[Phoenix Pen Club] Huiming: Colorful clouds chasing the moon

[Phoenix Pen Club] Huiming: Colorful clouds chasing the moon Tucson Huiming (A beautiful song, but the times gave it distorted words. I couldn’t bear it, so I changed it.) …

>Tucang Huiming

(A beautiful song, with distorted words given by the times. I couldn’t bear it, so I changed it.)

Standing on the white beach, looking up at the thin mist and light clouds. Looking up at the thin mist and light clouds. When can I see your true face? The sea and sky are the same color, nostalgia spreads, and the birds are singing softly. Girl, girl, can you hear my heart calling: Have you ever hung on the treetops, pierced the clouds and faced the wind like a boat? You find the beach again, the brightness of the ground, the blue of the sea and sky, and the company of colorful clouds. Month after month, year after year, it turns out that the Mid-Autumn Festival reunites! Girl, girl, I like the quiet sea with a sail, the blue sky with white clouds, and the bright mirror hanging on the horizon - standing on the white beach, looking eagerly into the distance, the mist is thin, only you are the silver water on the ground - the sea and sky are the same color, nostalgia spreads, and my heart is singing. Girl, girl, can you hear my pure wishes: Beauty has already opened her smiling face, why not stay happy in the world forever? Girl, girl, can you hear my pure wishes: Beauty has already opened her smiling face, why not keep happiness in the world forever?