That year part You say to me Wait for me to once find a place for,work I come back to receive you to go I nod The hold in mouth or eyes in the eye is worn tears in eyes waves Go take care of There am me in the home you go Went 20 years Swallow walked along a few batches But I still do not know You are to die to still live after all Everyday the look around of village mouth Connect old ox helpless tricky Even if a letter comes I am yearning for Can ignite a hope desire fire Where did you go to after all Whether to forget me two When parting stay together Every day of nocturnal night expect Black hair became silver-colored silk Of longing suffer You even I Wait for you to how long You had listened to dear Without giving thought to you when How must return I can stand in domestic doorway Wait for you Slowly Tell the story that broke enough |
Orignal From: Mr Bai Shoupan returns
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