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Zhou Bichang 1st anniversary.

"First Anniversary" Zhou Bi Changshuang ** "NOW" & "WOW" of "NOW".

Producer: Liang Qiaobai.

Lyrics: Lee Cheuk-hsiung.

Composer: La-Ying Nguyen Minan Tommy

Singing: Zhou Bichang.

Another year later.

Again to this junction.

The aroma of coffee around the corner is still there.

But you end up you don't.

You're talking behind my back.

No, it didn't show up over there.

I deleted all your messages.

It feels better.

A small gesture from a stranger.

But it reminds me of you for a long time.

I locked up your a**.

But I still remember your birthday.

I thought it was busy, trying not to think about it, just forgetting.

But a year later, we finally became friends.

I can't wait for your birthday to hold you and sing a song.

You see I'm still so gentle.

But it's a friend of a friend, and I can't think of any excuse to ask for it.

But a year later, we're finally just friends.

There are the same shots in the memory, and the reality is a different outlet.

What you said, will you still remember what you said forever?

Is friendship more permanent than love Friends yea yea yea yes but a year later, we finally became friends.

I can't wait for your birthday to hold you and sing a song.

You see I'm still so gentle.

But it's a friend of a friend, and I can't think of any excuse to ask for it.

But a year later, we're finally just friends.

There are the same shots in the memory, and the reality is a different outlet.

What you said, will you still remember what you said forever?

Is it friendship that lasts longer than love friends yea yea yea

It is sung by the lovely Zhou Bi, called "First Anniversary".

This song is the first anniversary of Zhou Bichang In **now, the other songs are also very good, you can try it, the desert also finds Paris, the genius of a fool, the hobby is difficult, in order to get to know you, it's all good.

"That Year".

Lyrics of that year.

That year Wang Sulong.

Composer: Wang Sulong Lyrics: Wang Sulong.

That year of unbridled freedom Just take your hand.

I don't know what tenderness doesn't care about your feelings.

Loneliness always overwhelms me.

It is you who understand my wayward request.

After everyone else gave up on me.

The silent heart throbs again for you.

The vastness of the universe is breathtaking.

It's just that I don't deserve to have you anymore.

When you're alone in the face of a flood of memories.

It was a heavy snow that year.

Don't dare to look back, knowing that your tears are flowing.

The yellowed diary is written permanently.

The sarcasm won't get me until now.

How do you feel when you miss your tenderness?

Loneliness has made me accustomed to pain.

It is you who understand my wayward request.

After everyone else gave up on me.

The silent heart throbs again for you.

The vastness of the universe is breathtaking.

It's just that I don't deserve to have you anymore.

When you're alone in the face of a flood of memories.

It was a heavy snow that year.

Don't dare to look back, knowing that your tears are flowing.

We love to the end, and no one will let go.

If you don't want to be bad, I'll bear it.

Whether you understand the pain of my fulfillment or not.

It is you who understand my wayward request.

After everyone else gave up on me.

The silent heart throbs again for you.

The vastness of the universe is breathtaking.

It's just that I don't deserve to have you.

When you're alone in the face of a flood of memories.

It was a heavy snow that year.

Don't dare to look back, knowing that your tears are flowing.

I don't know when it was released!

Yes, that year, that day.

Another year later.

Again to this junction.

The aroma of coffee around the corner is still there.

But you end up you don't.

You're talking behind my back.

No, it didn't show up over there.

I deleted all your text messages and it feels better.

A small gesture from a stranger makes me miss you for a long time.

I locked up your a**.

But I still remember your birthday.

I thought it was busy, trying not to think about it, just forgetting.

But a year later, we finally became friends.

I can't wait for your birthday to hold you and sing a song.

You see I'm still so gentle.

But I was a friend of a friend, I couldn't think of any excuses, and I still had a request, but a year later, we were finally just friends.

There are the same shots in the memory, and the reality is a different outlet.

What you said, will you still remember what you said forever?

Is friendship more permanent than love Friends yes yes yes but a year later, we finally became friends.

I can't wait for your birthday to hold you and sing a song.

You see I'm still so gentle.

But I was a friend of a friend, I couldn't think of any excuses, and I still had a request, but a year later, we were finally just friends.

There are the same shots in the memory, and the reality is a different outlet.

What you said, will you still remember what you said forever?

Is it friendship that lasts longer than love friends yes yes

1. All the way home.

Lyrics: Andy Lau.

Composer: Chen Sihan.

Singing: Andy Lau.

On the way home, count the number of cold and summer in your life.

Count the ups and downs of the journey, how many laughs, how many cry.

The way home counts three hundred and sixty-five in one year.

Count the days of victory and defeat and what are the satisfactions.

Go home and be happy.

Happiness can hug your parents.

Talk about it shyly and open your mouth.

The lights are not far away.

Go home alone.

Loneliness still awaits appeasement.

Take off the layers of costumes.

Blow the fog in your heart.

The way home count the number of happy times a year.

Count the ups and downs of the temper in a day What is poor What is the way home to be rich Count the speed at which the years go by.

Count the hardships of a lifetime, who will live together, and everything will slowly become clear.

Go home and be happy.

Happiness can hug your parents.

Talk about it shyly and open your mouth.

The lights are not far away.

Go home alone.

Loneliness still awaits appeasement.

Take off the layers of costumes.

Blow the fog in your heart.

Go home and be happy.

Happiness can hug your parents.

Talk about it shyly and open your mouth.

The lights are not far away.

Go home alone.

Loneliness still awaits appeasement.

Take off the layers of costumes.

Blow the fog in your heart.

On the way home, pat the dust on your shoulders.

No matter how tired you are, you can still stick to your steps and go home really happy.

That year of unbridled freedom.

Just take your hand like that.

I don't know what tenderness doesn't care about your feelings.

Loneliness always overwhelms me.

It is you who understand my wayward request.

After everyone else gave up on me.

The silent heart throbs again for you.

The vastness of the universe is breathtaking.

It's just that I don't deserve to have you anymore.

When you're alone in the face of a flood of memories.

It was a heavy snow that year.

Don't dare to look back, knowing that your tears are flowing.

The yellowed diary is written permanently.

The sarcasm won't get me until now.

How do you feel when you miss your tenderness?

Loneliness has made me accustomed to pain.

It is you who understand my wayward request.

After everyone else gave up on me.

The silent heart throbs again for you.

The vastness of the universe is breathtaking.

It's just that I don't deserve to have you anymore.

When you're alone in the face of a flood of memories.

It was a heavy snow that year.

Don't dare to look back, knowing that your tears are flowing.

We love to the end, and no one will let go.

If you don't want to be bad, I'll bear it.

Whether you understand the pain of my fulfillment or not.

It is you who understand my wayward request.

After everyone else gave up on me.

The silent heart throbs again for you.

The vastness of the universe is breathtaking.

It's just that I don't deserve to have you.

When you're alone in the face of a flood of memories.

It was a heavy snow that year.

Don't dare to look back, knowing that your tears are flowing.