作词 : 凹娜
作曲 : 凹娜
编曲 : 凹娜
Spring doesn’ t blame those blooming flames
With some thoughts and some sorrows
There is no map but a campus
Here goes the rosy May
Just make your life nothing to hate
We were cut apart with craze
How we wish we could call our friends
So bored without a pace
The more I wanna say
The more I hesitate
I finally give up my solitude
After I called you downstairs
The balls flying’ cross our way and
Yes I got a good pass
Oh I got a bad service.
Guess you are the spiker
And I am the sprawler
I finally give up my solitude
After I called you downstairs
The balls flying’ cross our way and
Yes I got a good pass
Oh I got a bad service.
You got the quick kill overhand float with leap and drive serve followed by a dink spike
Fake attack!
Dig pass driving save and how far’ s the landing point!