What is the title of the song "I didn't regret those years of love and hurt, lonely and drenched in the taste of love"?

The Year of Rush

Lyrics: Yifang

Composer: Daqi

Arrangement: Xiaopeng

How many youthful years did we have during the changing seasons

Then, the songs were about shooting stars in the night sky and cicadas in the trees

Who mimicked the signature of the mother and who wanted to trample the shadows off the classmates

Who knows why some people have a watch drawn on their wrists

Who knows how many good question marks we left behind at that time

Who knows why some people had a watch drawn on their wrists?

Who knows how many good questions we left behind at that time

Is this what we were all about in those years

But who is still searching for the taste of this youthful yet beautiful taste

Is this what we were all about in those years

It's a feeling even better than saying love

How many castles have the bell of the classroom shattered that were about to be built

The bell of the classroom has shattered how many castles that were about to be built

It's a feeling of love and joy.

The teacher who wielded the whip, have you ever found your lost glasses

Who remembers who got better grades, the boy with the small eyes or the girl who cried

Who holds a graduation picture and searches for it over and over again

Who knows how many good questions we left behind at that time

Is this what it meant to be one of us all those years ago

While who still looks for the taste of the young and beautiful? Searching for this green and beautiful flavor

Is this what we were all those years ago

This feeling is even better than saying love

When singing this song

You will find that we're not old yet

Who knows how many good questions we left behind then

Is this what we were all those years ago

But who's still here now? Looking for this youthful and beautiful flavor

Is this what we were all those years ago

This feeling is even better than saying love

How many youthful years did we have during the changing seasons

The songs of that time were of shooting stars in the night sky and cicadas chirping in the trees

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