Please recommend a few good song titles to me.

Nocturne, dusk, unclosed windows, smoke and sand in the middle of the city

Yi Yang Qianxi, a simple song.

Care. Enough trouble, couple space, no longer contact, is he really better than me,

miss

You--Luo Baiji.

2.Commitment (Chinese) - Andy Lau.

3.Stay for love - Zheng Yuan.

4.When I'm lonely, I can still hold you - Zheng Yuan.

5.Forgive me once - Huanzi.

6.Your commitment – Hemingway.

7.It's not worth it - the dream ship.

8.Even knowing to meet - sara

9.My memories are not mine – Hemingway.

10.Our memorial --- Li Yawei.

The above is purely my careful screening for the landlord, I hope the landlord can like it. Eliminate all copying!

Wang Leehom's things you don't know, it's good.

Li Xiaoyun's "What You See Is Me Blue", "Habit", "The Note That Was Ended in the Play", "Precipitation", "I'm Not So Ruthless", "Who I'm Here For", "Lamp".

She "Shero" and "Love is right".

Rainie Yang, "Rain Love", "Folding Love", "Anonymous Friend".

Jay Chou "said goodbye".

Leehom Wang, "What You Don't Know", "Need Someone to Accompany You".

Feilun Hai "I feel sorry for your ties" and "Guardian Star".

I think it's all good, and I hope you like it too.

Is there a song.

It's Liang Wenyin's.

It's good to cry once".

Lyrics: Lyrics: Yao Ruolong.

Music: Chen Xiaoxia.

Not liking what to doubt doesn't mean I don't feel it.

Watch your subtle changes slowly differ.

I'm not angry, I'm just heartbroken.

I hate being misunderstood, but the more I explain, the more sad I feel.

You can say that people change, but you can't say it.

It's my fault that you're doing this.

It's good to cry, and it's okay to be injured.

I believe in this way, so I take a deep breath and give up.

Love is for hugging, for holding hands.

It's not for the sake of arguing, it's about turning around.

It's good to cry, the pain will go away.

Memory is limited so it will weed out the bad ones.

Insomnia listening to songs, although the longing is bitter.

Still thank you for making me grow up.

The more beautiful the piled up of the past.

If you want to forget, you have to push down the greater sorrow.

Look for courage but not in your pockets or hands.

But it must be somewhere high in me.