Question 2: What are the words "six fires"? Pronunciation should be: Xiao, a sound, flat tone.
Question 3: Six words are very popular. Which six words are a little vague? Six words? I only know four: Huo Yanyan D.
Question 4: My daughter is full of words and six fires. What kind of situation does Japan have to correct the inner eight? Only for adults and children. I don't know if it's ok. My thumb hurts if I wear the inner eight. Tb, search
Question 5: Which of the words fire, text, six, four, day and month is not the only character? ***
Question 6: I want a song in my mind (six words, I remember correctly), and then a girl is singing. It seems that this song is quite popular with you.
G.E.M.
Every night after separation is extraordinarily quiet.
Tick tock, the clock is still in my memory.
The phone used to be your softest voice.
Now only the air responds coldly.
Oh, give you my heart. Can you not abandon it?
Love you, love you, love you, love you, can you never be apart again?
Oh, I gave you my heart, but why did you give me loneliness?
Even if I love you, love you, love you, love you, maybe you don't want to hear it.
Your hug was once the warmest and most familiar.
Who sleeps on your chest now?
Your promise is an unconscious sweetness.
Now it hurts my heart.
Oh, give you my heart. Can you not abandon it?
Love you, love you, love you, love you, can you never be apart again?
Oh, I gave you my heart, but why did you give me loneliness?
Even if I love you, love you, love you, love you, maybe you don't want to hear it (you don't want to hear it)
Memory (last memory) Your last memory.
It is you who walk away slowly.
Then you (and then you left) disappeared without a trace.
Then I (then I cried) broke down and cried.
Hate you, hate you (miss you) whenever I think of once, once, once.
Yeah yeah ...
Still love you, love you, love you, love you, can't you wake up?
Oh, I gave you my heart, but why did you give me loneliness?
A love, love, love, love, don't you want to hear it?
Oh, I gave you my heart, but why did you give me loneliness?
Even if I love you, love you, love you, love you, it's not worth feeling sorry for you.
broken-hearted ...
Your confession is still my last plea,
But the only thing with me is tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.