Wang Feng Male Singer Constellation _ What is Wang Feng Male Singer Constellation?

The song "Red Lips" was originally sung by Wang Feng.

Wang Feng, a Chinese male singer, has representative works such as Red Lip, confidante, Give me a reason to forget you, Rain in the Old Place, Especially Gentle, etc. "Red Lips" is a song published by Wang Feng on July 30th, 2020. It expresses admiration and affection for women, and the lyrics are full of romantic and passionate feelings.

Wang Feng 1983 was born in Zhejiang and participated in many singing competitions. Wang Feng won the second prize in the Bailing Competition in Chaoxiang, Haining, and later participated in the Good Voice Competition, which greatly improved her singing ability. As a male singer in Chinese mainland, he is famous for singing Rain in the Old Place, and then he sang in major karaoke bars as a singer.

The lyrics of "Red Lips" are as follows:

You drew a touch of red with your thoughts, which made me fall into a rouge dream. How strong the feelings are, how painful the heart is, and I am most afraid of such a sudden reunion.

The wind blows memories everywhere, and I am no longer moved by anyone. Fireworks and spring rain are hidden in my heart, which is an unspeakable pain in my life.

Like the last piece of red maple in autumn night, you cover up the past with lip prints. Red lips slightly open, tears flashing, forget this brief encounter.

Just like the last piece of red maple in memory, its layers have dyed the sky red. The world of mortals sent each other, the rouge melted, and we never met again.

The wind blows memories everywhere, and I am no longer moved by anyone. Fireworks and spring rain are hidden in my heart, which is an unspeakable pain in my life.

Like the last piece of red maple in autumn night, you cover up the past with lip prints. Red lips slightly open, tears flashing, forget this brief encounter.

Just like the last piece of red maple in memory, its layers have dyed the sky red. The world of mortals sent each other, the rouge melted, and we never met again.

Like the last piece of red maple in autumn night, you cover up the past with lip prints. Red lips slightly open, tears flashing, forget this brief encounter.

Just like the last piece of red maple in memory, its layers have dyed the sky red. The world of mortals sent each other, the rouge melted, and we never met again.