Tornado singing: Deng Ziqi.
Full version: Love is like a gust of wind blowing it away after it, and no one can help this rhythm. Without you, my soul is out of control. The black cloud was falling, and I was dragged away by it, quietly and silently, and fell into the brink of danger. My world has been stormed. Love comes too fast like a tornado, and it can't be separated from the storm circle and has no time to escape. I can't think anymore, I can't think anymore, I don't, I don't, I don't. Love goes too fast like a tornado, and I can't bear it, and I have nowhere to hide. I don't, I don't want to think about you anymore, you've left me, and before I knew it, I followed this rhythm, and then I realized that another autumn had passed. After realizing that I should live a good life, I left quietly and silently, and fell into the brink of danger. My world has been stormed. Love comes too fast like a tornado, and it can't be separated from the storm circle and has no time to escape. Love goes too fast like a tornado, and I can't bear it, and I have nowhere to hide. I don't, I don't want to think about you anymore, and now you want me to say how embarrassed I am, I don't want to be separated at all. Why do you want me to wear it with a smile? No I don't have this kind of talent, tolerate you and accept him, but don't worry too much, I will always live well. I see that you are far away, and I will slowly walk away. Why am I accommodating you even when we are separated? I really don't have the talent, and the silence is not so fast. Love comes too fast like a tornado, and it can't be separated from the storm circle and has no time to escape. I can't think anymore, I can't think anymore. Love goes too fast like a tornado, and I can't bear it, and I have nowhere to understand. If you think about me anymore, I don't want me to think about you anymore, and before you know it, you have left me. Unconsciously, I followed this rhythm, and after realizing that another autumn had passed, I realized that I should live a good life, but I didn't know that you had left me. I should live a good life, but I don't know that you have left me, and before I know it, I have followed this rhythm, and I realize that another autumn has passed. Hindsight Afterthought.
