Lyrics of Chen Baiqiang's silly hope(chen bai qiang sha wang ge ci )

Her red skirt was on the deck facing the wind

The breeze is cool, blowing day and night

Her waist is bent like a curved bow, shaking to the beat

The sky is a little blue, like a piece of ice

The sea is a little blue, rising and falling all day long

The shore is full of hot sand and white, with me quietly silly look

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She's like a writer who turns my heart

There is no need for verbal dialogue

It's like the wind holding me in the air

She brings my soul

Tell me who can make me stay with her in the future

Tell me that I will never be concerned with him

I wish I could write a picture for her under the oak tree

Riding through the hot summer

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Chinese PinYin : Chen Bai Qiang Sha Wang Ge Ci