Eighty-three days of floating life
Allow me to recall "Tiny" again.
Every time I listen to this song, my feelings are surging and I can't help myself-"The eternal clear river is sorrowful, the small eternity is unbearable, only the lonely person comes and goes, and the ethereal and lonely Hong turns into a boat." ”
"Little" lyrics - Joey Yung
Memories like a storyteller
In a tone full of vernacular
Jump over puddles and bypass the village
and so on
You pinch a city out of mud
He said he would marry me in the future
How many times have you turned around and thrown your youth through the door
The little oath is not yet shaky
Small tears are still holding on
The immature lips are talking about separation
I've lived in my heart ever since
We used to be small
That year you moved a small bench
I was fascinated by the play, and I followed it all the way
I'm looking for the people in that story
You are the part that cannot be missing
You take a little nap under the tree
Little me stupid waiting
Memories like a storyteller
In a tone full of vernacular
Jump over puddles and bypass the village
and so on
You pinch a city out of mud
He said he would marry me in the future
How many times have you turned around and thrown your youth through the door
A little touching rain has been made
A little awkwardness hurts
Little people don't know how to kiss yet
I've lived in my heart ever since
We used to be small
That year you moved a small bench
I was fascinated by the play, and I followed it all the way
I'm looking for the people in that story
You are the part that cannot be missing
You take a little nap under the tree
Little me stupid waiting
I've lived in my heart ever since
We used to be small
At the beginning, the scholar said that he loved to read the script
If you are missing teeth, you can't pronounce it accurately
I'm looking for the people in that story
You are the part that cannot be missing
A little hand leads a small person
Guarding the little eternity