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The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

I play it to you and listen slowly I love you so much.

Your smile, I can see it, it's going to be so wonderful.

In March, you picked up the pen and wrote a few songs for me.

I'm still keeping it to this day.

I look up at you and listen carefully that my love is so much.

My smile, you can see, is going to be so wonderful.

In March, I picked up my pen and wrote a few lines of song for you.

I've been singing it ever since.

The clouds are still lingering in the sky.

I'm still waiting.

Pick up the yellowed piece of paper.

It was the love that was written for you at that time.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

I play it to you and listen slowly I love you so much.

Your smile, I can see it, it's going to be so wonderful.

In March, you picked up the pen and wrote a few songs for me.

I'm still keeping it to this day.

I look up at you and listen carefully that my love is so much.

My smile, you can see, is going to be so wonderful.

In March, I picked up my pen and wrote a few lines of song for you.

I've been singing it ever since.

The clouds are still lingering in the sky.

I'm still waiting.

Pick up the yellowed piece of paper.

It was the love that was written for you at that time.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

I play to you Listen slowly My love is so much).

Moon Bend. He hasn't returned yet.

The sound of the piano is faint. The clouds drift away.

The love you gave me in my heart has not been released.

I look up at you and listen carefully that my love is so much.

My smile, you can see, is going to be so wonderful.

Moon Bend. He hasn't returned yet.

The sound of the piano is faint. The clouds drift away.

The love you give you is still in your heart.

The clouds are still lingering in the sky.

I'm still waiting.

Pick up the yellowed piece of paper.

It was the love that was written for you at that time.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

Jin Se passed the year, the flowers bloomed and fell, and it was another season, and the flowers blown off by the wind and rain last night were left on the ground. There is a faint person, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, and thinking lightly, last night, the rain fell on the dust, and the flowers bloomed but disappeared'Sad.

The remnants of flowers are like dreams, full of death, the moon shadow is cold, the years are fleeting, time passes in a hurry, and if you are not careful, three years have passed. How long ago, we were still reading Old Man Kong's Zhihu in class, pinching our watches and counting them before school, and gathering our classmates to have fun after returning home, and in the blink of an eye, we were going to go our separate ways. Three years of classmates, can't withstand the ruthlessness of the years, just thinking about it, it's already depressed in the final ending.

The remnants of the flowers pass through the years, and they become empty in an instant, and youth is like a dream, in which there is the beauty of flowers blooming, and there is also the sadness of falling flowers. Maybe I should really be grateful for this, even if it makes me helpless, but here, I meet him and her and them, and whenever I think about it, maybe the corners of my mouth will pull a 45° arc. How many years later, wandering on the edge of memory again, looking back on those passing years, maybe you will suddenly realize that in this green time, we have laughed together.

If there are regrets, perhaps, it's just that we who were young and frivolous at the time didn't know how to cherish it.

Perhaps, we will remember that three years ago, we walked into the solemn gate of No. 1 Middle School with a trace of curiosity and a longing, and began another unforgettable journey. Three years later, we are looking at this place and the students around us with a little reluctance. In the past three years, we have cried and laughed, played and played, been happy and sad, and in the end, even if it is not so perfect, even if there are shortcomings, it is still the most beautiful memory.

Prosperity and silence will eventually become empty.

The years fade away from the dust clouds, and the eternal heel sounds are long and long against the whiskers. Four years, is it a long time? It seems to be really short.

In retrospect, it seems like yesterday when we entered the school, but now, we are about to face a parting. In late autumn, there are few pedestrians on the streets, and apart from the slightly cold weather, the most touching thing is the red leaves scattered on the streets. The breeze blows, like a butterfly, dancing prosperously, the wind blows, the ground is desolate, after the prosperity, sighing for the remnants of the flowers, it turns out that it is close to the end of the song.

A pot of sake, thoughts are not endless.

Send you a song, don't ask the end of the song to get together. The corners of the mouth outline the arc, which is like an old dream of an empty city, a finger of quicksand, a prosperous life, so, sit at the table, watch the flowers bloom and fall, and wait for the rain to fall into the dust.

Tonight, the grass leaves, the bright moon night sends you thousands of miles, and the autumn wind rises in the coming year. The end of the end, the end of the song.

The end of the song. People are not scattered.

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ti: The end of the song is not dispersed].

Listen to the moon bend The flowers in front of the window are half-blooming.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing lightly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

I play it to you and listen slowly I love you so much.

Your smile, I can see it, it's going to be so wonderful.

In March, you picked up the pen and wrote a few songs for me.

I'm still keeping it to this day.

I look up at you and listen carefully My love is so much Kai Minjin.

My smile, you can see, is going to be so wonderful.

In March, I picked up my pen and wrote a few lines of song for you.

I've been singing it ever since.

The clouds are still lingering in the sky.

I'm still waiting.

Pick up the yellowed piece of paper.

It was the love that was written for you at that time.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

I play it to you and listen slowly I love you so much.

Your smile, I can see it, it's going to be so wonderful.

In March, you picked up the pen and wrote a few songs for me.

I'm still keeping it to this day.

I look up at you and listen carefully that my love is so much.

My smile, you can see, is going to be so wonderful.

In March, I picked up my pen and wrote a few lines of song for you.

I've been singing it ever since.

The clouds are still lingering in the sky.

I'm still waiting.

Pick up the yellowed piece of paper.

It was the love that was written for you at that time.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

I play to you Listen slowly My love is so much).

Moon Bend. He hasn't returned yet.

The sound of the piano is faint. The clouds drift away.

The love you gave me in my heart has not been released.

I look up at you and listen carefully that my love is so much.

My smile, you can see, is going to be so wonderful.

Moon Bend. He hasn't returned yet.

The sound of the piano is faint. The clouds drift away.

The love you give you is still in your heart.

The clouds are still lingering in the sky.

I'm still waiting.

Pick up the yellowed piece of paper.

It was the love that was written for you at that time.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Leaving the eyes of the Gisan song is still there.

The moon bends and the flowers are half-bloomed in front of the window.

Look back and see if he's still there.

Sing softly, no one returns.

Parting and dispersing, the end of the song is still there.

Song Title: All the same fools.

**: "Will You Love Me".

Fill in the word Huang Qikai.

Composed by Wu Mengqi.

Arrangement: Wu Mengqi.

Lilac Xiaoxiao sang.

Lyrics: Who's going to take me away.

Escape from my sorrows.

At the end of the song, when the people are gone.

Would I like to admit that this is the end.

Fools are all the same.

I don't know how to escape grief.

Because there are always dreams.

In the heart, so willing to wander.

Fools are all the same.

Persistence in the balance**.

Right and wrong on both sides.

I can't forget that I lost my way no matter how I walked.

We're all the same.

Raise your head and lower your head.

And what is the thought that can't be let go?

How to think, how to forget.

Our hearts are stupid and stubborn.

Fools are the same, they don't know how to escape sadness, because there are always dreams.

In the heart, so willing to wander.

Fools are all the same.

Persistence in the balance**.

Right and wrong on both sides.

I can't forget that I lost my way no matter how I walked.

We're all the same.

Fools are the same, they don't know how to escape sadness, because there are always dreams.

In the heart, so willing to wander.

Fools are all the same.

Persistence in the balance**.

Right and wrong on both sides.

I can't forget that I lost my way no matter how I walked.

We're all the same.

Fools are all the same.

The specific lyrics are as follows.

Who's going to take me away.

Escape from my sorrows.

At the end of the song, when the people are gone.

Would I like to admit that this is the end.

Fools are all the same.

I don't know how to escape grief.

Because there are always dreams.

In the heart, so willing to wander.

Fools are all the same.

Persistence in the balance**.

Right and wrong on both sides.

I can't forget that I lost my way no matter how I walked.

We're all the same.

Raise your head and lower your head.

And what is the thought that can't be let go?

How to think, how to forget.

Our hearts are stupid and stubborn.

Fools are the same, they don't know how to escape sadness, because there are always dreams.

In the heart, so willing to wander.

Fools are all the same.

Persistence in the balance**.

Right and wrong on both sides.

I can't forget that I lost my way no matter how I walked.

Fools are the same, they don't know how to escape sadness, because there are always dreams.

In the heart, so willing to wander.

Fools are all the same.

Persistence in the balance**.

Right and wrong on both sides.

I can't forget that I lost my way no matter how I walked.

Is it the song you want?

1. Song: Tango that loses its rhythm.

Singer: Xu Xiaofeng.

2. Song: Fools are all the same.

Singer: strings

3. Song: Are you okay?

Singer: A Niu.

4. Song: Lychees are all the same.

Singer: Huang Yali.

Singer: Xu Xiaofeng **: Tango that has lost its rhythm.

Romantic tango.

Romantic tango.

I've dreamed of it for a long time.

My dearest and most beautiful thoughts.

You are around me.

Romantic tango.

I never felt like this.

Fluctuations in the flow of eye waves.

Tenderness covered me like water.

At the end of the song, when the people are gone.

The two of us looked back again.

I want to open my mouth to keep you.

You want to keep me too.

The words are on the tongue.

I just don't dare to say it.

I can't stop leaving.

Turn around and wave your hand.

The wind is blowing.

Take you away quietly.

The story of beauty has no result.

Losing the rhythm of the tango.

Romantic tango.

I've dreamed of it for a long time.

My dearest and most beautiful thoughts.

You are around me.

Romantic tango.

I never felt like this.

Fluctuations in the flow of eye waves.

Tenderness covered me like water.

At the end of the song, when the people are gone.

The two of us looked back again.

I want to open my mouth to keep you.

You want to keep me too.

The words are on the tongue.

I just don't dare to say it.

I can't stop leaving.

Turn around and wave your hand.

The wind is blowing.

Take you away quietly.

The story of beauty has no result.

Losing the rhythm of the tango.

Damn gentle——— Ma Tianyu.

== The end of the song is not dispersed**,There is currently a song.,Where did the lyrics come from.。