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On the tip of the crescent ,12 constellation of the most forgotten people shou,uggbootsaustralia
white bamboo fence
wish I could tell she
is like a painting last year's Christmas cards

memory in your unorganized
from the picture without her
I'm still good to play the fool Oh
that I ran to learn playing with it cut the grass

angle
empty dormitory guarded phone but can not wait for her rain-soaked heart
Next
be forever dry her hair
care to keep up with this should be obvious they had no time difference

that sad heart under the rain-soaked but never reach her

After the cold buds
yard also cool flower in my hands lyrics provided
☆: Zaixing
black crescent on the tip

white bamboo fence
wish I could tell she
is like a painting
memory of last year's Christmas cards
you caught up in the start screen
I still play the fool without her

that good for me to run learn playing with it cut the grass

angle
empty dormitory phone but other than guarding her heart
Under rain-soaked
be forever dry her hair
worried about this should be obvious to keep up with the original sad that there is no difference
heart pours
next
but never reach her
cold wind through the courtyard of the buds
also cool flower in my hands
rain-soaked heart will be forever dry under the
her hair
worried about this should be obvious to keep up with the original
sad that there is no difference
rain-soaked heart is under the
never reach her through the yard wind
buds
also cool flower in my hands