Lyrics How many past events float in my mind What song is vernacular

A good man's life is safe", Li Na sang, listen to it, the following is how much past the original lyrics have.

It seems like it was just yesterday.

How many friends have I had.

As if it was still around.

I also had a heavy heart.

Is the encounter bitter or sweet?

Now raise a glass of wishes.

A good man has a safe life.

Who can be drunk with me?

Knowing each other year after year.

There is a fate at the end of the world.

This warmth warms the world.

Who can be drunk with me?

Knowing each other year after year.

There is a fate at the end of the world.

This warmth warms the world.

I also had a heavy heart.

Is the encounter bitter or sweet?

Now raise a glass of wishes.

A good man has a safe life.

Who can be drunk with me?

Knowing each other year after year.

There is a fate at the end of the world.

This warmth warms the world.

Who can be drunk with me?

Knowing each other year after year.

There is a fate at the end of the world.

This warmth warms the world.

Listen to it, are these two songs?

Song Title: Nathan.

Singer: Hong Zhuoli.

Lyrics. There are too many people and cars on the street, and people are drunk at night in the bustling city.

I'm afraid to wait for a long time after work, queue up and bring rain shelter.

A letter and torrential rain pour.

I don't want to get closer along the long line.

I rubbed my shoulders and found that I saw the familiar face.

Silence stared at each other for a few seconds.

There are also simple greetings, but not too little.

Then say goodbye again.

Like the day of the reunion.

How much of the past is sweet in my heart.

The sight of the night rain touching the flowers makes me sad.

Seeing her figure is no longer possessive.

I didn't think of despairing to see her go.

The word breakup will never be left.

The voice of sadness for love has changed nostalgia.

Love is not sensational, nothing is too little.

Eventually, the clip was over.

Concentrate on looking out of the car.

The noisy crowd knows a lot about stirring up dust.

But I was lost, searching for footprints, lacking the guidance of my life.

If the outcome is changeable.

May I love her so much.

It's enough to meet again and disperse.

But the road is too short.

How much of the past is sweet in my heart.

The sight of the night rain touching the flowers makes me sad.

Seeing her figure is no longer possessive.

I didn't think of despairing to see her go.

The word breakup will never be left.

The voice of sadness for love has changed nostalgia.

Love is not sensational, nothing is too little.

The sad past stops in my heart.

The sight of the night rain touching the flowers makes me sad.

Seeing her figure is no longer possessive.

I don't want to despair anymore to watch her go.

Even if you say goodbye, you still wait.

But my sad voice has become nostalgic.

Love doesn't make a splash anymore and everything burns.

Eventually, the clip was over.

There are too many people and cars on the street, and people are drunk at night in the bustling city.

I'm afraid to wait a long time after work, and it's not enough to miss it for a long time.

Song: Nathan.

Singer: Hong Zhuoli.

There are too many people and cars on the street.

The bustling city is drunk at night.

Afraid of waiting for a long time after work.

Queue up and bring rain shelter.

A letter and torrential rain pour.

Along the long line and do not want to.

Get close to the shoulders that have been brushed.

I found that I saw the familiar face.

Silence stared at each other for a few seconds.

There are also simple greetings, but not too little.

Then say goodbye again.

Like the day of the reunion.

How much of the past is sweet in my heart.

The sight of the night rain touching the flowers makes me sad.

Seeing her figure is no longer possessive.

I didn't think of despairing to see her go.

The word breakup will never be left.

The voice of sadness for love has changed nostalgia.

Love is no longer a sensation.

Nothing is too little.

Eventually, the clip was over.

Concentrate on looking out of the car.

Noisy people know a lot.

I got lost in the dust.

Searching for footprints owes the guidance of hits.

If the outcome is changeable.

May I love her so much.

It's enough to meet again and disperse.

But the road is too short.

The sad past stops in my heart.

I don't want to despair anymore to watch her go.

Even if you say goodbye, you still wait.

But my sad voice has become nostalgic.

Everything burns.

I'm afraid to wait a long time after work.

It's not enough to miss for a long time.

Nathan ......Hong Zhuoli.

Yes: How much of the past is sweet in my heart.

Guo Yan - Bitter gentleness.

Words: Flying Wolf in the Snow Song: Shallots.

**: One liter of tears.

I told myself not to cry and that I didn't care.

Don't look back, don't let the tears flow again.

My love is powerless.

I told myself I wasn't allowed to cry, but I couldn't help it.

That bitter tenderness was taken away by you.

The wound left in my heart Let me bear it.

The past of love haunts my heart and entangles endlessly.

I want to swing away and I can't do anything.

It's like a relentless rain.

You have long forgotten when you turn away.

The promise of the past is the beauty of yesterday.

I want to find an excuse to trick myself into leaving.

No longer staying. The heart is always reluctant to give up your gentleness.

I can't help but wait for you again.

Maybe the rules of love have never been seen through.

If it's a game, you don't care too much.

I told myself not to cry and that I didn't care.

Don't look back, don't let the tears flow again.

My love is powerless.

I told myself I wasn't allowed to cry, but I couldn't help it.

That bitter tenderness was taken away by you.

The wound left in my heart Let me bear it.

music...

I told myself not to cry and that I didn't care.

Don't look back, don't let the tears flow again.

My love is powerless.

I told myself I wasn't allowed to cry, but I couldn't help it.

That bitter tenderness was taken away by you.

The wound left in my heart Let me bear it.

I bear that wound in my heart.

end...

I'm also looking for it, but I just found it, haha, I just saw your question when I was looking for it, and by the way, our school often plays this song.

The lyrics are how much the sweetness of the past stays in my heart.

It is Hung Zhuoli's "Nathan Road".

Blue sky.

A wisp of smoke drifts past your eyes.

My former days. A dream with you and a loving face.

Now let's talk about the past.

The past is like smoke. Am I still your oath.

White clouds fluttering. Thoughts float past your window on a screen.

Lonely window. Please open my thoughts that have been locked by the years.

My thoughts. There is your concerned heart and a song called an oath.

Now let's talk about the past.

The past is like smoke. Am I still your old man?

The past starts all over again. Gently elaborate on the evolution of dreams.

Years later. Whether there is still a face of love.

The past starts all over again. Gently talk about the vicissitudes of life.

Whether it is possible. Go back in time and walk again.

White clouds fluttering. Thoughts float past your window on a screen.

Lonely window. Please open my thoughts that have been locked by the years.

My thoughts. There is your concerned heart and a song called an oath.

Now let's talk about the past.

The past is like smoke. Am I still your old man?

Blue sky. A wisp of smoke drifts past your eyes.

My former days. A dream with you and a loving face.

Now let's talk about the past.

The past is like smoke. Am I still your oath.

The past starts all over again. Gently elaborate on the evolution of dreams.

Years later. Whether there is still a face of love.

The past starts all over again. Gently talk about the vicissitudes of life.

Whether it is possible. Go back in time and walk again.

White clouds fluttering. Thoughts float past your window on a screen.

Lonely window. Please open my thoughts that have been locked by the years.

My thoughts. There is your concerned heart and a song called an oath.

Now let's talk about the past.

The past is like smoke. Am I still your old man?

Tell the story of the past - a duet in the south Blue sky A wisp of smoke drifts past your eyes Silent eyes Please answer whether I still love my past My past A dream and a loving face with you Now talk about the past The past is like smoke Am I still your vow.

White clouds fluttering in my heart A screen floats in front of your window Lonely window Please open my thoughts that are locked by the years My thoughts Have your concerned heart and a song called an oath Now talk about the past The past is like smoke Am I still your past The past is from the beginning Gently talk about the dream Evolve After many years Whether there is still a face of love The past from the beginning Gently talk about the vicissitudes of life Whether you can go back to the past and go again.

Singing: Kankan.

Blue sky. The past is a wisp of smoke.

Float past your eyes.

I still don't love my old days.

My Once Upon a Time Dream of having you by my side.

and a beloved face.

Now let's talk about the past.

The past is like smoke. Am I still your oath.

White clouds fluttering. Hearts on one side of the screen.

Float past your window.

Lonely window. Please open my thoughts that have been locked by the years.

My thoughts. There is your heart of concern.

And a song called the Oath.

Now talk about the past, the past is like smoke.

Am I still your old man?

The past gently recounts the evolution of dreams from the beginning.

Will there still be a face of love after many years?

The past is gently elaborated from the beginning.

Is it possible to go back to the past and go again?

Blue sky. The past is a wisp of smoke.

Float past your eyes.

I still don't love my old days.

My Once Upon a Time Dream of having you by my side.

and a beloved face.

Now let's talk about the past.

The past is like smoke. Am I still your oath.

White clouds fluttering. Hearts on one side of the screen.

Float past your window.

Lonely window. Please open my thoughts that have been locked by the years.

My thoughts. There is your heart of concern.

And a song called the Oath.

Now talk about the past, the past is like smoke.

Am I still your old man?

The past gently recounts the evolution of dreams from the beginning.

Will there still be a face of love after many years?

The past is gently elaborated from the beginning.

Is it possible to go back to the past and go again?

Blue sky. The past is a wisp of smoke.

Float past your eyes.

I still don't love my old days.

My Once Upon a Time Dream of having you by my side.

and a beloved face.

Now let's talk about the past.

The past is like smoke. Am I still your oath.

Song: Nathan.

Singer: Hong Zhuoli.

There are too many people and cars on the street.

The bustling city is drunk at night.

Afraid of waiting for a long time after work.

Queue up and bring rain shelter.

A letter and torrential rain pour.

Along the long line and do not want to.

Get close to the shoulders that have been brushed.

I found the stool and saw the familiar face.

Silence stared at each other for a few seconds.

There are also simple greetings, but not too little.

Then say goodbye again.

Like the day of the reunion.

How much of the past is sweet in my heart.

The sight of the night rain touching the flowers makes me sad.

Seeing her figure is no longer possessive.

I didn't think of despairing to see her go.

The word breakup will never be left.

The voice of sadness for love has changed nostalgia.

Love is no longer a sensation.

Nothing is too little.

Eventually, the clip was over.

Concentrate on looking out of the car.

Noisy people know a lot.

I got lost in the dust.

Searching for footprints owes the guidance of hits.

If the lease settlement is subject to change.

May I love her so much.

It's enough to meet again and disperse.

But the road is too short.

The sad past stops in my heart.

I don't want to despair anymore to watch her go.

Even if you say goodbye, you still wait.

But my sad voice has become nostalgic.

Everything is burned on a jujube-shaped stove.

I'm afraid to wait a long time after work.

It's not enough to miss for a long time.

"Give You My Deepest Love" (China Television 'Dr. Hoe' Theme Song) Lyrics: Sa Sha Composer: Zuo Hongyuan.

Scenes of the past emerge in front of you] Your smile is still as bright as yesterday, and I still remember your warm hands Always cheer for me silently Accompany me to heal my wounds and give you my deepest love Even if you don't understand All the love is hidden in the chest "Those Wounds" singer: twinkle

I can't see your face clearly with my head down.

The past comes back to me].

My heart was broken tonight.

The Past Comes to Me" Singer: Gao Xiaotong.

In the dark night, I was sad alone, tasting this bitter coffee alone, and the past came to my eyes, with no one to accompany or comfort me.