2020-07-15

Wangfuya Text/That girl is called Xiaoyuer You are an isolated island in the sea, your head is the sky, your head is the cloud, you have no inexplicable sorrow, harvest the fishing fire of the evening boat, kiss the shy face of the sunset. You are a child wandering in a foreign land. I am a lamb lost in the dusk. I bow like a bridge

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Text/That girl is called Xiaoyuer
You are an isolated island in the sea, your head is the sky, your head is the cloud, you have no inexplicable sorrow, harvest the fishing fire of the evening boat, kiss the shy face of the sunset.

You are a child wandering in a foreign land. I am a lamb lost in the dusk.

I bowed like a bridge, the soul passed through the weak back, just to see your face that had gone through the wind and rain, lying in your arms, counting the stars, watching the smoked birds count their trees.

Time is like a swim fish gliding over the corners of the eyes, leaving traces of the years, I stretched out into the air and held the tail of time
July I planted green grass on the island in July, stocked a few white sheep and sang loudly for you.

I am a low-browed, shy girl on the island. I listen to the sound of a flute from afar. I polished the oath of love into three words:”Wang Fuya.”

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      Text/That girl is called Xiaoyuer
You are an isolated island in the sea, your head is the sky, your head is the cloud, you have no inexplicable sorrow, harvest the fishing fire of the evening boat, kiss the shy face of the sunset.

You are a child wandering in a foreign land. I am a lamb lost in the dusk.

I bow like a bridge