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Anonymous users2024-02-12Goodbye to me yesterday - Li Qi.
Words: Li Ziheng.
Music: Zhang Xu. The seat next to him was still warm.
The empty bed on the left has a lot of insomnia and dreams.
As soon as youth turns around, the world is vast.
I really want to tell you about all these years and her.
The mottled old window has a rainbow on the horizon.
It is clearly a blessing and a sentimental well-up in my heart.
Who will I meet in the future? I hope I still smile.
Say goodbye to me yesterday.
Shuttling through the rush of people.
Chasing the rain and the wind is long and long.
On the way forward, you will meet.
Say goodbye to me yesterday.
Make an appointment for tomorrow for a dream.
Laughter and tears turned a thousand times.
Looking back, every day has me.
My sky. The mottled old window has a rainbow on the horizon.
It is clearly a blessing and a sentimental well-up in my heart.
Who will I meet in the future? I hope I still smile.
Say goodbye to me yesterday.
Shuttling through the rush of people.
Chasing the rain and the wind is long and long.
On the way forward, you will meet.
Say goodbye to me yesterday.
Make an appointment for tomorrow for a dream.
Laughter and tears turned a thousand times.
Looking back, every day has me.
My sky. Say goodbye to me yesterday.
Shuttling through the rush of people.
Chasing the rain and the wind is long and long.
On the way forward, you will meet.
Say goodbye to me yesterday.
Make an appointment for tomorrow for a dream.
Laughter and tears turned a thousand times.
Looking back, every day has me.
My sky.
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Anonymous users2024-02-11It should be Han Lei's Quartet.
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Anonymous users2024-02-10Hometown.
A big road is long, the river bends towards the north old and sleepy, flows through my hometown, the melodious sound of the piano is fragrant, the long tune is drunk with time, the smoke curls in the white yurt, the grass is golden under the sunset, and the grandma embraces Abba's shoulder.
"Hometown" is a song written and composed by Guo Zai and sung by Fan Hairong, released on December 27, 2012. A rare mezzo-soprano in China, with a unique voice that is thick and charming, has fascinated countless people.
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Anonymous users2024-02-09Song Title: The Long Road.
Singer: Yang Qinghuang.
**: I really love you.
It's a long road. Yang Qinghuang.
Lyrics: Li Manting Composer: Cai Zongzheng Arranger: Tu Huiyuan.
There is no end in sight to the blurred scene.
The fluctuating heart can't find an outlet.
Time has passed.
Nothing stays.
There's still a long way to go alone.
Those who miss it can't be seen.
There is no reason for what has been forgotten.
Memories have flown by.
There's no turning back.
There's still a long way to go alone.
An unpredictable journey.
A half-open window.
Look out the window at the road.
Only nothingness can be seen.
A journey to walk alone.
It's a kind of bitter lovesickness.
Walk long distances.
Look for the original. An unpredictable journey.
A half-open window.
Look out the window at the road.
You can only see the nothingness of the cave.
A journey to walk alone.
It's a kind of bitter lovesickness.
Walk long distances.
Look for the original. A journey to walk alone.
It's a kind of bitter lovesickness.
Walk long distances.
Look for the original. Those who miss it can't be seen.
There is no reason for what has been forgotten.
Memories have flown by.
Never again before and again.
There is still a long and round road to walk alone.
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Anonymous users2024-02-08Song Title: The Long Road.
Singer: Yang Qinghuang.
**: I really love you.
It's a long road. Yang Qinghuang.
Lyrics: Li Manting Composer: Cai Zongzheng Arranger: Tu Huiyuan.
There is no end in sight to the blurred scene.
The fluctuating heart can't find an outlet.
Time has passed and nothing has stopped.
There's still a long way to go alone.
Those who miss it can't be seen.
There is no reason for what has been forgotten.
The memories have flown by, and there is no time to look back.
There's still a long way to go alone.
An unpredictable journey A half-open window.
Looking out the window, I can only see nothingness.
The journey of walking alone is a kind of bitter lovesickness.
Walk the long way to find the beginning.
An unpredictable journey A half-open window.
Looking out the window, I can only see nothingness.
The journey of walking alone is a kind of bitter lovesickness.
Walk the long way to find the beginning.
The journey of walking alone is a kind of bitter lovesickness.
Walk the long way to find the beginning.
Those who miss it can't be seen.
There is no reason for what has been forgotten.
The memories have flown by, and there is no time to look back.
There's still a long way to go alone.
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Anonymous users2024-02-07Ducks in the pool. Singing: Again.
Lyrics: Again.
Composer: Again.
Arranger: Again.
Hybrid: Again.
**:Single.
The road is long and there is no moonlight to see.
What if there are no wings in the world, there are wishes.
Let go of the ducks in the pool, and I'm afraid of missing the ripples.
Who weaves the web. Who is shaking in the mist of lights.
Year after year, just listen to the rain for a long time.
How can the injuries you have suffered be measured?
A flashy thought will be sentimental.
Tear your net, how can you be arrogant.
How long is the night, who borrowed her a candlelight to light this wish.
Injuries from a distance, who knows how cold and hot reality is.
A ruthless camouflage of ukiyo-e transparency.
She is the only reward. Look at the ducks in the pool, wandering in the cars, getting lost in the distance.
Fly the duck in the pond Who borrowed her a pair of wings Look down on this absurdity.
Open your hazy eyes.
A dream. The road is long and there is no moonlight to see.
What if there are no wings in the world, there are wishes.
Let go of the ducks in the pool, and I'm afraid of missing the ripples.
Who weaves the web. Who is shaking in the mist of lights.
Year after year, just listen to the rain for a long time.
How can the injuries you have suffered be measured?
A flashy thought will be sentimental.
Tear your net, how can you be arrogant.
How long is the night, who borrowed her a candlelight to light this wish.
Injuries from a distance, who knows how cold and hot reality is.
A ruthless camouflage of ukiyo-e transparency.
She is the only reward. Look at the ducks in the pool, wandering in the cars, getting lost in the distance.
Fly the duck in the pond Who borrowed her a pair of wings Look down on this absurdity.
Open your soft, cloudy eyes.
A dream.
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