Unconsciously, night more and more deeply, one can not help but pleasant voice echoed in the night, lake, flew over the mountains: "curved luminous, I, I gently singing, open your eyes the stars and the moon ... ... " Simple The lyrics, touching melodies, bring out the string of another string of happy memories, walking in the marble, the moon to give it painted with a layer of yellow paint, to make it a new look.
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