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Yes, her name is Tang Tiantian, she is suffering from cancer, she is currently in Beijing**, and her parents have appeared on the China Dream Show to fulfill their daughter's dream (to be able to see and hear Eason Chan sing the songs she wrote to him).
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Singing: Zhou Bichang.
**: Super Girl Final PK
Song Title: Notes.
Singing: Zhou Bichang.
**: Super Girl Final PK
Lyrics: Huang Youzhen Composer: Huang Youzhen.
I saw that the sky was blue.
It's like the warmth of your side with me.
There are too many regrets in life.
The more you grow, the more lonely you feel.
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Her name is Tang Tiantian, she is currently stage 3 nasopharyngeal cancer, and she is also the lyricist of "Sing Loud", her parents went to Zhejiang Satellite TV's "China Dream Show" to help him realize his dream, and wanted Eason Chan to sing one of her words.
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Yes, her name is Tang Tiantian, let's wish her a speedy and healthy discharge!!
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Tang Tiantian, an unfortunate girl, wishes you to come back to the rivers and lakes as soon as possible.
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Tang Tiantian is the 29-year-old girl who got cancer.
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Tang Tiantian, his parents have been on the dream show.
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It's Tang Tiantian, who now has nose cancer.
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Yes yes a girl with the surname Don.
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Wow, you've all watched "China Dream Show".
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Tian Tian, you must be strong.
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Tian Tian: You have to be strong! Any disease can be cured! Your songs are so well written! I wish you a speedy **!!
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Bibi Zhou - Notes.
Lyrics: Tang Tiantian, Huang Youzhen Composer: Huang Youzhen.
I saw that the sky was blue, like the warmth of your surroundings around me.
There are too many regrets in life, and the more people grow, the more lonely they feel.
I really wanted to fly as far as I could without getting tired, only to realize that the deeper the love, the more my heart hurts.
I just want to fly in my sky and I know you'll be there for me.
The language of the picture recording of memories Love is always a long thread in your hand.
Carrying my thoughts across the horizon, your warm smiling face is still the same as ever.
The language of the picture recording of memories You said you want me to learn to be brave.
Crying once in a while, you will surely understand that tears are another perfection in my heart.
I saw that the sky was blue, like the warmth of your surroundings around me.
There are too many regrets in life, and the more people grow, the more lonely they feel.
I really wanted to fly as far as I could without getting tired, only to realize that the deeper the love, the more my heart hurts.
I just want to fly in my sky and I know you'll be there for me.
The language of the picture recording of memories Love is always a long thread in your hand.
Carrying my thoughts across the horizon, your warm smiling face is still the same as ever.
The language of the picture recording of memories You said you want me to learn to be brave.
Crying once in a while, you will surely understand that tears are another perfection in my heart.
The language of the picture recording of memories Love is always a long thread in your hand.
Carrying my thoughts across the horizon, your warm smiling face is still the same as ever.
The language of the picture recording of memories You said you want me to learn to be brave.
Crying once in a while, you will surely understand that tears are another perfection in my heart.
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Bibi Zhou - Notes.
Lyrics: Tang Tiantian, Huang Youzhen Composer: Huang Youzhen.
I saw that the sky was blue, like the warmth of your surroundings around me.
There are too many regrets in life, and the more people grow, the more lonely they feel.
I really wanted to fly as far as I could without getting tired, only to realize that the deeper the love, the more my heart hurts.
I just want to fly in my sky and I know you'll be there for me.
The language of the picture recording of memories Love is always a long thread in your hand.
Carrying my disgusted thoughts flew across the horizon, and your warm smiling face was still the same as before.
The language of the picture recording of memories You said you want me to learn to be brave.
Crying once in a while, you will surely understand that tears are another perfection in my heart.
I saw that the sky was blue, like the warmth of your surroundings around me.
There are too many regrets in life, and the more people grow, the more lonely they feel.
I really wanted to fly as far as I could without getting tired, only to realize that the deeper the love, the more my heart hurts.
I just want to fly in my sky and I know you'll be there for me.
The language of the picture recording of memories Love is always a long thread in your hand.
Carrying my thoughts across the horizon, your warm smiling face is still the same as ever.
The language of the picture recording of memories You said you want me to learn to be brave.
Crying once in a while, you will surely understand that tears are another perfection in my heart.
The language of the picture recording of memories Love is always a long thread in your hand.
Carrying my thoughts across the horizon, your warm smiling face is still the same as ever.
The language of the picture recording of memories You said you want me to learn to be brave.
Crying once in a while, you will surely understand that tears are another perfection in my heart.
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Bibi Zhou - Notes.
Lyrics: Tang Tiantian, Huang Youzhen Composer: Huang Youzhen.
I saw that the sky was blue, like the warmth of your surroundings around me.
There are too many regrets in life, and the more people grow, the more lonely they feel.
I really wanted to fly as far as I could without getting tired, only to realize that the deeper the love, the more my heart hurts.
I just want to fly in my sky and I know you'll be there for me.
The language of the picture recording of memories Love is always a long thread in your hand.
Carrying my thoughts across the horizon, your warm smiling face is still the same as ever.
The language of the picture recording of memories You said you want me to learn to be brave.
Crying once in a while, you will surely understand that tears are another perfection in my heart.
I saw that the sky was blue, like the warmth of your surroundings around me.
There are too many regrets in life, and the more people grow, the more lonely they feel.
I really wanted to fly as far as I could without getting tired, only to realize that the deeper the love, the more my heart hurts.
I just want to fly in my sky and I know you'll be there for me.
The language of the picture recording of memories Love is always a long thread in your hand.
Carrying my thoughts across the horizon, your warm smiling face is still the same as ever.
The language of the picture recording of memories You said you want me to learn to be brave.
Crying once in a while, you will surely understand that tears are another perfection in my heart.
The language of the picture recording of memories Love is always a long thread in your hand.
Carrying my thoughts across the horizon, your warm smiling face is still the same as ever.
The language of the picture recording of memories You said you want me to learn to be brave.
Crying once in a while, you will surely understand that tears are another perfection in my heart.
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Notepad. Composer: Zhou Chuanxiong, Chen Xinrong Composer: Zhou Chuanxiong.
Singing: Chen Huilin.
Open the notepad you carry with you.
Many things are written about you.
You hate being left out in the cold.
Habit is waited.
Loneliness only came to me.
I saw the mood of the limb written down by himself.
Put yourself behind the humble.
Waiting too long for you.
I think you'll cry.
And what happiness is.
Love hurts, it hurts to cry.
I'm tired of crying, and the pages of the diary are persistent.
Record your goodness.
Like addictive poison.
It lied to me repeatedly.
Love hurts, it hurts to cry.
I'm tired of crying, and I always force myself in my heart.
Persuade yourself to let go.
Close your eyes and let you go.
Burn the diary and start over.
Ho, I see how I feel when I write it down.
Put yourself behind the humble.
Waiting too long for you.
I think you'll cry.
And what is happiness in the world.
Love hurts, it hurts to cry.
I'm tired of crying, and the pages of the diary are persistent.
Record your goodness.
Like addictive poison.
It fooled me over and over again.
Love hurts, it hurts to cry.
I'm tired of crying, and I always force myself in my heart.
Persuade yourself to let go.
Close your eyes and let you go.
Burn the diary and start over.
ho loves so much that it hurts and cries in pain.
I'm tired of crying, and I always force myself in my heart.
Persuade yourself to let go.
Close your eyes and let you go.
Burn the diary and start over.
ha ho
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Notes
Composer: Huang Youzhen, Lyrics: Huang Youzhen, Tang Tiantian (Momo) Lyrics: I see that the sky is very blue.
It's like the warmth of your side with me.
There are too many regrets in life.
The more you grow, the more lonely you feel.
I would love to fly as far as I can without getting tired.
Only then did I understand that the deeper the love, the more painful my heart would be.
I just want to fly in my sky.
I know you'll be there for me.
Memories of the language of the picture recording.
Love is always a long thread in your hand.
Carrying my thoughts across the horizon.
Your warm smile is still the same as ever.
Memories of the language of the picture recording.
You told me to learn to be brave.
Crying once in a while, red eyes, you will definitely understand.
Tears try another perfection in my heart.
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Downstairs, Huang Youzhen is just a composer, and the lyricist is Tang Tian, who is now suffering from nasopharyngeal cancer.
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Tang Tiantian: Actually, I'm one person who doesn't know that you are pure!I got it after watching the China Dream Show last night!Thank you so much mom and dad they are so nice!
To fulfill your dreams!Who knows you have nose cancer. .
We have the people to support you!
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The Chinese Dream Show said that it was Tang Tiantian.
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Singing: Zhou Bichang.
**: Super Girl Final PK
Song Title: Notes.
Singing: Zhou Bichang.
**: Super Girl Final PK
Lyrics: Huang Youzhen Composer: Huang Youzhen.
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