Is this love

"Is this love?" is a song sung by Joey Yung. It was composed by Wang Yajun and Lin Qiuli, composed by Lin Junjie, and arranged by Chen Jianwei and Cai Zhengxun. It was included in Joey Yung's album "Very Busy" released by Emperor Records on August 14, 2009.

Are you sure this is love? Do you love me?

Walking through the setting sun holding hands is a romance

Two people look into the distance, thinking that love is sunny

When I look back, my eyes are already wet with tears

When the sunset turns into stars when love changes direction

You are too nervous about love as always

But what will happen in the future? The unknown tomorrow always makes me wonder

Who gives me strength?

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I'm not afraid of you love me or not

I'm only afraid that you think you love me

Hold on to me, don’t count as owning you

I'm not afraid you don't know how to love me

I'm afraid you treat habit as love

You can't guess what I want

Two people look into the distance, thinking that love is sunny

When I look back, my eyes are already wet with tears

When the sunset turns into stars when love changes direction

You are too nervous about love as always

But what will happen in the future

The unknown tomorrow always makes me wonder

Who gives me strength

I'm not afraid of you love me or not

I'm only afraid that you think you love me

Hold on to me, don’t count as owning you

I'm not afraid of you, I don't know how to love me

I'm afraid you treat habit as love

You can't guess what I want

I'm not afraid of you love me or not

I'm only afraid that you think you love me

Hold on to me, don’t count as owning you

I'm not afraid you don't know how to love me

I'm afraid you treat habit as love

You can't guess what I want

Oh you can't guess what I want

Good love is a spring breeze, and it blooms wherever it blows. When the snow fell on the Yellow River, the Yellow River knew her sadness, and when the spring rain fell on the Yellow River, the Yellow River knew her sadness. She has always been a caterpillar, trying to become a butterfly, so she flies hard and flies. No one is waiting for you in place. There is no love waiting for you in the same place.