One month.
Monologue: Those Things That Happened in 1999 ......
Those Things That Happened in 1999
Like a faded movie
Wasteland burned through endlessly by time
Left with the boy who once had a picture of clarity
And sadness
No one remembers or asks
When they left
When they will come back
January:Hidden
Those years were drowned in a sea of people
How many of the songs that were once sung remain
We stood in the raging sea of people
How many of the flowers that were once planted still bloom
In nineteen eighty-five
In nineteen eighty-five
In nineteen eighty-five
The grass has been burnt endlessly by time
And the sad girls.
In nineteen ninety-nine, my eyes won't open
In nineteen ninety-nine, no one stays
In nineteen ninety-nine, my heart won't open
In nineteen ninety-nine, who's left alone? Left behind
Once I sang a song and watched the weeds fill the hillside
In nineteen ninety-nine I can't keep my eyes open
In nineteen ninety-nine There's no one left behind
In nineteen ninety-nine I can't keep my heart open
In nineteen ninety-nine Who's left alone
The grass is all over the hillside How many are left to sing
La ......
La ......
My boy learned to pamper<
The pranks that he loved Can't be remembered
Who's the girl who took off her blue hairband
When I see an old movie, I still cry
In nineteen nineteen-ninety-nine, I can't keep my eyes open
In nineteen nineteen-ninety-nine, there's no one left
In nineteen nineteen-ninety-nine, there's no one left
In nineteen ninety-nine, there's no one left. In nineteen ninety-nine My heart won't open
In nineteen ninety-nine Who's left alone
Once we held hands and said we'd travel forever
In nineteen ninety-nine My eyes won't open
In nineteen ninety-nine In nineteen ninety-nine, no one's left behind
In nineteen ninety-nine, my heart won't open
In nineteen ninety-nine, who's left behind alone
A lifetime of traveling, has this dream woken up yet
La... ...
la ......
February: crossword puzzle
II.
Monologue:
I remember what she once said ......
I remember what she once said
A world of one
so quiet you can hear the flowers blossom
She also once asked
How long would it take
before someone would listen to her world?
February:Crossword Puzzle
Darkness dawns and dusk comes again
Memories unfold and fold and re-fold
Green light red light green light again
Crowds scatter and gather and re-split again
Who waits as quietly as I do
How many dialogues have I heard along the road
Passing a few rusty door signs
How many blanks in life
Crossword puzzles I was born stupid and can't fill in
How many people exist in the future
There's a kind of happiness I was born lonely and can't wait for
How many dialogues of loneliness
Forgetting lines I open my mouth and can't say them
How many angels are in the heavens
Not seeing a feather even when I raise my head
Once upon a time in the past now in the future
How unexpected is it to meet someone in the sea of life
Then and now in three years and five years
Fireflies and hide-and-seek lose and come back again
Who gave me ordinary favor
Forgetting to smile and hide it
Who can I pass by that can't stop
How many blanks are there in life?
Crossword puzzles I was born stupid and can't fill them in
How many people exist in the future
Waiting for someone I was born alone and can't wait for
How many dialogues for loneliness
Forgetting lines I open my mouth and can't say them
How many angels are in the sky
I can't see a feather fall even if I lift up my head
Come back Leave and never come back
We wait, we are disappointed, we wait again
Summer, winter, summer and summer again
When the phone is turned off, it's never turned on again
March: Between me and you
Three months.
Soliloquy: We should only be so defiantly in love when we're young ......
We should only be so defiantly in love when we're young
And as we grow older
we can't recall those
those
those nights of sleepless nights due to thoughts of March:Between you and me
Sunny days, light is his white shirt
Cloudy days, clouds are his old bookmarks
His face is my weather station
Between notes, on the back of the exam paper, is your smiley face
The icebreaker ran aground in your dimples
The basalt is the side of your face
Your eyes seem to be hiding the truth of the world
Your eyes seem to be hiding the truth of the world.
Your eyes are like a museum
It's an endless tour
You're on the left, and happiness is on the right
Between you and me is the summer that will never grow old
Clouds are on the top, and the blue sky is infinite
Between the sky and the earth is the love that I've hidden in my heart
I can't get enough of it
It's a lifelong love affair
lalala......
The zoo, I love the monkeys making faces
The botanical gardens are quiet and you are silent
Amusement park, I'm standing on top of the Ferris wheel with you
You suddenly turn around and say, "The angels are at the top"
You're on the left, and the happiness stops at the right
Between you and me, is the never-ending summer of the same year
Clouds are on the top and the blue sky is infinitely far away.
Between the sky and the earth, there's a love that I've hidden in my heart
I'll love you for the rest of my life
lalala ......
lala lalala[winter summer]
lala lalala......
lala lalala[love can last forever]
lala lalala......
You're in front of me, the angels are behind me
Between you and me, it's magic that lights up the theater of time
On top of the stage, the performances are noteworthy
Between the lifting of the hands and the feet, happiness melts away like candies
Blurring my vision
April: Foolish
Wreak havoc with the month.
Monologue: He keeps asking ......
He keeps asking
Is April Fool's Day a holiday that belongs to me
Sometimes we can fool ourselves by blindfolding ourselves
The world is dark and safe
April:Fools
The prince in the fairy tale rides a white horse, smiles and doesn't speak
Is your prince me or him? Why don't you answer
Your beautiful years are the fairy tale I love
April Fools' Day revelry, I'm hiding in a corner
Your prince should be on a white horse, smile and speak to you
Wouldn't know I tell jokes like the fool I am
It is April Fools' Day.
April Fool's Day is here again, are you still laughing at me
Following the angels, I always see your face
Paper airplanes can't fly higher than before
Winter, summer, sunny, cloudy, the time has gone far away
Paper airplanes are filled with thoughts
I don't want the angels to land on me
The paper airplanes have been flying in circles, and then they come back to you
Inside the photo, I see the prince riding on his horse, smiling and talking.
Inside the photo, on the back of the cell phone, is your face
Paper airplanes flew past you, you can't see it
Your light shines brightly
I'm ordinary and unassuming
May Love Square
Wu Yue.
Monologue:Love is like candy ......
Love is like candy
Scattered all over the playground
Lights shine bright never closing
May:Love Square
Eyes open your smile is like the sea
Doors and windows open, you're waiting under the tree
The buttons of your school uniform fall off
I can't let go of them in my hand
The gentle glow of your mind
That's your smiling eyes
You're gazing at the sunset
Like the scent of a flower
Just like that, leaning against your shoulder
The North Star points in the wrong direction, swaying. I'm swaying in the wrong direction
Like this, I'm gazing at your face
Drawing the shape of happiness
Love Square never closes
Open my ears and listen to your heartbeat like a pendulum
Lights come on and I slowly walk onto the stage
Lying on you, I'm rocking on your bike
Wishing that the clock would stop and never leave
Behind me, soft wings grow Soft wings grow behind my back
And my thick chest
Waiting for the movie to play slowly, like the flow of time
What does it take to get close to paradise
This is the playground of dreams, with all its lights
Just like this, closing my eyes and imagining it
Guessing what the shape of this happiness would look like over and over and over and over and over and over and over again
Just like this, leaning against your shoulder
This is the way of the North Star, and the way of the world.
The North Star is pointing in the wrong direction, shaking
Just like this, gazing at your face
Drawing the shape of happiness
Love Plaza is not closed
June: He and She
Lu Yue.
Monologue: those unspeakable words ......
Those unspeakable words
Those untold stories
Let him forget it
June:He and she
Looking at him standing under the tree, waiting for her, and hearing her spouting off to him saying Silly words
It's like seeing a movie, a happy and perfect fairy tale
It's like seeing a story, pure white and transparently silly
What's wrong, suddenly saying silly things
I heard he planted iris for her
I heard she grew her hair long for him
Why am I afraid, afraid of lonely years
How can I not struggle
Forget it, I'm being silly
Remember he likes green tea in the summer
I used to talk to him on the phone late at night in silence
Will he and she be happy, like a perfect fairy tale
What's going to happen to him and to me, can anyone tell me
I'm not stupid, I love him just the same
Meeting him, he's already got a girl.
The wind is blowing, and the cold wind is telling him what I really mean: I envy her
July: their drift bottles
Seven months.
Monologue: Memories of a hot summer
Memories of a hot summer
They all say that summer is the season for love
But that summer there was a boy
Crying alone in the sunset for a long time
Seven Months:Their Drift Bottle
Playgrounds closing colorful lights off
Happiness was viewed sadness wandering
The toy soldiers quietly look at the skylight
Today's frustration and tomorrow's what
The playground is windy and the children are dispersing
The noisy theater and the movie is off the screen
I'm left standing by myself in the old playground
Pick up the kite and fly it slowly
You and she are sitting slowly by my side
We We all sat next to happiness
Your drift bottles floated ashore
All of them drifted to the beach of my sadness
Happiness and sadness sat on both sides of me
I sat in the shadows of time
The white lines drawn by hopscotch in my childhood
Who are you pointing at with lonely smiles now
They're all in their drift bottles, Yao Wang
Back to the old playground to look at the old playground and see what's in store for us. >Back to the old playground looking out at the sunset
All the stories that were once told fall apart
Alone, listening to headphones ringing
Shadows play hide-and-seek with me
August: The Country Behind the North Wind
Eight months.
Monologue: forget about the past ......
Forget about the past
Let's fly to the country behind the north wind
Live in a fairy tale, okay?
August: The Country Behind the North Wind
Empty Classroom, Empty Chords
Paint Boxes, Running Out of Colors
Heavy Rain, Heavy Rain, Heavy Rain
You've Held Umbrellas for Me
The Big Dipper Points South
Windy Days, Snowy Days, Blazing Suns, Blazing Eyes
Horizon, Floating Clouds, Floating to the Shore
Within a Snap of a Finger, Who's There? After the show, before you leave
North of the year, south of the time
Wave goodbye
Green canvas board left on the wall
White shirt you hang in your room
Three years ago, I took a picture of you
Sunset in front of the window, disappeared
Lighting dims, music slows down
Ten years later, ten years before
Ten years later, ten years before
And then, I'm not sure if I can do this, but I'm sure I can. Ten years later, ten years ago
Everything's changed
Behind the back of the chair, before the number
Old movie down, new movie up
The mystery's not yet over
September: Ferris Wheel
Nine Months.
Monologue: You used to say ......
You used to say
Every time the Ferris Wheel turns a full circle
there's a pair of kissers in the world
And what's scattered all over the place today
is the one that was deep in the corners of your mouth back in the days when it was
never there
September: Ferris Wheel
The lights of the whole city close their eyes, and the Ferris Wheel spins alone
All the yellow leaves of the whole autumn fall off, and you're alone with your umbrella
Two cups of coffee pressed against two old photographs, white slippers and a red carpet
Two goldfish swim in a square inch of the sky and the earth, and the night is long, and the day is short
I'm used to writing letters and taking pictures for you, and accompanying you on the Ferris Wheel, and I'm used to writing letters and taking photos for you. I used to stand in line alone, buy tickets alone, be proud of myself, run around the playground alone
I used to talk like you, smile like you, run like you, plant flowers on your balcony
I used to travel alone, backpack like you, fret like you, sketch like you
Loneliness is a heartbeat
You're there, I don't know
Two goldfish swimming in the world, the night is long, the day is short.
You're there, I don't know
Three autumns passed and I became brave, the Ferris wheel went round three more times
Three years of time covered the mountain range and turned into the coast, the floating clouds warmed up, the reeds were shallow
Four seasons are on the stage, the birds flew across the sun line, the sky was high and far away, please make a wish
Four sides of the wind, the winds are coming in memory, I remembered the year, you gently closed your eyes
I used to be with you in your sadness, in your silence, in your boredom, in the face of the world. Time is like a knife
I used to be frustrated with you, nervous with you, proud with you, because you were proud of yourself
I used to wait for the bus with you, listen to the songs with you, dance with you, and pick out the simple flowers and plants
I also used to be sad with you, dark with you, and shiny with you, because your heart was beating so hard
The memories are sketches that are burned one by one
Where are you? I don't know.
Where your heart is doesn't matter
OCTOBER: Me and the people we used to be
Gathering the moon.
Monologue: Those Memories ......
Those Memories
Still Clear After Years
That One Song That Does Sadness
Till Now Always Remembered
October:Me and the Us Who Used to Be Us
Time Like water slowly rippling Who did you play hide-and-seek with
The parking lot at dusk, the lights shining brightly
The old playground empty in the morning
The crowd of people waiting with kites in their hands
The kites broke their strings and landed beyond the sunset
Over the mountains and over the sea, the paper airplanes couldn't fly
We were separated and dispersed to different parts of the world
Time flowed in my heart. I played hide-and-seek with you
The playground of happiness was brightly lit
Old photographs are placed in frames
The ideals of my youth were soaring, and I carried my sorrows on my shoulders
Illuminating the bleakness of the road that came by with a smile
Resisting the winds and frosts of the road that came by with an embrace
Has there ever been the saddest song ever sung
That is endlessly repeated at night
Who has ever sung that song, that is so sad, that the airplanes can't fly?
Who ever sang the song I wrote down
To stir up the emotions like weeds on the hillsideThe time flowed in my heart I played hide-and-seek with you
Happy playgrounds, bright lights
Old photos, put them in frames
Young ideals flying, carrying sadness on my shoulders
Light up the path with a smile
Resist the weather of the road with a hug
To resist the winds and frosts of the road.
lalala......
Listen to my voice
Sung by: Han Hong
Rainbow blinds the eyes of the human jungle
Future, present, and past
Vanity parades, and the noise of the world is unsettling
You say welcome
The world draws the curtains and turns off the lights
Blood boils like fire, and it's so fascinating
The throats of the world are on fire. Hissing out colors, voices defining rules
Flashbulbs catching everywhere, even the ants excel
City lights are so quiet, everyone's dreaming
The world pauses to listen to me
When you open your eyes, the world's a concrete jungle
Nothing that was once there
Coddled with departures and arrivals, all in the name of an idol
Why do you need a convention? An appointment
The world is empty, close the door
Blood is like fire, how it boils
Colors that the ear hears, redefine the rules
No flash of light, but still a noble color
The whole world is spinning, and I'm at the center of the world
All is so quiet, listen to the sound of my voice
Anxiousness, burns red, and the clouds, and the light of day. Love, the jungle of desire
The coat fades to gold, stitch by stitch it tightens and burns to ashes
Colors heard by the ear, rules redefined
No strobe light to sculpt it, but it's a noble color
The city lights are so quiet, everyone is dreaming
The whole world is spinning, listen to me
Colors heard by the ear, rules redefined
No flash of light, but a color redefined.
There are no flashing lights, but there are noble colors
The world is spinning, and I'm in the center of the world
All is quiet, listen to my voice
Li Yuchun's new song debut - Shu embroidery
Hibiscus City, the rain of March, the embroidery of flowers in April
Feathered fan pointing to the thousands of troops, and the brocade, cut a few inches
Look at the iron horse stepping on the river of ice, the silk threads sewing
It's a journey through the mountains and the snow
Red candles and pillows, deep leaves in May, apricot blossoms in June
Thousands of threads in my hands, one more minute of marriage
Waiting for the sun to shine on the lone shadow, peonies dyeing the copper bottles, and the sound of the herdsmen's flute in the city
Yi Yan leaned on the door and watched for you to come back home
Yi Yan can see that someone is in pain for you in every embroidery stitch
Ji Yan can see that peonies bloom for a lifetime, and that someone is in pain for you. I can see peonies blooming all my life, and someone is waiting for you
The river flows into the sea, and everything springs up for you
The bright moon can't illuminate all the people who have left me
You can see the embroidery, and someone loves you
You can see the summer rain and the autumn wind, and someone is waiting for you
Bamboo weeps with ink, and I can't draw a picture in a brocade book
A love story can't be finished by the love birds and love ducks
I'm laughing in this life, and I'm proud of the wind and the moon. Thin as a knife, it will make you old
In the next life, I will be with you in the twilight and the morning
It is raining in Hibiscus City in March, the embroidery stitches in April
Feathered fan pointing to thousands of armies, how many inches of brocade can be cut
Watch the iron horse stepping on the glacier, and the silk threads stitching the happiness of the red dust and the thousands of lights in the red dust and the tents
One journey through the mountains and landscapes and the winds and the snow
Red candles and pillows, the deepest May leaves, the village of apricot blossom in June
There are thousands of threads on the shortcovered hands. You can see the embroidery and the stitches, there are people waiting for you You can see the summer rain and the autumn wind, there are people waiting for you Bamboo weeps in ink, the brocade book can't be painted The love stitches can't finish the love lovebirds' pillows The softness of the fingers breaks the brocade, and thousands of stitches make the cuckoo cry in blood Floral flowers in the country of hibiscus are all colorful in the twinkling of an eye, the dust returns to the dust in the twinkling of an eye War songs can't finish sending off the departing people, and the pedestrians are eager to be cut off from their souls You can see that every stitch in the embroidery is loved by someone who loves you You can see that peonies bloom for a lifetime, and someone waits for you The river flows into the sea, and everything springs up The moon never shines on the people who leave us You can see that the embroidery is loved by someone who loves you You can see that the rain in summer and the winds in autumn are loved by someone who waits for you Bamboo is a beautiful flower, and the ink marks on the bamboo are so beautiful. I can't paint a picture with a book It's hard to finish a love pillow for lovebirds
The Moon is the only one that will not leave me
The moon will not leave me.