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Ann Joo & HITA - Social Drama

author:Himalayan APP

Lyrics/Composition: Anjiu Arranger: bear Singing: Anjiu Old Riverside, Old House, Everything is the same. The faint young figure in the dream has long disappeared. Holding an umbrella, rocking the boat in the light rain to listen to the play, those so-called sad and happy clutches, can not go back to the past, but on the stage of a smile, a disgust and a joy. ——Inscription In the twilight, old songs and plays, the grass stage in the countryside is sung endlessly. Shake the boat, listen to a few songs, Hu Qin ya fishing light and silence. In the distance, the sound of the village paddle is thin, and it is faintly you; the crowd is red, red, green and green, and the aroma of Grandma tea is like the past. Time overlaps in my youth, Qingyi Water Sleeve Sings a Song, And the years have changed their red faces in the blink of an eye, I don't know if you can remember: I tiptoe and condense, a few words of "LinjiangYi", when you turn around, you stand on the side of the bridge, looking back at the shallow smile and blowing the piccolo. That year, there was a flower dress under the lights, and I looked back and quietly. Crowds of people looking for you back and forth, picking up a piccolo under the moon. Time is old and far away, and I sang the song that Sheng Makeup sang, and the old Dan on the stage can't remember that it was you who looked back. The boat came and went, the moonlight rippled, and I stood by the bridge and looked back, only to see that the pine lamp was still confused... Time is old and far away, and I sang the song of the makeup, and I saw you laughing at me and saying, "You are here too." The birth came and went, and the net ugliness reflected the ripples, and he put the grass table into the paper umbrella and brought it back to the dream to continue the song.

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