Lyrics of practice makes perfect by Lin Junjie(lin jun4 jie shu neng sheng qiao ge ci )

Waking like sleeping, lying like thinking

be confused

Feeling too monotonous turns out to be trouble

What should one do?

Maybe there will be a storm, and flowers will wither all over the ground

It's sad~~~

It can stimulate the muddle

Lost the brain of fire

When you blow, you catch a cold; when you rain, you have a fever

Love is good

I don't run away from empty days any more

It's been a long time

Maybe love is practice makes perfect

You can't imagine how much I yearn

Let life paint

It's red, orange, yellow or Indigo violet

Circle by circle

Finally I can freely admit that I love you

A little fire burns

How to stimulate the muddle

Lost the brain of fire

When you blow, you catch a cold; when you rain, you have a fever

Love is good

I don't run away from empty days any more

It's been a long time

Maybe love is practice makes perfect

You can't imagine how much I yearn

Let life paint

It's red, orange, yellow or Indigo violet

Circle by circle

Finally I can freely admit that I love you

A little fire burns

I don't run away from empty days any more

All the way here

Maybe love is practice makes perfect

You can't imagine how much I yearn

Let life paint

It's red, orange, yellow or Indigo violet

Circle by circle

Finally I can freely admit that I love you

A little fire burns

A little fire burns

Chinese PinYin : Lin Jun4 Jie Shu Neng Sheng Qiao Ge Ci