Singer: That's it.
Composer: None
Lyrics: That's it.
God bless Shi Qingxuan's personal music-the man of Qing Xuan
Original song: Hua
Planning: Jiang Yun (that is, studio)
Producer: (that studio) Jiang (that studio)
Singing: Hua Rao _ addicted to lewdness (that is, studio)
Lyrics: Ji Shen (that studio) He Xiagui (that studio)
Resume: (Shi Qingxuan) Park Wind Ghost
Qu Hua: Yu eucalyptus (that is, studio)
Late stage: Jiao Baiduo
"Feng Normal University is 28 years old."
"Shi Feng Normal University is funny and chic."
"Shi Feng Normal University is kind and upright"
Holding a fan to pick up the stars, the breeze is wanton.
Take a boat and burn incense, no matter how much merit.
Looking at the blue sky from the sky, the sky is fantastic.
At that time, Gaotai poured wine by itself, and Shao Jun's reputation came from this.
To know how rich a noble family is, all brothers are successful.
Feng shui is as good as offering good luck and sowing.
In the world, brilliant friends always accompany them, and their daughter is also very charming.
Eyes burning, like a trap to the stars.
Walking in the depths of the castle peak, the mysterious magic weapon solves the bumps.
Bodhisattva's view of the middle way is romantic, and she said with a smile from the beginning.
Fortunately, with the support of my brother, I have a safe place.
Xie Ming, my brother, accompanied him very freely.
A smile at the bottom of the fan hides a fragrant flower and wears several flowers.
By the tip of the Milky Way, the years enter the ink.
Is it wrong to fall from birth?
It is hard to find cause, hard to find fruit, and thin fate path.
The vernacular Chinese is really a blessing and a curse, and I am afraid of falling down.
I have been wandering with my brother since I was a child, and I have never escaped.
It must be at the end of the road, looking forward to the dawn.
I didn't waste my life, but I was the fruit of others.
Who hit the nail on the head when it comes to the fault of covering the sun?
Longevity Lock, can you find your way home?
There was chaos and turbidity in front of the decanter, and there was a storm in the black water.
The way out is confused and helpless, and my heart is on fire.
My brother died, but he lived alone.
No more old friends, seek liberation.
Sadness, joy, turmoil and silence, silently gathered the spirit.
Thank God, I made a mistake in middle age.
"Ming elder brother! Brother Ming! Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry.
It's all our fault! It's all my fault!
My brother is like this because of me. My brother is crazy, and he ... "
It's hard to say that my life is for Jun 'an. I tend to pour a glass.
Now that the old friends are reunited, the old face has not changed.
It's hard to see the old man miss it because of the windy sky and blue sky and the hatchback.
The empty temple has long lights and bright stars in its eyes.
When I woke up from a big dream, I cried alone, but I didn't care about the past.
After drinking wine and offering sacrifices to the romantic moon, I never slept again.
Flying flowers are full of branches, and the night is still.
Once you break the ice hand in hand, it's hard to erase the memories.
The breeze is not only gathered in the skirt, but also a blessing in this life.
"Ha ha, you recognize me, your highness!"
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