Small warm should be one of them.

Having seen enough of Tang Xiaowen, ye Huang looked through the window to see the outside night scene, and he could not help humming songs of later generations.

"Why, brother Huang, I haven't heard of the music you hum. You can sing it out loud. It sounds very nice to me." When Lee Kuan Yeh heard the song, he thought the melody was quite good.

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