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Anonymous users2024-02-05Bibi Zhou - My magic.
Production: Xiyang Xue
Under the street lamps at the bus stop, loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
I can't guess that the incoming car** will be the next stop.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The new ideal accompanies me to shuttle through strange corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
Fortunately, you and I hold hands to warm up hope.
Sing songs written with courage with a strong voice.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Production: Xiyang Xue
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Anonymous users2024-02-04My magic. Singing: Zhou Bichang.
Under the street lamps at the bus stop, loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
I can't guess that the incoming car** will be the next stop.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The suitcase accompanies me through strange corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
Fortunately, you and I hold hands to warm up hope.
Sing songs written with courage with a strong voice.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
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Anonymous users2024-02-03Prelude: Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star, How I Wonder What You Are!
Under the street lamps at the bus stop, loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
I can't guess that the incoming car** will be the next stop.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The suitcase accompanies me through strange corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
Fortunately, you and I hold hands to warm up hope.
Sing songs written with courage with a strong voice.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
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Anonymous users2024-02-02Under the street lamps at the bus stop, loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
I can't guess that the incoming car** will be the next stop.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The suitcase accompanies me through strange corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
Fortunately, you and I hold hands to warm up hope.
Sing songs written with courage with a strong voice.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars in us, there is love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
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Anonymous users2024-02-01"My Magic" - the theme song of "Magical Growth Plan" jointly created by the National Youth Association, 58.com, and Guangguang Media.
Singing: Zhou Bichang.
Production: Yuan Weiren.
Twinkle Twinkle Little Starhow I Wander Where You Are Under the Street Lamp Bus Stop.
Loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
I can't guess that the incoming car** will be the next stop.
There is too much loss.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Memories of vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds.
Can't stop the starlight from twinking.
At the most helpless time.
Never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The new ideal accompanies me to shuttle through strange corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
Fortunately, you and I hold hands to warm up hope.
Sing songs written with courage with a strong voice.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Breathe a dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars.
We have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain.
As long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Memories of vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds.
Can't stop the starlight from twinking.
At the most helpless time.
Never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Breathe a dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars.
We have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain.
As long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape. For details, please refer to it.
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Anonymous users2024-01-31Zhou Bichang. My magic.
Under the street lamps at the bus stop, loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
I can't guess that the incoming car** will be the next stop.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The new ideal accompanies me to shuttle through strange corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
Fortunately, you and I hold hands to warm up hope.
Sing songs written with courage with a strong voice.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
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Anonymous users2024-01-30New for 2011.
Under the street lamps at the bus stop, loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
I can't guess that the incoming car** will be the next stop.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The suitcase accompanies me through strange corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
Fortunately, you and I hold hands to warm up hope.
Sing songs written with courage with a strong voice.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
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Anonymous users2024-01-29Under the street lamps at the bus stop, loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
I can't guess that the incoming car** will be the next stop.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The new ideal accompanies me to shuttle through strange corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
Fortunately, you and I hold hands to warm up hope.
Sing songs written with courage with a strong voice.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
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Anonymous users2024-01-28My magic Zhou Bichang.
Streetlights under the bus stop.
Loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
Can't guess the car coming.
**Will be the next stop.
There is too much loss.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Memories of vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds.
Can't stop the starlight from twinking.
At the most helpless time.
Never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The suitcase accompanies me.
Wander through unfamiliar corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
It's good to have you and me.
Holding hands to warm up hope.
With a strong voice.
Sing songs written with courage.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Breathe a dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars.
We have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain.
As long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Memories of vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
At the most helpless time.
Never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Breathe a dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars.
We have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain.
As long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
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Anonymous users2024-01-27[ar: Zhou Bichang].
by:熙杴 w 雪 ]
Bibi Zhou - My magic.
Under the street lamps at the bus stop, loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
I can't guess that the incoming car** will be the next stop.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The new ideal accompanies me to shuttle through strange corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
Fortunately, you and I hold hands to warm up hope.
Sing songs written with courage with a strong voice.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
I looked up at the sky and remembered vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
In the most helpless moments, I never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up at the sky, I breathe the dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars, we have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain there is, as long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
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Anonymous users2024-01-2658.com theme song.
Singing: Zhou Bichang.
Streetlights under the bus stop.
Loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
Can't guess the car coming.
**Will be the next stop.
There is too much loss.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Memories of vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds.
Can't stop the starlight from twinking.
At the most helpless time.
Never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The suitcase accompanies me.
Wander through unfamiliar corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
It's good to have you and me.
Holding hands to warm up hope.
With a strong voice.
Sing songs written with courage.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Breathe a dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars.
We have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain.
As long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Memories of vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
At the most helpless time.
Never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Breathe a dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars.
We have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain.
As long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
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Anonymous users2024-01-25Streetlights under the bus stop.
Loneliness has become a habit.
Missing leftover dinner from yesterday in the fridge.
Can't guess the car coming.
**Will be the next stop.
There is too much loss.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Memories of vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds.
Can't stop the starlight from twinking.
At the most helpless time.
Never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
The suitcase accompanies me.
Wander through unfamiliar corners.
I carry my dreams, but I can't carry my nest.
It's good to have you and me.
Holding hands to warm up hope.
With a strong voice.
Sing songs written with courage.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Breathe a dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars.
We have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain.
As long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Memories of vague dreams.
There are already a lot of dark clouds, and they can't stop the starlight from shining.
At the most helpless time.
Never thought of giving up.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Looking up, I looked at the sky.
Breathe a dream of freedom.
As long as there are stars.
We have love to accompany us.
No matter how much wind and rain.
As long as we believe.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
Growth is the most magical landscape.
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