There is a familiar voice in my ears that is blurry. In my heart, what are the lyrics of the song?
Phoenix spreads its wings - Situ Lanfang
The phoenix flies southward and colorful clouds follow it.
Listen to how beautiful the mountains, rivers, water and heaven are
Spread your wings and wave the dreams around you
The sky is high and the birds are flying, I am intoxicated by the scenery
I want the blue sky to be my backrest
The white clouds are the stamens scattered under my feet
I can see the evening breeze blowing across the plains
Don’t pay attention to the world going around me
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Young people don’t know the taste of homesickness
The further away from home, the more precious the word love becomes
A familiar voice comes to my ears
With me Accompanying each other, journey after journey
The phoenix flies south and the colorful clouds follow her
Listen to how beautiful the mountains, rivers, water and heaven are
Spread your wings and wave the dreams around you< /p>
The sky is high and the birds are flying, and I am intoxicated by the scenery
I want the blue sky to be my backrest
The white clouds are the stamens scattered under my feet
The vast plains Seeing the evening breeze blowing
Don’t pay attention to the world going around you
Young people don’t know the taste of homesickness
The further away from home, the more precious the word love becomes
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A familiar voice came to my ears
Accompany me every step of the way
The phoenix flies south and the colorful clouds follow
Listen How beautiful are the mountains, rivers, and paradise
Spread your wings and wave the dreams all around
The sky is high and the birds are flying, I am intoxicated by the scenery
The phoenix flies southward and the colorful clouds follow< /p>
Listen to how beautiful the mountains, rivers, and heaven are
Spread your wings and wave the dreams around you
The sky is high and the birds are flying, I am intoxicated by the scenery
Phoenix Flying south, the colorful clouds are following
Hear how beautiful the mountains, rivers, water and heaven are
Spread your wings and wave your dreams around me
The sky is high and the birds are flying. I am intoxicated by the scenery. After leaving my hometown, a familiar voice sounded in my ears. What song?
I am very happy - Liu Xijun
Lyrics: Qi He
Music: Qi He
If you have anything, don’t say what you are afraid of
Believe me that I won’t cry and I won’t be sad
Who can tell clearly who is at fault
Still Why don't you blame me?
Don't dare to do anything if you want to My heart dropped from the 16th floor to Tower B on the first floor of the basement
I won’t be sad, don’t underestimate me
It’s a big deal if you can’t survive it. The song
Although it is a sad song with a trembling voice
It is much better than you. I am still very happy
I will never be sad again. Don’t underestimate me. I
Is there anything I can’t stand? Who said I can’t drink?
I drink more than anyone else and walk a little bumpy
I’m much stronger than you. I’m still very good. Happy
What can I not bear to do?
What are you afraid of? Believe me, I don’t care
Even if you leave
Even if you fall, my heart will change from ten Sixth floor
Drop down to Tower B on the first floor of the basement
I won’t be sad, don’t underestimate me
If you can’t survive it, just sing a song
Even though it’s a sad song, the voice is a little trembling
It’s much better than you, I’m still very happy
I won’t be sad, don’t underestimate me
Who said I can’t drink if I can’t survive?
I drink more than anyone else and my walking is a bit bumpy
I’m much stronger than you and I’m still very happy
I won’t be sad either, don’t underestimate me
Is there anything you can’t stand?
The worst is to sing a song
Even though it’s a sad song with a trembling voice
It’s much better than you, I’m still very happy
I won’t feel sorry for you. You underestimate me
I can’t bear to burn the letters you wrote
Forget your favorite songs and tie my eyes
I can’t shed tears Still Very Happy What is the song with the clearest voice in the lyrics and the most familiar voice
I know there is a song called The Clearest Voice by Sun Zihan. I remember the lyrics are from a TV series where I hear a familiar voice recalling
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The last time I couldn’t see those people growing old - Ma Di
Lyrics: Ma Di
Music: Ma Di
She couldn’t see it when I did it Friends
No desire for knowledge, just closeness
Like a bed back to back
Stranger for warmth
I miss me when she wakes up It’s time to go
I must have forgotten something
Then no one can remember
Is that kind of life happy?
All the shaking scenes
are boring to everyone
There is also a person standing in place
They are all spinning away from her
If you see me again one day
You tell her that I am no longer young
There is no way I can love her like a teenager
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La
I can’t travel far and I can’t die
La
Where are you, my dependent one?
La
You can’t travel far and you can’t die
La
The dependent people are waiting for you to grow old
Wake up many years later
Ask about what happened that year
You said it doesn’t matter
It was just a sad time Lyrics and your familiar voice when you forget
Song title: Will you still love me tomorrow
Singer: Tong Ange
Lyrics:
Midnight Radio
p>A song comes softly
That is you and me
A melody we are all familiar with
When you forget
I still remember
Will you still love me tomorrow
I already understand
The rules of chasing love
Although I can’t love you
But I don’t know what to do
I believe there will be a day
You will definitely leave
But tomorrow you Do you still love me?
All stories
There can only be one theme song
I know your last choice
All love
There can only be one result
I know deeply
That is definitely not me
Since I have loved before
< p> Why should I really have you?Even if I say goodbye
I won’t be too sad
The melody in the midnight
Keep repeating With that song
Will you still love me tomorrow
All stories
There can only be one theme song
I know you The last choice
All love
can only have one result
I know deeply
That is definitely not me
Since I have loved you before
Why should I really have you?
Even if we say goodbye
I won’t be too sad
Midnight melody
Keep repeating that song
Will you still love me tomorrow
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Will you still love me tomorrow There is a familiar voice in the lyrics, hot...
My heart is beating and my love is burning
Singer: Xie Jun
Sometimes I look into your eyes with fascination
Sometimes I listen to your voice quietly
Sometimes I look at your back longingly< /p>
Sometimes I silently share your sadness
I feel like you are floating like a cloud
My love for you is lingering in my dreams
I don’t know you Do you understand whether I feel it?
My heart is beating and my love is burning
I really don’t want to search
My heart is beating and my love is burning
When will you give me a gentle embrace?
My heart is beating and my love is burning
You are not far away, smiling slightly
My heart is beating and my love is burning. Burn
I will love you until the end of time
Or listen to this song yourself and try Wang Qiang - This time I really moved my heart
Lyrics: Zhang Chao
Composer: Zhang Chao
Should I forget or escape?
I can’t lie to myself
I want to see the scenery of happiness I can’t live without you
Listening to your voice is so warm and familiar
They are all wonderful memories
I know how to cherish you in the end to have you
This time I am really moved, I really have feelings for you
It’s too late to give up
I will always have your beautiful back in the days to come
Give me a chance to say I love you
This time I am really moved, I really have feelings for you
I am willing to suffer no matter how much it takes
Because in my heart you are my only one
My lifelong companionship gives you the familiar voice of missing you, missing you, missing you, what song is it
It’s really good Miss You (Lyrics) Singer: Zhou Bingqian I really miss you, at night I call out to the colorful clouds chasing the moon at dawn You also know that my heart is silently sending me warmth I really miss you so much, at night I call out to the stars in the sky at dawn You also understand my heart. I only have you in my heart. How can my love for you be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers? Under the moon, my love floats gently. I really miss you. You are my brilliant dawn in the cold winter. Oh, it has already passed. May the spring scenery fill your heart. I really miss you. I call out to the stars in the sky at dawn at night. You also understand my heart. There is only you in my heart. Your smile is like a song, nourishing my love for you. Your voice is like a river, nourishing my love. I really miss you. You are the dawn of my life. The cold winter has long passed. I hope I stay in your heart. Composition for the third grade of junior high school: Familiar voice
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This is the composition for the third grade of junior high school
Some days , some things, even if you don’t remember them deliberately, will become the most precious impression in your mind.
The night is as quiet as water, really quiet. At this time, I was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling and silently reciting "Fifty-seven, fifty-six...there are still eight hours before the big exam." I closed my eyes hard and pretended to fall asleep again and again, but I couldn't. Not nervous at all, I know that for sure. It seems that I am waiting for something, as if only what I am waiting for can make me sleep peacefully. I waited quietly... Finally...
"Bata, bah", the footsteps gradually approached, "squeak -" the door opened gently. A figure came in. Although my back was to the door, I could still feel the hesitation of his figure, which seemed to be confirming whether I was asleep. I tried to stay still to look like I was asleep. The air was silent for a few seconds, but it could not escape her eyes after all. After all, she was a mother.
"Son——, can't you sleep?" "Well... um——" I breathed a sigh of relief and replied hesitantly.
"Don't worry too much, be calm. Mom believes in you. If you don't do well in the exam, I won't blame you. As long as you work hard, you will succeed." The familiar gentle words came to my ears, so urgent and worried. , as if they were afraid of disturbing me.
Tossing and turning a little, I was surprised at my calmness. Once upon a time, he was such an impetuous and rash person, but now he is as well-behaved as a little sheep under this familiar voice? Maybe it was the tension of the big exam that made me calm down and experience the voice, or maybe...
No matter why, that series of words always made me feel overwhelmed. Looking back on the past, when did I, who was frivolous and cold, take my mother's words seriously? Whenever she proudly praises me to her relatives and friends, whenever she teaches me patiently, whenever she comforts me kindly, I always reject this kind of love in my cold heart for various reasons, leaving a sad heart. mother.
Mother is a quaint old house, but it cannot bring new scenery to our souls. We persistently throw her away and vow to create our own space. But when one day the heavy iron door closes ruthlessly from behind, and we can no longer listen to those gentle words, it is too late...
The night is still very quiet, but I I am very lucky. I am lucky that my mother’s voice is always lingering around me, allowing my soul to experience baptism again and again. Mother is not only heaven and earth, but also the most familiar voice around me...
I closed my eyes with peace of mind and waited to listen again the next day.
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Every day, when we walk on the road, we will hear many sounds that are familiar to us. The chirping of birds, the passing traffic, and the noise of the crowd. But for me, the most familiar voice is that kind, old, and stern voice - the teacher's voice. That voice is like an invisible whip, pushing us forward.
In my first impression, the teacher’s voice represented being scolded. Look, the teacher stood up on the podium, threw the book on the table, stared, and started her long speech. From the economic crisis to the sharp increase in employment pressure, from the high school score line being raised to the difficulty of the high school entrance examination, during this period, From time to time, I called out the names of some unlucky classmates. We sitting below were really scared and worried that we would be scolded by the teacher if we didn't pay attention. That feeling is, in one word, bitter. Later, as we grew older and wiser, the teacher’s criticisms became less and less, and there were more worries and encouragements. Maybe the teacher’s voice was heard too much. I often heard it in one ear and out the other. The teacher just finished speaking, and I don’t even remember what the teacher just said. But, finally one day, I understood the deep love in the teacher's stern voice, and the incomparable concern in the voice.
It was a cold winter, the weather was extremely cold, the wind was howling, and the cold virus also spread across the land of China on the cold wind. Soon, the old and frail teacher caught a cold.
When I learned the good news that my teacher had a cold, I was so happy. How about letting you keep talking all day long? Are you sick now? We can hear less of your nagging.
During the class meeting, the teacher appeared in front of the podium with a red face.
This week, we...we...,'hehe', the performance of the class is good...'hehe', these...several students performed very well..., for example, Xiao A The classmates brought their cameras, "Hehe", the photos they took for everyone are very good, and classmate B also... "Hehe"... Although the teacher kept coughing, and although the teacher's body seemed very weak, he She is still there talking and talking...
From then on, every word the teacher said will be deeply remembered by me. When I get carried away, her words will echo in my mind. When I want to be lazy, the teacher's voice will come to mind again, and I will hurry up to do things; when I want to be discouraged, the teacher's voice will come to mind again, and I will quickly muster up confidence to move forward. Rush; that sound, again and again...
Ah! The voice I am most familiar with, that of my teacher, will remain in my memory forever.
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Talking about familiar sounds - you may hear the distinctive shouts of the vendors in the lanes, or the enthusiasm of the audience after the speech on stage. The applause may be the sound of care from classmates after the illness. But for me, the most familiar sound is the most important sound, the most unforgettable sound, and the most extraordinary sound.
This voice is the voice of maternal love.
Motherly love? Voice of encouragement
"There is no victorious general on the battlefield." As this saying goes, study and exams are like a fierce battle, with a winner and a loser. point. This time during the final exam, I accidentally fell due to carelessness. Holding the failed test paper, his eyes were full of golden beans, his head drooped, and he moved slowly towards home.
"Mom, I'm back." I threw my schoolbag everywhere and leaned on the sofa listlessly. "When you look like this, you know you didn't do well in the exam, right?" Mom came out of the kitchen and saw me like this, and couldn't help but frowned, "Can you adjust your mentality every time you take the exam, instead of every time you take the exam?" Did you lean on the sofa in despair after failing the exam? "It's not that I have a bad mentality, it's just that I'm very tired every time I take the exam!" I stood up and looked at my mother with a sad face. "Being tired in exams is caused by a bad mentality!" "I..." "Child, don't think of exams as a big deal. It's just an exam, a test of your usual learning. Accumulate more on weekdays, Adjust your mentality before the exam and face it calmly, and the results will be unexpected!" Listening to these somewhat profound words, this familiar voice gave me an unusual feeling. A smile gradually spread from his mouth. This voice of encouragement with motherly love made me wake up, like a small oil lamp, opening up the light for me in the journey of life.
Motherly love? Voice of longing
Friday.
After school in the afternoon, I laughed and laughed with my classmates and strolled around the nearby streets. Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkened, the setting sun was like blood, leaving only a ray of sunset on the horizon. A hazy feeling slowly enveloped the city, and it seemed to envelope my heart...ah! Damn it! Mom is still at home waiting for me to come home from school! I actually forgot to notify my mother!
Saying goodbye to my classmates in a hurry, I flew back home as the sun set.
"Mom, I..." Just after changing into slippers, I looked up and saw my mother running out of the back room. "Child, you...are back?" "Yes." Not knowing what to say, I responded softly. "Why didn't you even call me after school? My mother was at home... I was almost crazy. I thought something had happened to you. I searched for you several times when I went out and couldn't find you..." Looking at my mother's melancholy look, I felt in my heart. There was a ripple of uneasiness. "Child, remember to come back late from school...remember...to make a phone call!" Mom choked. Listening to this familiar voice and these unusual words, I felt angry and ashamed of my behavior. My mother's sobs were full of her longing for me and her son!
Outside the window, the night is no longer hazy, and the moon spreads its soft light all over the earth. Mother's love, just like the soft moonlight, expresses her emotions and hard work with familiar movements and familiar sounds. Mother's love is everywhere.
The voice of maternal love echoed in my ears for a long time. This is the most important, the most unforgettable, the most extraordinary, and the most familiar sound.
I'm also looking for this song, and there's another line that says colorful clouds are following, followed by a familiar voice coming from midnight
Is it Situ Lanfang's phoenix spreading its wings
Situ Lanfang - Phoenix spreads its wings
Lyrics/Music; Zhang Shan
Singer; Situ Lanfang
The Phoenix flies south and the colorful clouds follow
Listen How beautiful is the mountains, rivers and paradise
Spread your wings and wave the dreams around you
The sky is high and the birds are flying, I am intoxicated by the scenery
I want the blue sky to be my back< /p>
The white clouds are the stamens scattered under my feet
I can see the evening breeze blowing across the plains
The world is going around so don’t pay attention
Young people don’t know The taste of homesickness
The farther away from home, the more precious the word love becomes
A familiar voice comes to my ears
Accompany me every step of the way< /p>
The phoenix flies southward and the colorful clouds follow it
Listen to how beautiful the mountains, rivers, water and heaven are
Spread your wings and wave your dreams around you
The sky is high I am intoxicated by the scenery as I let the birds fly
I want the blue sky to be my backrest
The white clouds are the stamens scattered under my feet
I can see the evening breeze blowing across the vast plains
Don’t pay attention to the world going around you
Young people don’t know the taste of homesickness
The further away from home, the more precious the word love becomes
Passed by ear Come to the familiar voice
Accompany me every step of the way
The phoenix flies south and the colorful clouds follow
Listen to how beautiful the mountains, rivers, water and heaven are
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Spread your wings and wave your dreams around you
The sky is high and the birds are flying and I am intoxicated by the scenery
The phoenix flies southward and the colorful clouds are following
Listening to the mountains and rivers How beautiful is the water paradise
Spread your wings and wave the dreams all around
The sky is high and the birds are flying, I am intoxicated by the scenery
The phoenix flies southward and the colorful clouds are following
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Listen to how beautiful the mountains, rivers, and heaven are
Spread your wings and wave the dreams around you
The sky is high, let the birds fly, the scenery makes me intoxicated, the familiar sounds, essay juxtaposition
In a person's life, there are successes and failures. Perhaps failure accounts for 99%, while success accounts for only 1%, so success is rare and the taste of success is also unusual. I have also succeeded, and I have tasted success.
When I was a child, I once learned to swim. I thought swimming was easy, but I didn’t know that it was not easy to learn. Grandpa jumped into the swimming pool first. I stood on top and dared not go into the water. Grandpa encouraged me and said: Don't be afraid, just go into the water and give it a try. You won't learn to swim unless you go into the water. Encouraged by my grandfather, I went into the water, but as soon as the water reached my chest, I felt the pressure of the water. It squeezed my stomach so much that I had to exert a lot of effort when breathing. I didn’t know what my nose was doing. It was difficult to inhale. I could only breathe with my mouth wide open, as if I was trying to swallow something. It was very uncomfortable. Later, I learned to walk in the water. I thought it was no big deal to learn to swim. As long as I took a big breath, my body would float easily. After a few more paddles and paddling with my feet, I would "sail forward." "Yes. But his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and it was very difficult to lift them up. First of all, you have to learn to hold your breath in the water. Your whole head is in the water, and if you accidentally take a mouthful of water, I can hold it for about twenty seconds. I think I will continue to work hard and move forward to thirty seconds. . Then I started to learn the basic skills of swimming. I moved my hands from the middle to all sides like boat oars, and danced my feet back and forth, while holding my breath. I just fluttered two or three times, and I felt pretty good about myself. I was a little proud. , at this time I felt my body slowly sinking. So, my heart panicked, my hands and feet were all messed up, and then I drank another sip of water. The taste was really unpleasant. Later, my grandpa helped me, pulled me ashore, and said to me: "Your problem is ventilation." , the result of uncoordinated paddling and kicking, as long as I persist, I will succeed. "I am no longer discouraged, firmly believing that "an iron pestle can be ground into a needle." I am determined to get into the water again and learn to swim. I took a deep breath, dived into the water suddenly, and then started paddling bit by bit according to the method my grandpa taught me.
Sure enough, grandpa taught me