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