[00:07.57]Three hundred songs are occasionally read by passers-by
[00:15.15]Who persuaded the ground frost to return to my bed
[00:26.74]Who's face has been thinned by the cold window study
[00:31.29]Lanting has a pick in front of your case
[00::35.14]A volume of blankness, the heart of the person who is not declared
[00::40.12]Inkstone left tears. 35.14]A volume of blank The heart of the people who do not declare
[00:40.12]Tears left in the ink stone
[00:43.08]Twenty-four bridges to say goodbye to the bright moon is shallow
[00:46.67]Hidden poems do not bear to spit out goodbye
[00:50.38]Shake down the pillow ash
[00:53.55]
[00:58.28]The hazy moon and you turn up
[01:02.40]The night of the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties
[01:04.78]Hidden from who dripped a few books of injuries
[01:08.76]We sang softly
[01:13.42]I sing the words of seven words and you count the six strings
[01:13.42]I sing the words of seven words and you count the six strings
[01:13.42]I sing the words of seven words and you count the six strings
[01:17.80]Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming have already said goodbye
[01:20.25]Looking back at the lights, I don't see any appendices
[01:24.75]Only loneliness in the loud and clear
[01:30.00]Tang leaves heavy heart
[01:30.88]Sending off the poem is useless
[01: 33.13]Far away, I have to go to the hospital to see the doctor
[01: 33.13]I'm sorry. 33.13]The face of the old man is far away
[01:34.81]The rain on the bright night does not understand
[01:36.91]Lightly passes away the flowers fall empty
[01:38.73]Already separated from the dream of a few dynasties
[01:41.22]Farewell tears to cover up the makeup
[01:42.61]Last year, cut the spring breeze
[ 01:44.50]Article Loneliness Borrowed Paper Continued Break
[01:48.47]Remaining Dreams Revisited Tops Not Back
[01:52.63]A Song of Farewell
[01:54.98]Silk and Bamboo Wasted for Many Years
[01:57.56]Dust Four or Five Dollars
[02:00.20]Brushstrokes I am fond of me fill in the "Moon on the Western River"
[02:03.96]The heart of the piano flows with you sighing "Spring is gone"
[02:07.99]Wake up the beauty of the poem
[02:11.37]Rhyme feet are not tired of even if it is far away
[02:15.37]Hazy moon and you turn up
[02:19.88]The night of the Tang, Song, and Yuan The night of Ming and Qing
[02:22.46]Hidden from who dripped a few volumes of injury
[02:26.62]We sang softly
[02:31.10]I sing the seven words of you counting the six strings
[02:35.19]The love of the Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming is goodbye
[02:38.15]I look back to the lamps and see no appendix
[02:38.15]I have no idea of what I'm talking about.
[02:42.36]Only loneliness in the loud and clear
[02:50.06]Xiang Chen production QQ: 123154129
[02:58.97]Jasmine in the book
[03:05.15]After the withering of the only to leave behind this elegant
[03:13.82]Hazy moon and you turn up
[03:17.84]The night of Tang Song Yuan Ming Qing[03:20.68]Hidden from who dripped a few volumes of injury
[03:24.54]We sang softly
[03:29.64]I sing the seven words of the song and you counted the six strings
[03:33.38]The love of Tang Song Yuan Ming has already been goodbye
[03::35.75]Looking back, the love of Tang Song Yuan Ming has been goodbye
[03. 35.75]Looking back at the lights do not see the appendix
[03:40.17]Only loneliness in the loud and clear (I This life do not want to miss again)
[03:44.98]The hazy moon and you turn up
[03:48.81]Tang Song Yuan Ming Qing night
[03:51.32]Hidden from who dripped a few books of injuries
[ 03:55.63]We sing softly
[04:00.14]I sing seven words you count six strings
[04:04.35]Tang Song Yuan Ming Qing must be goodbye
[04:07.04]Looking back at the lights do not see appendicular
[04:10.88]Only loneliness is loud and clear
[04:19.55]
[04:23.27]The lanting has been picked in front of your case
[04:27.48]A blank volume of people whose hearts are in the light do not declare
[04:32.91]Tears left in the ink stone
Haikou - Backstring Lyrics
Lyrics: Backstring Composer: Backstring Composer
Haikou Dictionary No ifs
There are no ifs
There are no ifs
Haikou Dictionary
There are no ifs
The lyrics of the song "The Lost".
Lovers' sentences are heroic
If you take love as the moon
The moon dares to forget the lack of it for you
Silently covering your tearful eyes
The world's destruction is not seen
Childishness beats painkillers
Old couple's watches Can't dial back to the old days
She has a trembling hand
Ending is a whitewash Busyness in the Rewrite
It all stopped on the night the typhoon swept in
I bragged to you
Heart dripping amber for you
After it cooled down
After a thousand years
After ten thousand years
Love is still through and through
Outgoing old man's sea mouth
Ships can't reach lover's wharf
The words Can't be collected
The end of the sea
After saying goodbye
Swinging to the current of tears
Haikou dictionary no ifs
Lovers make a sentence very heroic
If you take the love as a bright moon
Bright Moon for you to dare to forget the lack of
Silently cover your tearful eyes
The world destruction did not see it
Childhood Beat the painkillers
Old couple's watch Can't dial back the old days
Her hands are trembling
Ending whitewash busy in rewrite
It all stops on the night the typhoon sweeps through
I bragged to you
Heart dripping amber for you
After it cools down
Millennia later
Thousands of years later
Love is still transparent
The old man's mouth at low tide
The boat doesn't reach the dock of my love
The words can't be taken away
After saying goodbye
To the current of tears
I'm boasting to you
My heart is dripping into amber
After it cools down
After a thousand years
After a thousand years
After a thousand years
After a thousand years
After the love is still clear
After a thousand yearsAfter ten thousand years
Love is still through and through
The old man's mouth at low tide
The boat doesn't reach your lover's dock
The words can't be taken away
After the sea
After saying goodbye (in the current of tears)
I bragged about the sea
My heart dripped amber for you
After it cooled down
I bragged about the sea
My heart dropped amber for you
After it cooled down
After the heart cools down
The optimist of the day died a long time ago
The old man's sea port of ebbing tide
Ships don't reach the pier of the beloved
Words can't be collected
The end of the sea
After the goodbye
Swinging into the currents of tears
Crossing the Bridge -
Under the lamp, the sun still sets
The egg-yellow circle of light is slowly simmering with me
Staying up all night or taking medicine doesn't really matter
The key is to walk across and rush across and squeeze across the one-wooden bridge. Oh
When it comes to crossing the bridge, Mengzi County envies Yang Xiu Cai
Rice noodle and chicken broth calmly hides a hot dependence at the bottom
I don't have a lover to help the girl with the snails
Only once in a while I flip through the chicken soup for the soul
and then silently turn off the light and fall asleep
The thick circles under my eyes accompany me to prepare for the exams
Taiwanese lamps look forward to the break of dawn, but no help is still too early
Coldness continues to blow uncontrollably proud of itself
I can only forget the spring
Mongzihouxin Pavilion, a goodbye Tear box
< p>Don't be homesick for the umbrellas in the rainWhen will the scholar look up at the gates of Dali City
When will the scholar return to his hometown with colors and lights
I don't know if I'll pass the exams or not
I only wish that one day as an official I could take care of my family
Mother is looking forward to seeing you at home
Propel the big red boat and then marry a girl and put her in a bowl at the bottom of the bridge. Warmth
The strong wine accompanied me to catch up with the exams
The faint warmth around the pillow
Behind me, the fragrance of hundreds of flowers is no longer enchanting
Only the scenery of my hometown is beautiful
Waking up in the middle of the night, the world is still there
Can I pay for the clock to do the work and work the questions for the three shifts
It would be better to spend my time in my dreams to prepare for the exams as well
There is a lot of time in the hallway, and I'm not sure if I can do it in my dreams, so I'll just use it to prepare for the exams.
Chinese kids are smart
Being a scientist and famous
They have a bright future
White-collar jobs in the future
Authority and respect
(Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!)
Seventh place in the Red River State
Assisting the magistrate, the magistrate moved on to officialdom
Eventually, the young lady was hired by the government to work in the government's office. Thinking
The smoke from the cooking fires is in my heart
The pastoral flute is played half in despair
It makes the lost people sad
The neighbors are starting to make up
The east wind at the opposite door turns to the south wind and then to the north, turning the west wind into a tornado
The next door family has a very bad relationship, the song they play is always about quarrelling, and they fall down to the rhythm of the song, and every now and then there's some rap
The neighbors have been in a fight, and they've been in an affair with Teresa Tang, and there's been a fight between the two of them. My childhood home is asleep at this hour
Shaking off my hand, I take a big step and don't return to my resignation
The uniform is down and I'm back in my blue shirt
The lake, the water lilies don't bend by nature
You brought me a bowl of dry syrup, the aroma of which heated me up
I took advantage of the break of dawn to run by the lake and start looking for it again
The little store of rice noodle by the bridge was set up so that the floats would have a place to land
The hot soup in the alley was so hot, the floats would have a place to live, the floats would have a place to sleep.
Behind me, the scent of flowers is no longer enchanting
Only the scenery of my hometown is beautiful
Whenever I pick up a bowl of rice noodles, I think
How much of my future will be covered by my backpack on the road
Besides the log bridge, I still have dreams, so I keep searching, keep searching, and keep searching
Whenever I pick up a bowl of rice noodles, I think
How much will I walk through in my life
That's how much of my life I will walk through in the future? How many quiet bridges will I walk across
At the end of the bridge, I can hold the hand that I was meant to hold, and then I will walk on and on and on
Zheng Chenggong
Outside of the city of history, I sniffed the moss
The words "swords and spears" and the ships look out to the four seas
Tears are never written down
Who would have dipped the ink in the white of the last page and dominated the scene
Did the future generations ever crowd the monument?
Have you ever worshipped those bloodlines
The journey across the sea is surging
Standing alone outside the wilderness
It is a silent wait
Ploughing lightly through the wreckage of the history books
History looks at you now
Cheng Chenggong had the courage to be brave in those days
To dream of a dream rolled up
The night covers the false sleep of the people
No. I miss the moon's fullness
The thread in my mother's hand
has been sewn repeatedly for hundreds of years
Blank pages I write
Even if I dream of the moon on the Flower River
Time and time's lonesome biting coldness is on the shore
Outside the history of the city sniffs the moss
The word in the knife and gun ship looking at the sea
The tears never recorded
Who dipped the ink to dominate the white of yesterday's page
Have the later generations crowded in front of the monument and wandered around
Have worshipped those bloodlines
To climb the road to cross the sea surging
Standing alone outside the edge of the wilderness
It is the silent wait
Lightly plowing through the wreckage of the history book
History to see the king now
Zheng Cheng Kung-kung had the courage of the day
To dream and come back to the city.
Dreams are rolling in
The night is a sleepless night
Don't miss the moon's fullness
The thread in my mother's hand
has been sewn together repeatedly for hundreds of years
Blank pages I wrote
Even if I dreamed of a flowery moon
Time and time's lonesome coldness is on the shore
Forwardly reciting the history of your history papers
When I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley, I was a student in the University of California at Berkeley, but I was not a student in the University of Arizona.
National Spirit Answers Nearly Accurate
Printing Press Insights Danger of Full Marks
Reverse Your History Exam Papers
National Spirit Answers Nearly Accurate
Printing Press Insights
Lightly Ploughing Through the Remains of History Books
History looks at Jun now
Zheng Chenggong was brave back then
To dream rolls on
The pen drives away the compromise of the Holy Spirit
Heroes are reborn in the middle of the night
Midnight covers the people fake sleep
Don't miss the moon's fullness and shortness
The threads of my mother's hands
Repeatedly stitched together over hundreds of years
Blank page I write
Even if the dream is in the flower river moon
The light of the day is lonely and cold on the shore
Song: Roster
(La la la la -----)
Cosplay I don't need to search the Internet
There are dozens of mouths in our class
Mars, Earth and the moon
Tall, short, fat, thin and cow people all have
Have you ever had a lifetime code name
The id is behind the seat
Real name confiscated
Role-playing in the school building
Piggy is running for love
Slim is watching Jin Yong to build his muscles
Dangerous goal is being defended by Dainai
Guifei has failed to be spotted by the scout
There is no way you could have been more successful than you are now
There is no reason why you can't be more successful. Yell
The same class of acquaintances are 50% off
Gunfire in the chalk woke me up
I continue to the classroom above I have to recite
The sky will be the limit in the students to do what
Pain in the heart and mind to work hard to the bones and bones and also starve their bodies
Future what to do ask the roster
"Xiao Qiang" free stand-up comedy
Lao Zhou is a fake Bruce Lee
Bao Zheng takes attendance with an iron face
Model's exaggerated lipstick
Dog can throw a ball with his eyes closed
Fat Cow has no rivals for weight in the whole school
La la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la Cosplay I don't need to search the internet
There are dozens of mouths in our class
Mars Earth Moon
Tall, short, fat, thin, cowboys all
Lifetime codenames you have or not
IDs are right behind the seats
Real names are confiscated all together
Cosplaying in the school building
Now for roll call
Who is the predecessor of "Into the Woods"
Who is the one who is amazingly strong in "Into the Woods"
The poolside of the darkness of thought
The white crane is seven minutes drunk and refills his cup
The essence of fat and thin outlining
Forcefulness that goes through the back of the Xuan paper
Forcefulness that goes through the back of the Xuan paper, and the barriers are smashed
The ape that carves a knife next to the oracle bone is wrinkled with a few inch frowns
The knife's blade in this life I only follow orders to write mountains and water
The ink age of a hundred schools of thought is spreading
Take over, who is waiting for the wolf's hair
I dreamed
Skimming, folding, pressing, crossing and vertical
The art of wonderful brushwork
Wang Xizhi's oral painstaking
Tianzhi grids are countless
Fangcun Yan tendon and willow bones
The art of painting a dragon and dotting the eyes
Ouyang Ouyang's calligraphy is a great example of the art of drawing and writing.
Serious Xiao Xiaoxiao, is the wild grass
City wall graffiti Wei Bei
Life view is a bit sharp
Practice a hand of the national essence
Not to do knocking the word of the same kind
World articles, articles
Carefully scrutinize
Word posters are very long, very long
Growing all over the study
Tung Jin Dynasty, old Wang
The writing is crazy
With thoughts
Breaking through the wall
Flying
Slow 4 Love Song by Backstring
Love You Don't Say Friendship Lend Me
Heartbeat Rhythm A Song of Cherishing
Love Lovers Understand
Innocence Grinding in the Wheel of Love
Love You Don't Say Friendship Lend Me
The warmth of my hand can't quench the silence
Love, after this song
I can only keep you in my dreams
The warm summer breeze blew you and me away
The familiar door of the old school left me behind for the first time
The sadness of the slow four beats of the dance moves in loneliness
The lifted arms of my heart, I left four years of my life for you. Empty
Lover's hands, clasped together
Counting down the minutes
For the last time, I thought I'd hold you in my arms
I love you, I won't say it, I'll lend you my friendship
The rhythm of the heartbeat, a song of love
Lover, do you understand me
The innocence of love, it grinds on the wheel of love
I love you, I won't say it, I'll lend you my friendship
The hotness of the heart can't thaw the silence
After this song,
lovers can only stay in their dreams to keep you from leaving
Sightseeing in a movie starts after dusk
The sky of two people is filled with a pain
Practiced strangeness is abused by your eyes
In the intersecting lines of sight, the rivals who dared not to love each other
Lovers' hands are clasped tightly together in the Countdown.
Counting down the minutes
For the last time, I'll hold you in my arms
I love you, I won't tell you, I'll lend you my friendship
The rhythm of my heart beats in the same song, "Take care of me"
Lovers, do you know what it means to me?
I love you, I won't tell you, I'll lend you my friendship
I love you, I'll lend you my friendship
The hotness of my hand can't make me stay in silence. After this song
I can only keep you in my dreams
I love you, I won't tell you, I'll lend you my friendship
The rhythm of my heart beats, I'll make you happy
Lovers, do you know what it means
Innocence is ground in the wheel of love
I love you, I won't tell you, I'll lend you my friendship
It is the heat of the palm of my hand that will keep you from freezing and being silent
Lovers, after this song
I love you, I can only keep you in your dreams
It is only in my dreams that I can hold you back
Shaolin Temple
His face is written with faith, his fists are transformed into lightening bolts
It is nine years since Dharma Cave was opened to the public
The monk's house is inhabited by the Western Heaven, and in front of the pagoda forest, the Lohan is giving instructions
Shaolin Stick, the plaque that I am looking up to
Transmit the hand of the robes and kapok and hide the scrolls, and the piety is boundless
Memorizing Brahmana, I am not a monk, but I am a Buddhist. p>Meditating on Brahmaputra Nirvana hangs from your fingertips
Immortal Crane Hands Picking down the Mountain Spring Child's Softness Squeezing a White Lotus
Two Fingers Inverted Epiphany Scented Soup between the Eyebrows
Buried Thoughts Bending Moon Hanging on the Edge of the Valley
Your Silhouette Changes and Changes Wandering Intentions
(Temple in the Mist and Clouds)
I turn over the world's kung fu in the ancient Shakya Gate
The ancient copper
The empty space in the chest, the dragon in the palm
The sinews and bones of the body are turned into a Buddha
(colorful, empty, empty, empty)
I sighed and sighed at the world's heroes, but also look at Zen
The peak of Songshan Mountain
Loneliness can not be understood, and the mysterious way can not be solved
Only left in a mystery into my dream
(色色空空色空色空色色)
寂寞看不懂 玄機道不破
只留一身传奇对你说
啦......
(色色空空色空色空色)
啦...... ...
Bury your thoughts, the moon hangs over the valley
Your silhouette is ever-changing, and your thoughts are all over the place
(The temple in the clouds)
When this is the time for me to start, Buddha told Subhuti that he would not be able to do anything until he had achieved his goal in the I Ching.
The name is "Silent Night Clock" and I will not be able to do anything on earth.
When I am in a hurry in the daytime, I have to be busy with my clothes and food.
This is the name of a quiet night clock. Food
Three meals, three competitions ......
I look up the world's martial arts, the ancient copper
The ancient bronze
The empty space in my chest, the dragon in my palm
The bones of my body turn and turn to form a Buddha
(color, color, color, color, color)
There are many heroes in the world who can still watch the I Ching, who can't do anything on earth.
I look over the world's martial arts in the ancient temple door
The ancient copper
The chest puts all the emptiness in the palm of the dragon
The tendons and bones of the body turn and pinch into a Buddha
(colorful empty empty color empty colorful empty colorful)
I sighed at the world's heroes still look at the Zen Buddhism
Songshan peak
Loneliness to see the mystery of the road not to be broken.
Only a mystery is left in my dream
(colorful empty color empty color)
Loneliness can't understand the mysterious way
Only a legend is left to you
(colorful empty color empty color)
(colorful empty color)
(colorful empty color)
Winning the Rooster Rises Up and Dances
Doing the great hero or not Wistful or not, the will is infinite
If there are ten years of work, I raise a dragon in my heart
If I participate in the color that is empty, I listen to the Ghost Valley
If I borrow the dream of Zhuge and the sword-playing seniors in the call of the wind
I planted the ancient country on the dantian and wrote Meng Kong in the meridian
Flying legs under the flipping clouds surging the ancestor who looks up to the sky with a long whine
nine thousand Bruce Lee, one hundred thousand Wong Fei-hung
They mobilized us to let go and do it.
How can we save our youth if we don't work hard
Who has heard the roar of the king
Buried pride is whistling
When we hear the rooster dance, the mighty winds are burning
How can we call ourselves proud of the sky if we don't work hard
Who has seen the smile of the supreme king
Winds are strong and the waves are high and the spirit is the gunpowder
We Take rise to treat
Do we do great heroes or not? Do we have endless ambition
Have we done ten years of work? I have raised a dragon in my heart
Do we take part in the color that is empty or not? Do we listen to the words of Guigu
Do we borrow Zhuge's dream of swordplaying seniors who are waking up the wind
Dantian is planted with the ancient country of Mengkong in the meridian
Flying leg under the clouds and rising up to the sky and wailing at the ancestor
Nine thousand Bruce Lees, one hundred thousand, one hundred thousand. Nine thousand Bruce Lee and one hundred thousand Wong Fei Hung
They mobilized us to let go and do it
How can we save our youth if we don't work hard
Who has heard the roar of the King of Kings
Buried pride of the tendons and bones in the whistling of
Winging the chicken and dancing the mighty winds in the burning of the burning of the burning of the burning of the burning of the burning of the mighty winds
How can we call it the pride of the heavens if we don't work hard
Who has seen the smile of the Supreme Being
The more the wind and the waves, the higher the spirit as fire. The stronger the waves, the higher the spirit as gunpowder
We'll get a treat for rising up
How can we save our youth if we don't work hard
Who has heard the roar of the king
Buried pride is whistling
When we hear the rooster dance, the mighty winds are on fire
How can we be called the pride of the heavens if we don't work hard
Who has seen the smile of the supreme being
When the winds are strong, the waves are higher. Spirit as gunpowder
We take rise to treat
Backstring - Sister's Piano
Lyrics:Backstring
Composer:Backstring
Album:The East is Undefeated
The moonlight moonlight hangs in the sky
Mother listen to me sing for you
Waiting for tomorrow to blossom beautifully
My hope that I sowed
Your sadness is written on your cheeks
Where is my hometown
The evening sun in blurred tears
Piano playing in the ruins
Warm winds gently blowing away the loneliness
Warming up the music of longing
Waking up your strong smile
Singing this song with me
The moonlight, the moonlight, hanging on the The moonlight hangs in the sky
Mom, listen to me sing for you
Waiting for tomorrow to bloom beautifully
The hope I planted
The warm wind gently blows away the loneliness
Warming up to the music of longing
Waking up to the smile of your strength
Sing this song with me
The moonlight hangs in the sky
Mom, listen to me sing for you
Mom. You sing
Waiting for tomorrow to bloom beautifully
The hope I planted
The moonlight moonlight hangs in the sky
Mother, listen to me sing for you
Waiting for tomorrow to bloom beautifully
The hope I planted
Waiting for tomorrow to bloom beautifully
The hope I planted West Wing Rap:I've been in the west wing for more than eighteen years, dancing and writing. I've been to the West Wing for more than eighteen years, and I've been dancing and playing with ink.) I walked past the West Wing and smelled the fragrance in my nose, and the lady next door was still in the middle of the flowers, and my shoes had forgotten their original direction, and I stopped at the age of eighteen or nineteen in a state of melancholy. The day before the summer solstice, the scholar in the West Wing was walking around, and I met a young lady enjoying the flowers on the window sill, waiting for the rainy day, and I read many poems and copied many paintings, the dream of the ignorant scholar existed in the West Wing, and I was a teenager, and I passed through it again, and I daydreamed 12 years ago, and wrote down the words of the poem "Song of Songs in Water". I passed through it again, and I will be a great scholar in the future, and I will be a great talent again, and I will pass through it again, and I will be a great talent again, and I will pass through it again, and I will be a great talent again, and I will pass through it again, and I will pass through it again, and I will be a great talent again The scholar who wants to take the exams has to report his fame before it's too late. Walking through the West Wing, his nose was filled with fragrance, the lady next door was still in the center of the flowers, her shoes had forgotten their original direction, and she stopped at the age of 18 or 19, in a state of melancholy. How can I enjoy the flowers in the pot? If I compare the flower with the girl, I'll be a piece of flower mud, and I will be a piece of flower next to it. Not only is it intoxicating, but also it can intoxicate people. One day before the summer solstice, when the scholar went through the West Wing, he encountered the lady enjoying the flowers in her window sill and waiting for rain. I've read the famous poems for many times, and I copied many scrolls of the famous paintings. Twelve years later, the flowers are still there, the buildings are empty, and the moon is shining in the west wing l'm passing through the west wing again, a daydream from twelve years ago, l'm writing about you and me l'm passing through the west wing again, twelve years later, the flowers are still there, the buildings are empty, and the flowers are blooming, it's hard for people to stay lt's difficult for people to stay lt's difficult for people to stay lt's difficult to stay in the west wing, it's hard for people to stay lt's difficult to stay on the stone bridge, the old city corner, l'm going back to that school, third row, third number three, there's a legendary actress sitting in the third row, you're looking at me, you're smiling at me lt's difficult for me to practice calligraphy practiced very poorly a few cursive handwriting how to write a note want to ask the Mountain God Temple who is your legend of the supreme treasure I can not guess not touch the table engraved engraved I do not know open the first page of the word two lines written Wukong Wukong troubles very old sixteenth-century walls of the city so that time to go back to the parents of the father and mother of the father and mother of the grandpa and the old place of her meeting with the bridge of the bridge of the road they know the story of the second girl nineteen years old, can talk and sing in the entrance of the village every day embroidery kingfisher mandarin ducks grandpa go Pick silk a foot or three Columbus was just like him back in the day the story is told slowly and sweetly imagining the movie bridge of love even the scene did not play the acoustic guitar did not send roses the expression of white love simple mixing simple happiness is like this as she planted in a drawer inside the diary aroma Grandpa told the story slowly slowly slowly slowly with me to fall asleep want to sneak along with you to look at the stars together to watch the old movie shown by my father the moon floats in the water, reflecting on the slate bridge Mom's advice has been forgotten. I want to secretly watch the stars with you. I want to watch the old movies shown by my father. I want to listen to your heart beating and watch your face burning. The moon illuminates both of us in a silly way. Don't learn Xiao Qiao Jane Eyre and Qiong Yao Don't catch a cold Pop Mars Simple Minds Three years ago, the sun shone under the tower under Lei Feng Help her pick herbs Curved eyebrows and a snub nose Smile at me three times at the ancient pavilion in West Lake Moon Bridge ---- Next to the Broken Bridge there are grapes planted ---- Grapes with a sour taste ---- Flavor remember when we were young ---- Xiaobai said stay with me until we grow old Edison is not important from a young age can't be a light bulb Mathematics and geometry is not good feelings this thing do not play triangle have trouble borrow Edward scissors heaven and earth are all out love is not like adventure island the sky collapses I as a quilt cover rap: West Lake, the bridge 9527 to report because of the former encounter of the three smiles let people to the soul and upside down the old Confucius, said a wonderful three people must have a light bulb is not Liu Bei and Cao Cao must be Xiaobai to the ---- Broken Bridge next to the planting of grapes - - grapes with sour taste Grapes with a sour taste ---- flavor remember when we were young ---- Xiaobai said stay with me until I grow old Wushan clouds no forecast she said there is God knows riding a donkey to see the book preferring love we'll see what happens when we are two small and innocent as a white drawing word expression as a wild grass what is meant by simple and single Who knows Xiaobai has tasted all the sweet, sour and bitter love the world of all kinds of wonders ---- Grapes planted beside the Broken Bridge ---- Grapes with sour taste ---- Grapes... hop rhythm in the mouth reciting incantations, the sea of books walking as the wind does not climb Fan Lao Yueyang Tower does not follow the Zhizhang back to his hometown to walk slowly refused to clone the stereotypes of the road to get carved my identity unique) about the fourth spring of the Qingli sea of books came two or three Mr. said I'm not stupid pestle and mortar grinding into a needle thick Tang Poetry three hundred books climbing the grid of the skinny scholar in the grid to mention the night lamp rhyming to be handed over to the work of the whole Li Bai Dufu's metaphysics hidden full of the Yellow Crane Tower a few layers of light boats carrying sleepy people Duke Zhou can not understand the reading Dong Po's pen seller Gong Shang clearly levy and feather accurate what the two sides of the ape cries ask me compartment bored or not bored storks stork tower higher floor and came the rhythm of the tap complaining willows out of the wind and sand wildly dance in the end enough to ask Yangzhou in March when the fireworks promised to quietly back door to follow me humming a song of the sea of learning without cliffs escaping schoolboy like to escape from the microphone the boy read the Sishu, Wucing, the Classic and the Tang and the Song lyrics every day in the willfulness of a bookboy, but I'll just be me escaping from the classroom. bookchildren escape from the paper will not be tired ask thick ink a few more what Tang, what poetry escape bookchildren book sea in practicing words what accent, what tune escape bookchildren classroom to play play mix (for whom in the book?) only love Martians (rap: March 3 lovers movie suddenly a beat two apart after the rain cleared sunrise why is always shorter than the sunset Uncle Martin thousand gold legend has been twenty-three this month, some people intend to sneak astronomical telescope around to find out) why is it that the two of us on March 3 to be soaked in the soup green plum do not bamboo horse how do I tell my mother where to hide in the Cupid hit you on the phone how do not pick up the ah Martian quickly landed on it the Earth's love to the big bang! do not say no see no see do not read gossip weekly I only aspire to the plain and simple will not be wildly guessing will not just ask why she is only one I would rather love Martians no noise no noise no crying no laughter love has been the earth tolerable not Roman not Tik not love that is okay I would rather love Martians unicellular to me good nagging and very little love has been the earth tolerable this year, the loss of love is especially much (rap: I heard that the Mars) recently very hot thirty-nine degrees above zero think about it is better than overnight love cold rice certainly hard and cool Martian society although entertainment is simple and almost no program is not as good as emotional soap operas boring all day sad and happy screen) East love together: night, draped over the shoulders gently heart, like a light boat paddling through the transparent one bite, biting the apple is still green idioms silently painted meaning love, sheep hide the absolute sentence hurt, to this trace of the tour cover the ears, do not listen to the silk and bamboo green clothes for fear of the night and then come to the lonesome) borrowed light The poem and book illuminate the thoughts, the absolute sentence around love as, idioms wonderful what, gourd medicine language light, love is not thin fascinated, do not realize that Mr. Xiao footsteps to also come to clasp the Buddha's feet heartless, willow change peach do not understand, human feelings less outside the window, hum Qingzhao pen, paper hustle and bustle there are clouds, love is not rewarded the beauty of the people outside the door is still depicting the people up sedan chair restaurant alcohol, the bitter as a smile I read the Four Books and Five Classics cameo love scene rescuer teenagers want to be a hero Sima Guang I'm the classics do not listen to only understand the love scene to practice military borrowed Eros an arrow Zhu Geliang love always laugh earlier than crying flowers fall know how much head up not see the door god called ruthless health forget yesterday is better than today time joke goodbye as eraser to the east love erase Goldbach guessing Goldbach contemplation frowning tightly two prime numbers and a hypothesis one seventy-four-two mathematical equations legend organs counting how difficult to break through the simple complexity of the two people's geometric pushed again and again knocked what results can be a simple mystery ancient and modern happy to do not tire of the calculation of arithmetic The master's puzzles sentence promises booked iron locks swore but both failed Goldbach guess can not break the love puzzle future Goldbach guess 36 plans to go on Goldbach guess head half fire half sea Goldbach guess he guessed until his hair has turned gray how many one plus one love Goldbach guess a little helpless forget it did not come to fruition or good Legends of the real taste Goldbach contemplation and brow tightly knit the sum of two prime and a hypothesis of one seventy-fourth two mathematical The legend of the equation how difficult to break through the simple complex two people's geometry pushed and knocked what can be the result of the simple puzzle of ancient and modern joyful arithmetic masters of the confusion of the sentence of the promise of the locks of the iron, sworn to, but both failed Goldbach guessed not to break the mystery of the love of the future Goldbach guessed thirty-six plans to go on Goldbach guessed the head of the head of the half-fire half the sea of the Goldbach guessed that he guessed to the hair has been white how many one plus one love Goldbach guessed that it is a bit helpless to forget the result. A little bit helpless forget no results or the real flavor of the legend how much a plus one love Goldbach guess a little bit helpless forget no results or the real flavor of the legend Goldbach guess not to break the love riddle future Goldbach guess thirty-six plans to go on Goldbach guess the head is half-fire half-sea Goldbach guess he guessed that his hair has been whitened how much a plus one love Goldbach guess a little bit helpless let alone the result or the real taste of the legend. To Anna the bright moonlight in front of the bed Anna is singing softly the night outside Moscow the north of the more northern lakeside of the black soil cultivated Anna's goodness article paper and ink is not yet dry through the cold wind fluttering scattered lakeside no one mailboxes we are on different sides of the world only separated by a piece of rice paper Plato is who is the harm of cobbled together mailboxes guarding the Eden of the time of the Tang poem three hundred to write to Anna ink ink ink stone to the dawn of the day the west wind, in the turn around to look at the sight of, the old road thin horse in the wanderings crying The organ is accompanied by the other half of Moscow is still despondent splash of ink, make a fast horse back ten years ago girl organ, if there is the power to pull me a hand don't let the heart that empty despondent old acacia in the east of the city from time to time, hear the bleakness of kicking the museum pulled down the word of patience that the knife on the head of the courtesy of late to come first to have a couple of strokes of the next move in the book of war can't imagine that the security is tightly guarded threw down a sneer paper defense I turned around and kicked off the ground who hummed up whose refrain mandarin ducks knife Willow Leaf Dart Ten years of hard practice floating on the water sinking boat of the people in the heart only put a test than the high after a second, do not know Who will send you the color of the head pouring soldiers to soldiers, will be on the will three times left strong in the strong dance knife and gun since ancient times only left a ranking hammer has not fallen, the sound is not fixed, first hand after the hand of the handicap of how can I expect to say that when it is too late that time is too fast, an inch of the knife to determine the success of the defeat! Knife law is so strange, which door which school 365, ten years of work is not bad! When it's too late, the seven-foot sword won't wait! The strings want to leave, turn the eye two miles away 360 degrees, the square circle can be blocked (rap: whose gesture meteoric fast, after three strokes of the road is strange eighteen years after the change of my home field karate gods and ghosts are no longer with whom the turnover of the game is as easy as a palm, ten back to spit out not fast turn over the Chinese dictionary, which will be documented to bear the pain of giving up the love of it) nine times out of ten the mouth is used to declare the end of the heart is used to crush the love letter eyes are used to witness the lonely feelings of the art of the performance Tea cups are used to split two sets of smiles are used to package pain tears are used to secretly admit defeat to achieve strong pain I know love is sugar sweet tea bitter today sunny tomorrow rain the day after tomorrow fog cigarettes instead of the top pillar reserve do not surrender is insulting to strangers with obvious pose cool smile of the road to cry feet forced to the end of the perfect when we meet the beauty of your encounter with the first eye in all likelihood we fall in love with the same tacit understanding of the same intuition when we leave the beauty of your goodbye to the closed Eyes in nine cases out of ten we have to collapse the same number of upside-down endings mouth used to announce the end of the heart used to crush the love letter eyes used to witness the lonely feelings of performance art teacups used to split the two sets of smiles used to package the pain tears used to secretly admit defeat to achieve the pain of the strong I know that the love is sugar, sweet, tea and bitter today, sunny and tomorrow, rain, the day after tomorrow, fog, cigarettes instead of the top of the pillar reserved do not surrender is an insult to strangers with a cool smile obviously posed by a road step The road crying footsteps are forced to the perfect end when met your beauty met the first look in all likelihood we fall in love with who the same tacit understanding the same intuition when left your beauty goodbye closed eyes in all likelihood we are going to collapse the same number upside down the end of the heart to go fast horse four horses can not pull the cold days of the Arctic Circle drilling for the temperature of the ridiculously pathetic or still fight to not care about the face to face face face face to face face face expression is saying that I know you to be the same right right right why bother to waste efforts do not hear do not care do not know apple lost where to go? I don't know where the apple is lostWhen I met your beauty and met you at first sight, nine times out of ten we fall in love with someone with the same understanding and the same intuitionWhen I left your beauty and said goodbye with my eyes closed, nine times out of ten we are going to fall apartThe same number of upside-down endingsThe same number of upside-down endings
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