Jeromy 2022-01-12 08:01:25
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Lucie 2022-03-27 09:01:14
The story of a French diamond king Laowu who has no intention of looking for a pure little loli in various vase mature women in the upper class. I never thought that the little loli was almost educated to become a fake vase mature woman in the upper class. Fortunately, sincere love made the two become married. The bright spot is the high-class luxury picture scroll + music musical performance situation, the disadvantage is that the plot is lackluster. I prefer the first-generation car that the hero drives.
Frank 2022-03-27 09:01:14
Bright and vivid background colors; but, why win?
[singing]
Honore Lachaille: Poor boy! Poor boy! / Downhearted and depressed and in a spin! / Poor boy! Poor boy! / Oh, youth can really do a fellow in! How lovely to sit here in the shade / with none of the woes of man and maid / I'm glad I'm not young anymore... The rivals that don't exist at all / The feeling you're only two feet tall / I'm glad that I'm not young anymore... / No more confusion / No morning-after surprise / No self-delusion / That when you're telling those lies / she isn't wise / And even if love comes through the door / the chance that goes on forevermore / Forevermore is shorter than before / Oh, I'm so glad that I'm not young anymore... / The tiny remark that tortures you / The fear that your friends won't like her too / I'm glad I'm not young anymore... / The longing to end the stale affair / until you find out she doesn't care / I'm glad I'm not young anymore... / No more frustration / No star-crossed lover am I / No aggravation / Just one reluctant reply / "Lady, goodbye!" The Fountain of Youth is dull as paint / Methuselah is my patron saint / I've never been so comfortable before / Oh, I'm so glad that I'm not young anymore...
[Gigi prepares for her night with Gaston]
Gigi: Say a prayer for me tonight / I'll need every prayer that you can spare / To get me by... Say a prayer / And while you're praying, keep on saying / "She's much too young to die..." "On to your Waterloo," whispers my heart / Pray I'll be Wellington, not Bonaparte... Oh, say a prayer for me this evening / Bow your head, and please stay on your knees / Tonight...
