"The Poetry of the Most Beautiful Mood in the South"
Oh
Casually, roar a sentence or two
It shouted and became a village tree in the south and east of Guangdong
And it's like a snow-capped mountain in the north
However, it was the row of white leaves again
That one, Topol
And
that
eye
sign
One
One
Amazing
Rather, it is unconsciously able to film and television one by one
And the South fell
Naichi, Ancient Soul
Again, stand up again
Alas, the pulse is moving
The figure is moving
One by one, a column of vitality
Moreover, the dust of the years has been brushed away
So, casually roar a sentence or two
In that way, it woke up Wen Ji
That one, sleeping
And
stand
rise
come
target
That kind of plant?
[Breeze] [Rose] [Breeze] [Breeze]