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The following is Luo Pai's poem "The Feelings of the Prodigal Son":

Japanese restaurant. The first and last time.

Dating in a Japanese restaurant.

I don't know when we meet.

Is it the beginning of love or.

The end of love.

You say you love me to me.

And let me use Japanese.

Tell you I love you.

But the only Japanese I know is.

sa－yu－na－la

Farewell, I only have a deep kiss.

Tell you. I don't love but don't want to be ruthless.

It turned out to be for separation.

It turned out to be for separation.

Fate arranged for us to meet.

Unexpectedly, it was an instant hit.

I didn't expect to leave with a smile.

The mood will be heavy.

There was a vague feeling.

But it's profound.

That's the tremor when I kiss you.

And as much as I miss you, no matter what.

I can't describe your sad smile.

There is a feeling that is very sincere.

But it's hazy.

If you ask me why I love you.

I can't but love you.

It makes my heart flutter deeply.

I dare not pray for the dawn and the sunset.

I can rely on you, I only hope.

This emotion can be cherished for you.

When you've gone through all the vicissitudes of life.

I might say I once loved you.

A windless day.

A windless day.

The mood is not calm either.

A child who grew up in turbulent years.

The soul carries trauma.

Sorrow is a song with a beautiful melody.

I often sing alone.

The sea is always as blue as a clear sky.

The clouds drifted away again.

Maybe youth is really gone.

The enthusiasm drifted away like a smoke ring.

In the days to come.

Who will I miss?

I've gotten it but never cherished it.

I have never been grateful to have been loved.

It's always chic when it comes in a flutter.

When he quietly left, he was already wet with tears.

A journey to the end of the world. Finish your cigarette.

Give me the cigarette case.

I'm going to treasure it.

It is a memorial to the abandoned.

The desire of the heart.

Ignited by you one by one.

Inhale it in the exhaled smoke ring.

Dissipate and burn through the smoke and fog of the winter.

I will never see your beautiful face again.

I know I won't be able to get your love.

Let me run away from it.

I don't have the courage to leave you.

Don't dare to torture yourself anymore.

The long night was spent in longing.

At the dawn I have.

It becomes a reed stone in the Kai section.

It's been thousands of years later.

Only in my old heart.

still treasure your youth.

And in the years of wandering.

I've done my best for you.

Who knows the heart of the prodigal son.

The theme song of the TV series "Return My True Colors".

Who knows the heart of the prodigal son.

Singer: Wang Jie.

If you can laugh, you won't cry.

can find a confidant, how can you be lonely.

But I never met it.

Ask me how the wind and frost of my life's footprints can end.

If you can love, don't back down.

The heart that can know each other even chases.

It's a pity that every time I meet love.

I can't make it feel like I'm finally happy.

The feelings of the prodigal son, according to the introduction of "Southern ***" and "Poetry Once"**"The Age": Luo Pai, with "The Feelings of the Prodigal Son", infects thousands of readers: Luo Pai is a very low-key person and is unwilling to say anything more to himself.

And I don't have that great wisdom, I have no name, no power, no love, no idleness. ”