Feng Qiuhuang's Lyrics in Love with Hanfu Beauty

A Review of The Interleaving of Time and Space

The fate blessed by three stones.

Your clothes are fluttering in the wind, with faint fragrance and sleeves.

One inch (inch) of missing turns into tenderness

Waiting with tender hope

Your world brought me a wonderful encounter.

Parallel four wives and six wizards, jade law and clear rhyme angle sign palace merchants.

Looking back on the Millennium, listen to me, song for you.

Skinny butterflies are flying all over the sky again, and the plot continues.

Dazzling yesterday's forgotten thoughts, instantly took the years to the oath.

Your smile touched the spring breeze again. Gu Danqing recorded Cangtian.

Ignoring time and leaving love, I am willing to love this forever.

Rap:

Feng Feng returned to his hometown and traveled around the world looking for his death. I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why did you realize that you were promoted to Sishang today?

Burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning. Friendship is harmonious, who will know each other in the middle of the night

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Inch by inch, thoughts turn into tenderness.

Waiting with tender hope

Your world brought me a wonderful encounter.

Parallel four wives and six wizards, jade law and clear rhyme angle sign palace merchants.

Looking back on the Millennium, listen to me, song for you.

Skinny butterflies are flying all over the sky again, and the plot continues.

Dazzling yesterday's forgotten thoughts, instantly took the years to the oath.

Your smile touched the spring breeze again. Gu Danqing recorded Cangtian.

Ignoring time and leaving love, I am willing to love this forever.

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Rap:

Feng Feng returned to his hometown and traveled around the world looking for his death.

I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today?

There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines.

Why do you want to be a mandarin duck, and it is soaring!

Burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning, burning.

Who knows in the middle of the night?

My wings fly high and my thoughts make me sad.