Ask for the lyrics of Zhang Bohong s new song Acoustic Guitar .

ti: Goodbye acoustic guitar].

ar: Zhang Bohong].

Al: Good youth].

by: Tan Xingzhou].

Zhang Bohong - Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Lyrics: Zhang Bohong.

Inside a filthy dormitory.

There was a bunch of boring classmates.

Everyone is talking about tomorrow's class.

Maybe you won't have to go to school tomorrow.

There are no troubled days.

and a broken wood guitar.

Randomly scattered playing.

That little dream from my childhood.

Why? Suddenly, everything changed.

Can you grow up slower?

I've been playing the guitar and singing softly.

Oh forget it. Let the memories be gone.

Reminiscent of acoustic guitars.

But he was always reluctant to let go.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all getting old.

Learn to forget slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This familiar song.

La-la-la. Inside a filthy dormitory.

There was a bunch of boring classmates.

Everyone is talking about tomorrow's class.

Maybe you won't have to go to school tomorrow.

There are no troubled days.

and a broken acoustic guitar (sort of).

Randomly scattered playing.

That little dream from my childhood.

Why? Suddenly, everything changed.

Can you grow up slower?

I've been playing the guitar and singing softly.

Oh forget it. Let the memories be gone.

Reminiscent of acoustic guitars.

But he was always reluctant to let go.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all getting old.

Learn to forget slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This familiar song.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all mature.

Let's learn to grow slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This is a beautiful song.

La-la-la.

Inside a filthy dormitory.

There was a bunch of boring classmates.

Everyone is talking about tomorrow's class.

Maybe you won't have to go to school tomorrow.

There are no troubled days.

and a broken wood guitar.

Randomly scattered playing.

That little dream from my childhood.

Why? Suddenly, everything changed.

Can you grow up slower?

I've been playing the guitar and singing softly.

Oh forget it. Let the memories be gone.

Reminiscent of acoustic guitars.

But he was always reluctant to let go.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all getting old.

Learn to forget slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This familiar song.

La-la-la. Inside a filthy dormitory.

There was a bunch of boring classmates.

Everyone is talking about tomorrow's class.

Maybe you won't have to go to school tomorrow.

There are no troubled days.

and a broken acoustic guitar (sort of).

Randomly scattered playing.

That little dream from my childhood.

Why? Suddenly, everything changed.

Can you grow up slower?

I've been playing the guitar and singing softly.

Oh forget it. Let the memories be gone.

Reminiscent of acoustic guitars.

But he was always reluctant to let go.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all getting old.

Learn to forget slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This familiar song.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all mature.

Let's learn to grow slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This is a beautiful song.

La-la-la.

"The Sorrow of the Acoustic Guitar" Lyrics and Singing: Xiaodai (Acoustic Guitar) You sit on the gray carpet, your expression looks so serene, and you say softly that cruel truth, you say that you never want to hide it from me.

My heart, which had been filled with sunlight during the day, was suddenly empty, and on this night without lights, I lost all my senses and all claims.

I'm not strong enough to be afraid of getting hurt, I'm not mature enough to have no illusions, I'd rather believe that it's you talking about panic until one day you become someone else's bride.

Before I knew it, the sky was already faintly bright, and I was still confused in my dreams, and the sound of the acoustic guitar was no longer melodious, maybe it would only play a faint sadness.

The guitar itself is a package that needs to be maintained, and if you love it very much, it is not a problem to maintain it. Knowing more about the guitar itself is good for yourself and the guitar you love.

No, just maintain it regularly and appropriately, it's not so exaggerated.

First Song:

Song Title: Goodbye Acoustic Guitar Singer: Zhang Bohong **: Good Youth Second Song:

It may be, you try the ice cream's "It's Over". . .

Zhang Bohong - Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Inside a filthy dormitory.

There was a bunch of boring classmates.

Everyone is talking about tomorrow's class.

Maybe you won't have to go to school tomorrow.

There are no troubled days.

and a broken wood guitar.

Randomly scattered playing.

That little dream from my childhood.

Why? Suddenly, everything changed.

Can you grow up slower?

I've been playing the guitar and singing softly.

Oh forget it. Let the memories be gone.

Reminiscent of acoustic guitars.

But he was always reluctant to let go.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all getting old.

Learn to forget slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This familiar song.

La-la-la.

Inside a filthy dormitory.

There was a bunch of boring classmates.

Everyone is talking about tomorrow's class.

Maybe you won't have to go to school tomorrow.

There are no troubled days.

and a broken acoustic guitar (sort of).

Randomly scattered playing.

That little dream from my childhood.

Why? Suddenly, everything changed.

Can you grow up slower?

I've been playing the guitar and singing softly.

Oh forget it. Let the memories be gone.

Reminiscent of acoustic guitars.

But he was always reluctant to let go.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all getting old.

Learn to forget slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This familiar song.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all mature.

Let's learn to grow slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This is a beautiful song.

La-la-la.

I can't find a second one, though.

Dude, I don't believe God can answer that.

That's too much to ask!

Girls' generation sang.,It seems to be called G something.。

ti: Goodbye acoustic guitar].

ar: Zhang Bohong].

Al: Good youth].

by: Tan Xingzhou].

Zhang Bohong - Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Lyrics: Zhang Bohong.

Inside a filthy dormitory.

There was a bunch of boring classmates.

Everyone is talking about tomorrow's class.

Maybe you won't have to go to school tomorrow.

There are no troubled days.

and a broken wood guitar.

Randomly scattered playing.

That little dream from my childhood.

Why? Suddenly, everything changed.

Can you grow up slower?

I've been playing the guitar and singing softly.

Oh forget it. Let the memories be gone.

Reminiscent of acoustic guitars.

But he was always reluctant to let go.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all getting old.

Learn to forget slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This familiar song.

Lala la in the messy dormitory.

There was a bunch of boring classmates.

Everyone is talking about tomorrow's class.

Maybe you won't have to go to school tomorrow.

There are no troubled days.

and a broken acoustic guitar (sort of).

Randomly scattered playing.

That little dream from my childhood.

Why? Suddenly, everything changed.

Can you grow up slower?

I've been playing the guitar and singing softly.

Oh forget it. Let the memories be gone.

Reminiscent of acoustic guitars.

But he was always reluctant to let go.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all getting old.

Learn to forget slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This familiar song.

Goodbye acoustic guitar.

Goodbye old bookshelves.

We're all mature.

Let's learn to grow slowly.

Goodbye red bricks.

Goodbye morning glory.

We're still humming.

This touching song is la-la-la.

It is Xu Wei singing "The Distant Sky".

My heart has ridden the wind.

Walk freely through your dreams.

I prayed in silence.

Feel your light.

This tranquility at the moment.

It's because you're in your heart.

Those troubles come from.

Sometimes Kiryu Gao hesitated.

I used to be lonely and adrift.

In this vast sea of people.

So yearning for you.

But it's always been here.

Every ray of sunshine in the morning.

The sky is still far away.

The face caressed by the evening breeze.

Every dreamless night.

My heart has ridden the wind.

Walk freely through your dreams.

I prayed in silence.

Feel your light.

Feel your magic.

Feel your peace.

Yours wonderful.

Music: Goodbye Acoustic Guitar Singer: Zhang Bohong **:

Good Youth] [by:Tan Xingzhou] Zhang Bohong-Goodbye Acoustic Guitar Lyrics: Zhang Bohong In the dirty dormitory, there are a bunch of boring classmates Everyone is discussing tomorrow's class Maybe you won't have to go to school tomorrow No troubled days and a broken acoustic guitar Playing casually and scatteredly The little dream of childhood Why is it all suddenly everything changed Can you grow up slowly Keep playing the guitar and sing softly Oh forget it, let the memories go away But I think of the acoustic guitar But I am always reluctant to put it down Goodbye acoustic guitar Goodbye old bookshelf We're all getting old, slowly learning to forget, goodbye red bricks, goodbye morning glory, we're still humming, this familiar song, lala, lala, in the messy dormitory, there's a bunch of boring classmates, everyone is discussing tomorrow's class, maybe tomorrow you don't have to go to school, no worries, and a broken acoustic guitar (sort of) casually scattered playing that little childhood dream why, suddenly everything has changed, can you grow up slowly, keep playing the guitar and sing softly, oh forget it, let the memories go away, but think of the acoustic guitar But I am always reluctant to put it down Goodbye acoustic guitar Goodbye old bookshelf We're all getting old Let's learn to forget Goodbye red bricks Goodbye morning glory We're still humming This familiar song Goodbye acoustic guitar Goodbye old bookshelf We're all mature Let's learn to grow up Goodbye red bricks Goodbye morning glory We're still humming This beautiful song Lalala.

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