（Your little smile was so sweet ,remain in my brain ,forever）
The picture we took before
The smile of grey eyes
May rest,such poorly sound
Still be felt like a bird
The mountain is not too far,is not too high,is not their heart
The Hongkong song of broken body part
Sew up the fate,cure up their heart

The picture we took before
The smile of grey eyes
May rest,such poorly sound
Still be felt like a bird
The mountain is not too far,is not too high,is not their heart
The Hongkong song of broken body part
Sew up the fate,cure up their heart