“To cast aside your fame and fame, to abandon the rivers and mountains, and to steal for your life, welcome to Dry Well Music.”.”Theft Will Go” once again swipes the screen on the internet. This infatuated thief makes people moved.A sad and beautiful ancient folk song, all the scenery and language are sentimental. In this scene, with the melodious singing, the robber stands alone and stands aloof in all directions.Wearing a mantle of fame and honor on one’s shoulders, the beauty is absent, and the precious pearl loses its meaning. I have helped the world for you, but when the time comes, there is no you.
The robber lived a handsome and happy life, while the hero was sad and the beauty was shut down. He lived and died under the knife.
Chivalrous and tender, bending down for a beautiful woman, secretly promising her heart.
While you gently wipe away your shyness, lift up your skirt for you, dazzle your eyes and become drunk. I am willing to give up potassium and return to the field for you.
Richness is not as good as fighting for a country. A beauty smiles and turns into a beauty when angry.
Since you left, there has been no nostalgia in the world. Let the dew soak your shirt and forget to return in the dense atmosphere.
When you wake up from a dream, none is you, none is not you.
In a troubled world, I don’t seek fame or fame, but just want to steal a jade hairpin for you and share your beautiful hair.
“Without thinking about it, I will never forget it. Lang is affectionate, and I intend to. However, God is not beautiful.”.
The robber can hold onto his original intention, but he can’t endure the transition from the past to the present. How can he use the word “love” to manipulate others?
One person and one horse, standing loquats in front of the court, who plays the strings and reminds pieces of the past.
Fantasy to have a hot Noodles in soup in the lane with you, and enjoy the flying snow by the window. The flying snow like catkins reflects your beauty.
Your smile is like a vicious dog, upsetting my heartstrings.
The song of flower Congee has a long affection, ancient style, folk songs, and sad beauty.
The lyrics are beautiful and reveal a trace of domineering power. The beauty and wisdom of the singer, as well as the arrogance of the robbers, are vivid and vivid.
Men and women sing in unison, their voices transitioning from one another, calling each other’s beauty, sometimes sobbing, sometimes indecisive.
The ultimate determination is like iron, beauty is also beautiful, theft is also theft, and the love for you still erodes to the bone.
This song is once again on the internet, with the same voice and different moods.
Ancient folk songs use a more popular singing method, with beautiful melodies, beautiful lyrics, and moving stories.
Popular songs are the same, and the story of the soul is one in a thousand. At first, it is a song, then it is a story, and the cycle is emotions.
I want to be a free and easy thief, cut off my love and roam the world.
Love and hatred, sorrow and joy, separation and reunion, make people uncertain.
Children love each other, gathering more and leaving less, making people trapped in love.
Convinced and willing, the material situation leaves resentment. Keep your eyes fixed.
The great thief is famous all his life, but he cannot break his emotions. He is willing to be crazy about love.
I want to be a thief like person, only love one person in my life, and accompany you in my dream.
If you want to be like a bandit, you only need one beauty for a lifetime, and face you at night.
I want to be a person like a bandit. I have wine today, I am drunk today, and I am looking forward to your early return in the wind.
“If you want to be a person like a bandit, it’s easy to worry and hate. In the rain, you’re invited to share your frustrations.”.
I am a thief, just want to steal your heart and share a lifetime of prosperity with you.
Years are thieves, stealing you without leaving a trace. If you want to catch up, you cannot catch up. If you want to abandon, you always feel unwilling.
“Beauty robs, but cannot cross, trapped by love, still in prison, willing to fall into the vortex of love.”.
A man with love and intention is stronger than Jin Jian.
Every time I listen to this song, it is inevitable that I have feelings, words, and a heart like a bandit. I can also sleep in the snow for years and have breakfast with the tiger.
“The incorporation of the elements of the national style in” The Thief of the General “is breathtaking, and it makes you feel mesmerized. The sense of image substitution is gradual, and the rendering is polite and methodical.
How can I not like such a big thief?
I would like to be a bandit, stand aloof from all directions, and be unrestrained for a lifetime.
