Lyrics of Hong Chen's dream again(hong chen you jing meng ge ci )

Another dream

A kind of

A kind of

A kind of

No one asks for the shadow

Flowers dark butterfly Meng, always empty hate

The moon in the cold river

But a lonely lamp

A kind of

Singing in a low voice

Others laugh at me, down and out like crazy

Add new words to Fu Fengya

A fool is a Hong Chen

A kind of

Leaning on the railings alone, I can't stand the cold wind

How many stars? But it's cold in autumn

When the wine is over, the lights are shining

It's hard to continue the secluded cigarette. Is it not only a remnant but also a dream

A kind of

(you're here, right in the garden)

A kind of

Leaning on the railings alone, I can't stand the cold wind

How many stars? But it's cold in autumn

When the wine is over, the lights are shining

It's hard to continue the secluded cigarette. Is it not only a remnant but also a dream

A kind of

No one asks for the shadow

Flowers dark butterfly Meng, always empty hate

The moon in the cold river

But a lonely lamp

Singing in a low voice

Others laugh at me, down and out like crazy

Add new words to Fu Fengya

A fool is a Hong Chen

A kind of

How could I fully relish the enchanting sight on a fine day after knowing this?

Who's home for pleasure

Hate in spring and sorrow in autumn

Who is the beauty of flowers

A kind of

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