1, "Promise a lifetime of tenderness"
Author: Ge Dongdong
The thousand-year vow
Unwilling to be tortured by the years
Scaled all over
Seems to be predestined
Waiting for a thousand years
Only for this fateful encounter
Promising a lifetime of tenderness
Advancing to you
This is the first time that I have ever seen a person who has a tenderness of his own, but I have never seen a person who has a tenderness of his own, so I have never seen a person who has a tenderness of his own.
2, "Confessions of a Grassroots"
Author: Ge Dongdong
In the days of paper drunkenness
there was never anything but cigarettes and beautiful women
The pompous air
still smells of copper
What makes paper become
an almighty god
It is lust
or is it greed
This is the most important thing. p>Or greed
Silence like death
Choosing silence
I am powerless to struggle
I am trapped
Do I give up
No, no, no
Even if I'm ragged and destitute
I'm going to - - live nobly. -live nobly
3, "To Youth"
Author: Ge Dongdong
The flow of the year is too arrogant
Barbarously took away time
But left the memories behind
Hastily picking up the memories
The inexplicable sadness stabs all over the body
In the pain, it is as if It is only in the pain that the thrill of youth comes
4, "Tears"
Author: Yang Ruopeng
You violently slipped from the corner of your eyes
drawing out the lines of the earth
flowing, rolling river
go to the distant, distant mound
Lost lambs reverie in the
Riverbanks, I do not know the faraway
I don't know this kind of tears, but it is a good idea. >Nor do I know, what are these tears
that you float down from the sky?
5, "Always remember you"
Written by Wang Mao
Every time I met you, I pretended to be happy
Fearing that time was too blunt to wear out my memory
Waking up, I mistakenly thought that you were close at hand and would never leave me
Your beauty is fixed in the twenty-four year old's photo
Hundreds of handsome photographic poses attract people's fascination
Thousands of cute expressions explain your angelic naughtiness
Like a child, you borrowed Lolita to interpret the blossoming confluence
Like a crone, you have the vicissitudes of the pen sobbed the ghosts of God and shocked the world
Perhaps it is a genie, hurt in your eccentricity and mystery
Can I write you a hundred love poems without permission
Continued to the eighty-eighth issue of the pain is so painful that it is not able to breathe
There are so many beautiful people in the world, who can easily replace you
Never seen a plum, but the plum withered and the fragrance filled the ground
Never seen a bamboo horse, but the bamboo horse grew old, and the longing for each other was ten thousand miles away
From now on, all the people that I fall in love with are very much like you
You cry, how could a windy woman be so annoying to people
You see how completely you won
I will always remember you alone. I'll always remember you in my love song.