Title: "Blessing"
Performed by: Jacky Cheung
Friends, I'll always bless you
Ah, friends, I'll always bless you
Don't ask, don't tell, it's all in the air
Let's spend this moment in silence by the light of the candles
Don't wave, don't look back, when I sing this song
I'm afraid of the tears that will gently fall from my eyes
I'll always keep my smile in my heart. I'm afraid of the tears that gently slide down
I wish to keep my smile in my heart forever
I'll walk with you through every spring, summer, autumn and winter
A few sorrows and a few worries, life is hard to avoid pain
You can't really know how to cherish and have until you've lost it
It's hard to let go of love, it's hard to keep people, it's hard to leave them behind
It's cold, it's hot and it's cold in my heart
I'm not sure if I've ever been in love, but I'm not sure if I've ever been in love with you.
All the best to you.
It won't be too far to say goodbye and see you again
If there's a chance, there's a chance that we can look forward to tomorrow
You and I are reunited in a glorious season
It won't be too far to say goodbye and see you again
If there's a chance, there's a chance that we can look forward to tomorrow
You and I are reunited in a glorious season
Don't ask, don't say anything, don't say anything at all.
Don't ask, don't tell, it's all in the air
Let's spend this moment quietly by candlelight
Don't wave, don't look back, when I sing this song
I'm afraid of the tears that gently fall down my face
Tears that gently fall down my face
Title: "Friends"
Performed by: Zhou Hua Jian
All these years, I've been alone, and I've never seen a single person who has not been a friend.
The wind and the rain have gone by
There have been tears and mistakes
Do you remember what you insisted on
It takes true love to understand
You will be lonely and you will look back
There is always a dream and you will always be there in your heart
A friend walks with me in my life
There is no longer any word for those days
A lifetime, a lifetime of love and a cup of wine.
A friend is never alone
A friend you'll understand
There's still hurt and there's still pain
There's still me to go
Title: "You at the Table"
Performed by: Old Wolf
Will you think of it tomorrow
The diary that you wrote yesterday
Will you remember it tomorrow
The diary that you wrote yesterday
Will you think of it tomorrow
The diary that you loved most
Will you remember it tomorrow?
You used to be the one who cried the most
Teachers can't remember you
You couldn't guess the questions
It was only when I happened to look up the photos
I remembered you at the same table
Who married the sentimental one
Who read your diary
Who coiled up your hair
Who made the wedding dress
You used to be the one who was the best in the world at that time
You used to be the best in the world at that time.
You used to be so careful
You asked me to borrow half an eraser
You also once accidentally said
You like to spend time with me
The sky was always so blue at that time
The days always go by too slowly
You always said that graduation was far away
You're going to run away in the blink of an eye
Whoever meets you, you'll have to be careful.
Who comforts you when you cry
Who reads the letter I wrote you
Who throws it to the wind
The days of yore are long gone
I'll have my wife too
I'll show her the photos too
And I'll tell her about you at the table
Who marries you when you're sad
Who comforts you when you cry?
Who put your hair up in a bun
Who made your wedding dress
Song name: "I'll Have You For Life"
Performed by: Mizuki Niannian
I woke up from crying because I dreamt that you'd left
I watched the night wind blowing across the window sill
Can you feel my love
When I'm old, I'm going to be able to see the world.
Will you still be by my side when I grow old
See all those vows and lies
Slowly drifting away with the past
How many people have adored your youthful face
Do you know who is willing to withstand the relentless changes of the years
How many people have come and gone in your life
Do you know that I'll always be with you in my life?
When everything has become dull
Is there a kind of persistence that still remains in the heart
Title: "Glory Days"
Performed by BEYOND
The bells are ringing to signal his return home
It seems like there's a little bit of sighing in his life
The significance of his black skin
is that a lifetime of dedication to the struggle of the skin color is a major factor in the success of a person's life. Dedicated to the struggle of skin color
Years have turned what he had into what he lost
Tired eyes with hope
Today there is only a remnant of his body
Greeting the glory days
Holding on to his freedom in the wind and the rain
A lifetime of struggle with uncertainty
Confidence that he can change the future
Asking who can do it
Can you be a man regardless of skin color
Can you be a man regardless of skin color?
Can there be no boundaries of skin color
May there be no distinction between you and me in this land
The beauty of the colorful flashes
It is because it does not separate each color
Years have turned what we have into what we have lost
Tired eyes are filled with expectations
Today there is only a remnant of the body
Greeting the glory days
I'm glad to see that I've been able to make it through this life.
Holding on to freedom in the storm
A lifetime of struggle
Confidence can change the future
Ask who can do it
Today there are only shells left
Greeting the glory days
Holding on to freedom in the storm
A lifetime of struggle
Confidence can change the future
I'm sure that I will be able to do it. The sound of laughter reminds me of my flowers
They bloom quietly in every corner of my life
I used to think I'd be by her side forever
Today, we're gone in the sea
They're all old, aren't they?
Where are they?
And so we went our separate ways
I miss her
Is she still driving?
Go on!
They have been blown away by the wind and scattered to the ends of the earth
Some of the stories have not been told yet, so let's forget about them
Those feelings are hard to distinguish between truth and falsehood in the course of the years
Nowadays, this place is overgrown with grass and there are no more flowers
It's good that we once had you in spring, autumn, winter, summer and so on
They are old, aren't they?
Where are they?
And so we went our separate ways
Is she still blooming?
I'm going to go!
They have been blown away by the wind and scattered to the ends of the earth
La ......
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La ......
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People are like the wind blown away to the ends of the earth
They're old, aren't they?
Where are they?
Song name: "Gardenia Blossom"
Performed by: He Gui
So beautiful so white
It's the season we're leaving
It's hard to let go of you, you shy girl
It's just like a fragrance that lingers on in my heart
The gardenia blossom is so cute
Waving bye-bye to the joy and the absence of happiness. Waving goodbye to the joy and helplessness
The time seems to be running fast
Day and night we irrigate our youth
Gardenia blossoms blossom and blossom
Like crystal waves blooming in my heart
Gardenia blossoms blossom blossom and blossom
The faint youth and pure love
Gardenia blossoms blossom so lovely. So lovely
Wave goodbye to the joy and helplessness
The time seems to be running fast
The days and nights irrigate our youth
Gardenia blossoms blossom and blossom
Like crystal waves blooming in the sea of my heart
Gardenia blossoms blossom blossom and blossom
It's the pure love of the faint youth.
The gardenia blossoms are blooming
Like the crystalline waves blooming in my heart
The gardenia blossoms are blooming
The gardenia blossoms are blooming
Like the crystalline waves blooming in my heart
The gardenia blossoms are blooming
The gardenia blossoms are blooming
The gardenia blossoms are blooming
The gardenia blossoms are blooming
The gardenia blossoms are blooming
The gardenia blossoms are blooming
The gardenia blossoms are blooming
It's a light youthful pure love
Gardenia flowers bloom
It's a light youthful pure love
The gardenia flowers bloom
It's a light youthful pure love
Song name: "Wish you a smooth journey"
Performed by: Nicky Wu
That day when I knew that I was going to have a smooth journey
Performed by: Nicky Wu
I knew that I would have a smooth journey
That day when I knew that I was going to have a smooth journey
Performed by: Nicky Wu
The day when I knew that I was going to have a smooth journey
That day I knew you were leaving
We didn't say a word
When the midnight bells knocked on the door of my parting heart
But I couldn't open the door of my deep silence
That day I saw you off at the end of the day
We didn't say a word
When the crowded platforms squeezed the people who were seeing you off
But they couldn't squeeze me out of my deep sorrow
I didn't say a word
I didn't say anything at all.
I know you have a thousand words
but you won't say them
You know I'm worried and I'm sad
but you don't dare to say them
When you're carrying your bag
and you're unloading your honor
I can only let my tears stay in the bottom of my heart
with a small smile and a strong wave
I hope you'll be happy with the way you look.
I wish you a safe journey
When you stepped on the platform
You'll be alone from now on
I can only wish you the best of luck
Deepest wishes to you, my dearest friend
I wish you a safe journey
We didn't leave a single word on the day we sent you off to the end of your journey
When the crowded platforms were crowded with people who wanted to say goodbye
I was so happy that I was able to see you off.
Are you like me when I bow my head in the sun
Sweating and working hard
Are you like me when I suffer from indifference
But still don't give up on the life I want
Are you like me when I'm busy pursuing all day long
Pursuing a kind of unexpected gentleness
Are you like me when I used to be so confused and lost in my thoughts
I'm not sure if I've ever been able to find a way to make a living. I've been wandering around the crossroads one at a time
Because I don't care
What people say
I've never forgotten my
Promise to myself
Obsession with love
I know
My future isn't a dream
I'm serious about living every minute
My future isn't a dream
My future isn't a dream
My future isn't a dream
My future isn't a dream
My future isn't a dream
I'm serious about living every minute
My future is not a dream
My heart moves with hope
My future is not a dream
I'm serious about every minute
My future is not a dream
My heart moves with hope
It's moving with hope
Song name: "The Brothers Who Slept on the Bed Above Me"
The brother who sleeps on the bunk above me
The silent you
The questions you used to ask me
No one asks them now
The brother who shared his cigarettes
The brother who shared his joy
You can't always guess the coins I'm holding in my hand
Shaking my head, I say it's too mysterious
You've come to me, and I'm not going to tell you what I'm going to do.
Your letters are becoming more and more polite
You don't say a word about love
You say you have a lot of friends now but you don't worry about those things anymore
The brother who slept on the top bunk of my bed
Sleeping on the memories of my loneliness
The girl you always talked about in those days
Whether or not you sent her hairband
You say that every time you talk about her, you're always talking about her.
You said that whenever you look back at the setting sun
Whenever you hear the evening bell again
Every bit of the past will come up
In your heart when you can't grieve in time
You asked me when we could go back together
To see our dormitory and our past
The words that you engraved on the wall are still clear
Ever since that time, there has been no way to wipe them away. No one can erase it
The brother who slept on my bunk
The brother who slept on my lonely memories
The questions you used to ask me
No one asks them now
The brother who shared his cigarettes
The brother who shared his joy
The questions you used to ask me
No one asks them now
The question you used to ask me now
The question you used to ask me now
The question you used to ask me now
The question you used to ask me now
No one asks me now
2. Forgiveness, forgiveness does not mean forgetting, does not mean pardon, but let yourself a way out. Loneliness is not a matter of whether or not you have friends, but whether or not you live in your heart.
3. A song with a story. Listening to it can recall too many trivial past, so basically I rarely listen to it, because I do not want to go back to the former bits and pieces.
4, because I know you are an easy to worry about the child, so I will line into your hands but also dare not fly too far. Whether I fly with the wind to the clouds I hope you can see, even if I occasionally play the lost also know that you are waiting for me.
5, youth and passion as the end of summer flowers, efforts to bloom, in the evening wind in the dusk to tie up the flowers. I will remember that I have loved you.
6. It is a piece of withered leaf that is drifting away with the wind. I am a leaf on your tea cup, from now on in your world without a sound. Looking through the window at the warm yellow lights of the night, from time to time will forget the time, forget their original direction.
7, the night will always wake up, wake up is not easy to sleep, with a thought, a kind of nostalgia, a kind of thinking, perhaps with inexplicable silence fear, in short, not good at all, and even sometimes a kind of neurotic feeling.
8, a kind of text, clip the memory of something! The heart has melancholy, but it is a two-word expression. Words have countless, less than the sense of touch. As if the sick and anxious doctor, but there is no good prescription, if the cast is so haggard. Just a mood to draw a semicircle, as you wish to express a simple everything, as if the mosquito bites, shoot to perhaps very comfortable, shoot not to drive away some kind of pain and itch.
9, because of my reasons, you resolutely turn away, I can only choose to accept, can you put the footsteps lighter, slower? Don't let the dust of that parting cover your back, looking back in whether you see my eyes engraved with your name?
10, I had dreamed that one day I could put on a traveling bag with you and go together to see the mountains that I have not seen, go together to walk through the water that I have not walked through, together to spend our youth that we have not squandered, and take pictures to commemorate those who can not commemorate the memory.
11, true love, not because you can bring me what to love you, but because of love you and ready to accept everything you bring. True love is not to expect you so that I can boast in front of people, but deep in my heart there is such a grasp: even if all the people are not with me, you will still stand by my side.
12, this day, finally I am tired, no longer ask you to give what, just think of giving you more, can not deny that I can never escape, this life, my heart will be bound, understand, will no longer struggle, soothe the wounds of the moment, just hope that no longer add a new injury, there is no way to stop the thoughts, just let it quietly stretch, just control to not let you see, this The darkness of the space, you will never be accustomed to see, then let me stay here, always looking up at your smiling face.
13, some problems are always back and forth, disturbing all my mind and life! In fact, the ultimate reason is only one, put in the heart is not willing to express too obvious, I know, like a lock, only they can find the key to open, I think also need more power to be able to!
14, I can hear the heartbeat of the rain, can smell the flavor of the rain like flowers. These are just like the one I want, really. Perhaps, at this point, I can't perceive where I am in the world.
15, leaving behind the empty silence belongs only to themselves, which is a kind of speech that can not be depressed, just will say to themselves that later a person is not browsing in that familiar place, because the scenery is beautiful but there will always be a grain of sand blowing in the eyes, the place is big but can not accommodate a pair of happy feet, so that had this joy and happiness only belong to the double and no longer singular confusion and a touch of familiarity. The first thing you need to do is to get a good understanding of how to use the Internet.
16, gurgling water rushing, faintly lingering resentment, ticking rain rolled down, diffuse years of tunnel, cover the curtains of the expectations. Cutting the thoughts, the grief of the eyes, with helpless sadness, the vicissitudes of the years, stay here, fixed at this moment in the eyes of the sadness, wisps, illusion such as clouds such as fog, such as the moon in the water in the mirror flowers.
17, the real women are determined to abandon the so-called femininity is still beautiful people; real men are determined to take male responsibility, but still feel sad people.
18, the sun, still still open the clouds, illuminated, was blown by the autumn wind of life. Hold a cup of coffee, close your eyes, in the softness of the water, quietly savoring the taste of not adding sugar. Those who left me after the endless bleakness of prosperity, are like dust, with the time to rest. I try to smile, blossom into a red Manjusshawas. Perhaps, on the road of life, you and I are not returnees, just passers-by, sadness is already destined to end.
19, give me a period of time, wandering outside the orbit of reality. Let me quietly in the sunshine was gently touched, and then painfully shed tears, feel a cycle of hardship, and then return to life, continue to do back to a daily for learning and dreams and running around students.
20, I am a halfway flower, despair, still waiting to open Lost.
21, some places, with some kind of joy and happiness, every time by chance touch those words, will not be able to recall the past clouds of romance.
22, people are going to change, some people choose to change the environment, some people choose to be changed by the environment. Many times you can not change when I had to choose, in which to find the power to make themselves happy.
23, time is relentless, take away is too much, but also left an indelible certain happy memories, will always be in a silent night as if the ghost of the emergence of the mind, so that the survival of that pain endlessly evaporated until suffocation, I think it is not the wrong way of thinking, just in the time should not appear to come out of the tormentor, feel relentless to the extreme.
24, with the departure of the ladybird, the softness of the rain is gone, followed by a sheepish desperation. It is the withered pourer, is the sonata of acacia, trembling every bleeding heart, I suffer, but can only use the words to vent sadness, I gently leave sadness on the paper, do not dare to wake up the sleepy destruction of fun in the autumn rain, because it is the rain of the departure of sadness, is the creation of silence, and a challenge to the thoughts of an alternative to the complement.
25, the dome of the sky overhead, flooded with gray-blue light, shining poignantly on the snow, the only few withered grass, but also buried into the sea of white.
Ten of the most beautiful Song lyrics, sentence by sentence poke the heartHuman emotions have always been closely linked to poetry, especially those impressive sentimental poems. The following ten poignant verses speak to the pain of your heart.
Zhao Lingji's "Qing Ping Le"
The spring breeze is still in the air.
It's the time of the year when the moths are yellow and the weather is clear.
Last year, the green door of the purple street was closed, but tonight, the rain and the clouds are still in the air.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it in a few hours.
Zhang Yan's "Eight Voices of Ganzhou"
Remembering the Jade Gate snow tour, the cold air brittle sable fur. The old road along the dry forest, the long river to drink horses, this intention is long. The short dream is still on the river table, and old tears are spilled in the western part of the state. The word is untitled, and the falling leaves are all sad.
Carrying the white clouds to go back, ask who left Chu Pei, make shadow in the continent? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first thing you need to do is to get the best of the best. The empty feelings, there is a slanting sun, but afraid to climb the stairs
Zhang Yan "Partridge Sky"
Who will play the jade flute upstairs, the water in front of the mountain all night long clouds low. The swallows are a thousand miles away, and the pear blossoms are a branch of rain.
The Purification of the Purification is approaching, and the sale of molasses is taking place. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.
Zhang Yan's "The Measures of the Morning Calm"
At the time of the Qingming Festival, the rain was loud, and the tide embraced the sand of the ferry. The first time I saw it, it was a cold look at the pear blossoms, and the life was bitterly in love with the end of the world.
Swallow curtains and warbler households, cloudy windows and foggy pavilions, waking up and crying crows. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a piece of willow, and you'll be able to get it back.
Yan Guidao's "Butterfly Lovers"
The wind and the flotsam are cold and want to be finished, the falling powder and red, day after day into a fragrant array. The new wine has been added to the remaining wine, and this spring will not reduce the hatred of the previous spring.
Butterfly to warbler fly nowhere to ask, across the water high building, look off the double fish letter. The first thing you need to do is to get the ball rolling, and the second thing you need to do is to get the ball rolling, and the third thing you need to do is to get the ball rolling.
Liu Yong's "Butterfly Lovers"
Standing on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrows, eerily born in the sky. The grass color and smoke in the light of the remaining light, no words, who will be by the appendage intention.
I want to get drunk, and I want to sing a song to the wine, and I want to enjoy the music, but I don't want to taste it. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what I am talking about and what I want to do.
Ouyang Xiu's Butterfly Lovers
How deep is the courtyard?
The willow piles up the smoke, and the curtains have no weight.
The jade lei carves the saddle to swim in the metallurgy, the building is high, I do not see the Zhangtai Road.
Rain and wind in March,
The door is covered with dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring.
Tearful eyes ask the flower does not speak, messy red flew over the swing to go.
Qin Guan's "Magpie Bridge Immortal"
The slender clouds are delicate, the flying stars are hateful, and the silver man is a long way away. The first time they met, they were better than the rest of the world.
Softly, softly, softly, softly, softly. The two of them have been in love for a long time, and it is not in the morning and evening.
Ouyang Xiu's The Wave of Sand
Wish the east wind with wine and **** calmly, the poplars and the purple strings of Luocheng East. It is always then hand in hand, swimming all over the bushes.
The bitter rush of reunion and dispersal, this hate is endless. This year's flower is better than last year's red. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Li Qingzhao, "Wuling Spring"
The wind and the dust and the fragrance of the flowers have been exhausted, and the evening of the day is tired of combing the hair. The first thing that I want to say is that I want to be able to speak.
I heard that the spring of Shuangxi is still good, also want to pan light boat. The first is a small boat, but the second is a small boat, and the third is a small boat.
Ten poems to read the beauty of winter
1, the beauty of the cold
"River Snow"
Tang Liu Zongyuan
Thousands of birds fly away, ten thousand paths of the people trail off.
A lonely boat with a straw raincoat, fishing alone in the snow of the cold river.
2. The beauty of warmth
Ask Liu XIX
Tang Bai Juyi
Green ants and new grains of wine, red mud and a small fireplace.
The evening sky wants to snow, can drink a glass of no?
The dog barks at the door of the mountain, and the man returns home at night in the wind and snow.
4. The Beauty of Fragrance
Plum Blossoms
Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty
The plum blossoms bloom alone in the cold.
5. The Beauty of Magnificence
Farewell to Dong Da
Tang Gao Shi
Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and twilight of the sun, the north wind blowing geese and snow.
The beauty of the wind
The Song Under the Seas
Tang Lu Lun
The moon is dark and the geese are flying high, and the monarchs are running away at night.
I want to ride my horse, but the snow is full of bows and knives.
7, the beauty of the cold
"Snow Song Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital"
Cen Sen of the Tang Dynasty
The north wind rolls the ground white grass folded, the Hutian in August that is the flying snow.
The spring breeze came suddenly, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed.
The curtains are wet, the fox fur is not warm, the coverlet is thin.
The general can't control his bow, and the guards' iron coats are cold and hard to wear.
The sea is dry and icy, and the clouds of sadness are gloomy.
The Chinese army is drinking wine to the returning guests, with the Huqin, the Pipa and the Qiang flute.
The snow is falling down from the door of the yamen, and the wind is blowing the red flag, which cannot be turned over.
The snow was all over the Tianshan Road when I left.
I can't see you on the mountain road, but I can't see you on the snowy sky.
8. The Beauty of Solitary Thoughts
Chang Xiang Si
Qing Nalan Seide
A journey to the mountains, a journey to the water, and a journey to the Yuguan that side of the line.
The night is deep and a thousand tents are lit.
The wind and the snow have changed a lot,
and it is not possible to break the dream of the countryside. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it.
9, the beauty of toughness
The Pine
Chen Yi
The snow pressed the pine, the pine is straight and straight.
If you want to know that the pine is noble, wait until the snow melts.
10, the beauty of the atmosphere
"Qinyuanchun - Snow"
Mao Zedong
The scenery of the north, a thousand miles of ice, ten thousand miles of snow.
The Great Wall and beyond, but the rest of the mang mang;
The great river up and down, but the loss of the monstrous.
The mountain is a silver snake, the original is a wax elephant,
want to try to compete with the sky.
It must be a clear day, to see the red dress, enchanting.
The Jiangshan River is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to compete.
It's a pity that the Qin Emperor and the Han Emperor were not as successful as the Tang Emperor and the Song Emperor, but they were not as successful as the Tang Emperor and the Song Emperor.
A generation of pride, Genghis Khan,
only know how to bend the bow to shoot a big eagle.
The past is gone, the counting of characters, but also look at the present day.