in her little world is always an attachment to love to see the fireworks of the world who is sighing and sighing, afraid of becoming a passerby Where to moor a long red dust ？
Have you ever heard of that weeping moth in her little world is always an attachment to love to see the fireworks of the world who is sighing and sighing, afraid of becoming a passerby Where to moor a long red dust ？
Have you ever heard of that weeping moth in her little world is always an attachment to love to see the fireworks of the world who is sighing and sighing, afraid of becoming a passerby Where to moor a long red dust ？
Have you ever heard of that weeping moth in her little world is always an attachment to love to see the fireworks of the world who is sighing and sighing, afraid of becoming a passerby Where to moor a long red dust ？
Have you ever heard of that weeping moth in her little world is always an attachment to love to see the fireworks of the world who is sighing and sighing, afraid of becoming a passerby Where to moor a long red dust ？
Have you ever heard of that weeping moth in her little world is always an attachment to love to see the fireworks of the world who is sighing and sighing, afraid of becoming a passerby Where to moor a long red dust ？
Have you ever heard of that weeping moth in her little world is always an attachment to love to see the fireworks of the world who is sighing and sighing, afraid of becoming a passerby Where to moor a long red dust ？
