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What if you were two times wrong with others tiktok? Who sang it? It is reported that the song of this song is called "a Taoist friend of mine". Here is an introduction to the lyrics. Let's have a look!

What if you were two times tiktok with me?

It is reported that the song of this song is called "a Taoist friend of mine". In fact, many people have covered this song, and there are many versions of this song online.

It is reported that the original song of this song is "a star" written by Caizhi tanai for his dead grandfather, and "a Taoist friend of mine" is a love song of Jianwang 3 drama played by three rough men and a soft sister group without the authorization of the original work and the original author's statement prohibiting secondary creation or commercial use.

In the game, a Taoist priest said that he likes Taoist nuns. Taoist nuns actually like Taoist nuns. However, Taoist nuns just think that Taoist nuns are friends, 'she is a Taoist friend of mine.' Taoist nun is sad that she cannot love her. She doesn't know her love, but someone else. There are thousands of tenderness in his eyes, just like the spring breeze. He has thousands of love in his heart, but she hasn't always been to herself. However, Taoist nun can't figure out whether it's the bad things she gave or whether the sweet scented osmanthus cake didn't cover the heat.

Later, the Taoist aunt left, went to see many places and kept walking. At that time, people were still busy, just like their own dream. After waking up, there was nothing.

'and you hold an umbrella and hold me in your arms' the song has a beautiful beginning and a beautiful artistic conception, but later it becomes more and more sad. Finally,' after waking up, you are broken to pieces and have no trace. '

Lyrics introduction

One of my Taoist friends - Shuangsheng

Lyrics: Lu Lingsha

Composition: タイナカサチ

And you hold me in your arms

Every word of the oath is more careful

There are thousands of tenderness in your eyes

Like the spring breeze, the snow and ice melt

The long street was full of spring that year

Riding horses together in misty rain like a dream

Shelter from the rain under the eaves

Look into a pair of deep pupils

Like a breeze with snow on Huashan Mountain

The rain is slightly cool

The wind blows through the dim fragrance

My heart throbbed like your gentle sword

Passing by is like a frightened goose

Whether love words are empty

Give it as a gift, one by one

Willing to humble, change a smile

Or become mediocre

And you hold me in your arms

Every word of the oath is more careful

There are thousands of tenderness in your eyes

Like the spring breeze, the snow and ice melt

Whose family reunited at the wedding banquet

The beauty is red in the shadow of the side candle

The lights are tender

Reflecting a pair of picturesque faces

Like the tender old dream of cardamom branches

I don't know each other

Suddenly, my thoughts surged

I hope you are as old as white

Look a little frozen

Who knows my heart is afraid

Maybe I should pretend to be crazy while I'm drunk

Borrow your arms to leave a touch of lip red

Then recite the old songs slowly

Let others disturb

But I can only pretend to laugh and pretend to be calm

Listen to those deep feelings

Don't look at your familiar face

Just drinking silently is more indifferent

The snow outside the Mountain Gate brushed white clothes

Melting at the fingertips again

Negative long sword asked about Nuo DA in the Jianghu

Where to go

This life is like a joke

I laugh at myself

Wishful thinking has a beginning but no end

If you had the same heart with others

Why bother to make me pay the wrong heart

Do you think I'm lost

You're so excited

Fortunately, after years of floating in the world of mortals

This heart is full of holes

How can I be afraid that you will be merciless

Add a crack

It doesn't hurt

It's better to bury the past in the wind

Take the long sword as the monument and frost and snow as the grave

If the mistake in this life is to meet

Seek a good end

Beat Ma Nanping by the old bridge alone

It was misty when the mountain rain came

Think of that year under the umbrella

It's like lying on a bridge cable

Had a dream

Fall to pieces after waking up

No shadow or trace