Which song is the lyrics of the phrase Tears broke the embankment in the trenches ?

Jay Chou's "The Last Battle" machine gun strafing sounds, we look for sheltered trenches.

When I was a child, the sand sculpture castle was destroyed and rebuilt.

But your blood-stained military coat with bullet holes.

But he couldn't even lift his prayer hand.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

Your face twitches and you're running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll keep the last distance with you.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

I can't wake you up if you fall asleep slowly.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

Your face twitches and you're running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll keep the last distance with you.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

I can't wake you up if you fall asleep slowly.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

The final battle.

Jay. Octave space.

Jay Chou's final battle.

It was tears in the camphor that broke the embankment. I don't believe you

Jay Chou's "The Last Battle".

We searched for sheltered trenches amid machine-gun fire.

When I was a child, the sand sculpture castle was destroyed and rebuilt.

But your blood-stained military coat with bullet holes.

But he couldn't even lift his prayer hand.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

Your face twitches and you're running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll keep the last distance with you.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

I can't wake you up if you fall asleep slowly.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

Your face twitches and you're running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll keep the last distance with you.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

I can't wake you up if you fall asleep slowly.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

Xia Wan'an's one-man show is also there.

The final battle.

Octave Space" album.

The final battle.

LZ is a Jay fan.

The final battle, that's right.

Eh, it looks like I can't get any points. Cry.

Jay Chou's "The Last Battle".

We searched for sheltered trenches amid machine-gun fire.

When I was a child, the sand sculpture castle was destroyed and rebuilt.

But your blood-stained military coat with bullet holes.

But he couldn't even lift his prayer hand.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

Your face twitches and you're running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll keep the last distance with you.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

I can't wake you up if you fall asleep slowly.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

Your face twitches and you're running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll keep the last distance with you.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

I can't wake you up if you fall asleep slowly.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

The final battle, Jay Chou sang.

Jay Chou's "The Last Battle".

We searched for sheltered trenches amid machine-gun fire.

When I was a child, the sand sculpture castle was destroyed and rebuilt.

But your blood-stained military coat with bullet holes.

But he couldn't even lift his prayer hand.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

Even the woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll stay with you.

Holding back tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

You're pumping in the face.

I'm running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll stay with you.

The last distance.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

You slowly fall asleep.

I can't shake you.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

I don't think you're talking about orange soda, I'll give you 2 options, one is Jay's "The Last Battle", which meets your criteria is "think of the taste of popsicle soda in the smoke of gunpowder, and those young people who have been doing nothing all summer".

One is Ren Xianqi's "Orange Perfume".

Hope it helps!

Orange soda.

The lyrics are below).

I was standing in the little corner of the classroom door.

Sneak a peek at your lovely smile.

You're like a cloud in the sky, I want to be a rainbow.

The scent of orange soda wafts through the air.

The cream in the corner of your mouth makes me so excited.

There is a rhythm to my tacit understanding with you.

Take my heartbeat and follow you.

It's like this, leading you all the way (there is no end to this road).

I just like you peeking at me

Let me hold your hand tightly and look at the starry sky.

Until we have a heart-to-heart connection.

Just hold you all the way (and never let go this time).

I will try to become you

Help you realize all the wishes of your heart.

No matter how the seasons change, my heart is not hidden.

Suddenly, there was a heavy rain in the sky.

Should I send you back now?

I don't want to interrupt the sweetness you give.

Just let me accompany you in the rain...

Jay Chou's "The Last Battle".

I don't know if it's or not

The final battle.

Lyrics: Fang Wenshan.

Composer: Jay Chou.

Arranger: Zhong Xingmin.

We searched for sheltered trenches amid machine-gun fire.

When I was a child, the sand sculpture castle was destroyed and rebuilt.

But your blood-stained military coat with bullet holes.

But he couldn't even lift his prayer hand.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

Your face twitches and you're running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll keep the last distance with you.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

I can't wake you up if you fall asleep slowly.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

Your face twitches and you're running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll keep the last distance with you.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

I can't wake you up if you fall asleep slowly.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

"It's Too Late" or something.

Sing it, you go and listen to it.

Hebe's "Too Late"?

Do you want a song inside the bullfight?

Jay Chou's "The Last Battle".

Lyrics: Fang Wenshan Composer: Jay Chou.

Arranger: Chung Xingmin.

Machine gun fire was heard.

We look for sheltered trenches.

A castle of sand sculptures from childhood.

It's good to destroy it and re-cover it.

But your blood-stained one.

Military coat riddled with bullet holes.

But he couldn't even lift his prayer hand.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who have nothing to do.

A whole summer of youth.

I put down the gun and recalled.

The school that graduated together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule.

It is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions.

You insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll stay with you.

Holding back tears.

Some things are really too late.

Can't go back, your face is twitching.

I'm running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll stay with you.

The last distance.

It's your side face.

Fell into my arms.

You slowly fall asleep.

I can't shake you.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

In the smoke of gunpowder. The smell of popsicle soda comes to mind.

And those who have nothing to do.

A whole summer of youth.

I put down the gun and recalled.

The school that graduated together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule.

It is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions.

You insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll stay with you.

Holding back tears.

Some things are really too late.

Can't go back, your face is twitching.

I'm running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll stay with you.

The last distance.

It's your side face.

Fell into my arms.

You slowly fall asleep.

I can't shake you.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

The final battle.

Lyrics and composer: Jay Chou.

Lyrics: Fang Wenshan.

Arranger: Zhong Xingmin.

We searched for sheltered trenches amid machine-gun fire.

When I was a child, the sand sculpture castle was destroyed and rebuilt.

But your blood-stained military coat with bullet holes.

But he couldn't even lift his prayer hand.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

You're sobbing and you're running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll keep the last distance with you.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

I can't wake you up if you fall asleep slowly.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.

Will the battlefield full of artillery fire, the muddy land, the monotonous and lonely camp, the expressionless soldiers remember their youth that summer, and will the frozen emotions break through the shackles of military orders and burst out of the embankment? Whether you can still find you in the place where the smoke of gunpowder is filled, the brotherhood hidden in the bottom of the heart has become the last courage in the encirclement of the enemy. The last wail, the hysterical cry, could not summon the companion to sleep quietly.

And I still don't understand who the final battle is fighting for.

The final battle.

Composer: Jay Chou.

Lyrics: Fang Wenshan.

Arranger: Zhong Xingmin.

We searched for sheltered trenches amid machine-gun fire.

When I was a child, the sand sculpture castle was destroyed and rebuilt.

But your blood-stained military coat with bullet holes.

But he couldn't even lift his prayer hand.

In the smoke of gunpowder, I think of the smell of popsicle soda.

And those who do nothing all summer young.

I put down my gun and remembered the school we graduated from together last year.

And the tears have always forgotten to fall.

The sound of ridicule is constantly practiced in the wind.

The woods are full of hostility.

The troops abandoned their positions, and you insisted that I leave too.

How could I give up.

I'll keep you with you and hold back the tears.

There are some things that really can't be turned back.

You're sobbing and you're running out of energy.

I am not allowed to mention it again.

I'll keep the last distance with you.

It was the side of your face that fell into my arms.

I can't wake you up if you fall asleep slowly.

Tears burst the embankment in the trenches.