Bad kids get lost in the wind
Bad boy, he's so cute
He rode a bamboo horse and wielded a wooden knife
He even wanted to conquer the world
Bad boy, his head's dream
The sun seemed to rise for him every day from the east
The sun was his face, brilliant bad boy
Bad boy, his head full of love
Mountains, rivers, even the sea
He loved the fragrance of flowers, birds, even a weed
Bad boy, he had big bright, transparent eyes
It seemed that he had never been stained with dust, and he observed the world with his heart
All the good things seem to unfold for him
Bad boy, he seems to live in a fairy tale world
He said he loved, and the whole world seemed to make him love
He said the flowers bloomed, and it seemed that all the flowers bloomed for him
Bad boy, he was always frolicking on the run
One butterfly plus another butterfly seems to be Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai Oh Fei Ya Fei
Bad boy, he seems to have fallen in love with a little girl he likes
Bad boy, he did fall in love with a little girl he liked
How lovely it was that he wrote a love poem one day
Carved on rose petals, the wind is slightly for the little girl he likes
Bad kid, how cute
His love poems have been engraved on all the rose petals of this summer
These rose petals, which are engraved with love poems, seem to be able to merge into a sea of roses
Bad boy, he started to seem to have been in love
His steps seemed brisk, and he believed that no one could be faster than him
Bad boy, spring came and he began to fall in love
Summer came, and he carved love poems all the rose petals of the summer
But why was the little girl he liked still waiting
Bad boy, autumn came and he began to seem a little thinner
His youthful, loving heart seemed to begin to ache
Bad boy, why did you give the rose petals carved with love poems to the fickle wind?
Bad boy, in fact, the wind is also in love, don't blame
These rose petals carved with love poems made the north wind fall in love with the south wind, so
Autumn came after winter, because in winter he also liked the little girl in spring
Bad boy, a love poem plus another is better than a sentence: I love you
Ten thousand love poems plus another ten thousand love poems are nothing more than one sentence: I love you
Bad boy, it's as simple as that, why are you still silent and unrequited in winter
Bad boy, spring she will surely be able to take a brisk step faster than you are coming
Bad boy, the little girl you like is also waiting for you in pain
Waiting for you to hold a bouquet of roses engraved with love poems in your hand to court in person
Bad kids, cute bad kids, fast, fast, fast
You have to catch up with the little girl you like with brisk steps that no one else can match
Bravely say aloud to the little girl and the whole world: I love you
Bad boy, you can turn your rose petals carved with love poems into the sea
You can swim happily with your little girl in this sea of roses and love poems
Bad kids, including us and the world, will sincerely bless you with pure love
Bad kids, bad kids in our cute love
Engrave love poems on all the petals of all the blooming roses this summer for the bad boy and the little girl he likes
It's like a fairy tale, dreams are transformed into a butterfly plus another butterfly seems to be Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai Oh Fei Ya Fei
2006-06-05 00:52:00