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I have a paintbrush that chases dreams
White clouds unfold into paper rolls
Blue sky is the color palette of love
Only the inside of the brush
It’s the heart that refuses to surrender to the old age
Xingfu's dark eyes gently deepened
Draw the tears you shed for me
two loving hearts
As if composing a lyric together
The wind blows and the clouds disperse
When you gently hold my heart© ppop9000
White clouds unfold into paper rolls
Blue sky is the color palette of love
Only the inside of the brush
It’s the heart that refuses to surrender to the old age
Xingfu's dark eyes gently deepened
Draw the tears you shed for me
two loving hearts
As if composing a lyric together
The wind blows and the clouds disperse
When you gently hold my heart© ppop9000
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