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Anonymous users2024-02-11Parting is a pain that comes out of the way, and I'm a student who is about to leave school. The pain of separation is really unbearable, but everything will pass.
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Anonymous users2024-02-10It is a kind of loss, a kind of sadness, a kind of helplessness, a mood of longing for reunion.
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Anonymous users2024-02-09The taste of parting is salty and bitter.
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Anonymous users2024-02-08The feeling of not being able to stay together, the sour heart, when I think of someone who is separated from me, I will be inexplicably sad.
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Anonymous users2024-02-07Love, like love songs, is the highest level of lingering. The most poignant thing is not revenge, but regret. The best love must have regrets. That regret turned into an aftermath, and I kept it in my heart for a long time. The most poignant love, you don't have to call the sky and grab the earth, just look at each other without words.
Disappointment, sometimes, is also a blessing. Because there is something to expect, there will be disappointment. Regret is also a kind of happiness. Because there are still things that you regret. Pursue love, and then discover that love has always been a thousand things.
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Anonymous users2024-02-06It's sad, there will always be grief in my heart, I can't stand it, face it bravely.
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Anonymous users2024-02-05It's very uncomfortable, and it hurts.
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Anonymous users2024-02-04There is no taste of parting!
Because then it will be numb.
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Anonymous users2024-02-03Yulin Bell "Liu Yong".
The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break.
The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges.
Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked.
Nian - go to the smoke and waves for thousands of miles, and the twilight is Shen Shen Chu Tiankuo.
Affectionate parting since ancient times, it is even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival.
Where to wake up tonight, the willow bank, the evening breeze and the waning moon.
This past year should be a good day and a good time.
Convenient - even if there are thousands of styles, who to talk to.
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Anonymous users2024-02-02It depends on what parting.
In the midst of life and death. Injure.
A brief parting. Pain.
Indescribable.
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Anonymous users2024-02-01Very sour, very sour. It hurts a little in my heart.
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Anonymous users2024-01-31Know for yourself. It's wonderful.
Very painful.
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Anonymous users2024-01-30Your heart will tell you everything.
But you don't dare to ask your heart. You're afraid.
You just want to listen to what other people have to say.
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Anonymous users2024-01-29If you think about it every day, you will regret leaving.
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Anonymous users2024-01-28Ay. There is love at this age. There doesn't have to be a future
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Anonymous users2024-01-27The answer above was not sent by me
Don't get me wrong.
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Anonymous users2024-01-26The taste of parting is bitter, but there are many kinds of parting, and if it is in pain, it is sweet
And in the midst of happiness, his parting is astringent
Therefore, the definition of parting taste is that in his artistic conception, he can clearly know whether it is sweet, astringent or bitter
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Anonymous users2024-01-25Parting is the pain of your mom and dad.
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Anonymous users2024-01-24Very reluctant, the heart is very unpleasant. . .
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Anonymous users2024-01-23Every parting is a story, a kind of parting, and there are as many partings as there are in the world, there are as many tastes of parting
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Anonymous users2024-01-22A prosperity is gone, prosperity is gone, a person's loneliness, the loneliness of those who are scattered in the moonlight, I know that the taste of parting is bitter, I want to see it again, I am smiling and saying goodbye.
I'm alone, strolling through the night. A light flower blooms quietly in the moonlight. A faint sadness drifted down with the lonely shadow on my face.
Again and again I walked into the depths of the night. A huge fall of heroes flew over my world, and blood and tears condensed in the moonlight. I wrote a beautiful poem with the most beautiful thoughts and spent my life filling in the holes.
Lines and lines have been written in my poems that I will remember for the rest of my life.
That year, I took the first train to a provincial capital. I heard that the south is still a person who walked out of the library. I went on a trip to the provincial capital, and what a great trip it was.
However, a man's journey had to be seen on the train; In that rainy moment, I couldn't see what was ahead.
From the library to the tavern, two kilometres from the school. I guess I'm going to this place. At that time, I only really wanted two or three days in this bustling city.
But now, I'm really obsessed with the hall code this summer. Whenever I am still eating and drinking for people, my heart is always filled with a little hope, in a person's life, I am looking forward to a person, but for my arrival this summer my heart is very at a loss, I don't know what kind of situation this is, in this summer I am at a loss, I just have been wandering, I hope that in those summers I can often see some people and some things, I hope it is beautiful.
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Anonymous users2024-01-21A Song of Red Dust" lyrics: Liu Haidong.
Music: Liu Haidong.
Singing: Guo Shaojie.
Lyrics: Who wrote the butterfly into a monument, who waited for a thousand years.
Hongchen always has a dream, why bother asking right and wrong.
has gone through the vicissitudes of life, and knows how to have no regrets.
Whoever turns the heart of the flower into tears, who will always be with him in his dreams.
The glass of wine in life, no matter how you drink it, you are drunk.
The clouds and smoke of the past, face it calmly.
Cold tears blow with the wind, and I know the taste of parting.
How much frost, how much heartbreak, how much helplessness to slowly understand.
The fluttering flowers are like flowing water, and you know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much burden, how much scenery is still the most beautiful for you.
Whoever turns the heart of the flower into tears, who will always be with him in his dreams.
The glass of wine in life, no matter how you drink it, you are drunk.
The clouds and smoke that have been blocked in the past are calmly faced.
Cold tears blow with the wind, and I know the taste of parting.
How much frost, how much heartbreak, how much helplessness to slowly understand.
The fluttering flowers are like flowing water, and you know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much burden, how much scenery is still the most beautiful for you.
Cold tears blow with the wind, and I know the taste of parting.
How much frost, how much heartbreak, how much helplessness to slowly understand.
The fluttering flowers are like flowing water, and you know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much burden, how much scenery is still the most beautiful for you.
How much to seek, how much burden, how much scenery is still the most beautiful for you.
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Anonymous users2024-01-20
Cold tears blow with the wind, and I know the taste of parting. The name of this song is "A Song of Red Dust".
A Song of Red Dust is a song sung by Guo Shaojie, the champion of the Avenue of Stars, the song is written by Liu Haidong, the arrangement is Li Kaichou, and it was released by Seeing ** (Beijing) **** in 2013.
Guo Shaojie is known as the most beautiful folk song in Shaanxi. His representative works include "A Song of Red Dust", "The Backbone of China", "Both Shengyu and He Shengliang", etc., and won the 2006 Avenue of Stars Monthly Champion and the American Artists Guild Best Newcomer Award.
A song of red dust MV:
A Song of Red Dust is an episode in the movie "Hero".
A Song of Red Dust is a song sung by Guo Shaojie, the champion of the Avenue of Stars, the song is written by Liu Haidong, and the arrangement is Li Kaichou.
"Hero" is Zhang Yimou's first martial arts film directed by Wang Fan, starring Jet Li, Tony Leung, Maggie Cheung, Chen Daoming, Zhang Ziyi and Donnie Yen, and the theme song of the movie sung by Faye Wong, released on December 14, 2002.
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Anonymous users2024-01-19
It's this song! The lyrics are: "Cold eyes and tears blow with the wind, only to know the taste of parting." ”
A Song of Red Dust Back".
Singing: Guo Shaojie.
Lyrics and songs: Liu A Haidong.
Arranger: Li Kaichou.
Backing Vocals: Black Duck Singing Group.
Mixing: Zhou Xiaoming.
Brand: Sky Wolf**.
Who wrote the butterfly into a monument.
Who waits for a thousand years.
Hongchen always has a dream.
Why ask yes and no.
has gone through the vicissitudes of life.
Know how to have no regrets.
Who turned the heart of the flower into tears.
Who is with you forever in your dreams?
The wine of life.
No matter how you drink, you are drunk.
The clouds of the past.
Be open.
Cold tears blew with the wind.
Only then did I know what it was like to part.
How much frost, how much heartbreak.
How much helplessness slowly realized.
Fluttering falling flowers are like flowing water.
Only then do I know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
Who turned the heart of the flower into tears.
Who is with you forever in your dreams?
The wine of life.
No matter how you drink, you are drunk.
The clouds of the past.
Be open.
Cold tears blew with the wind.
Only then did I know what it was like to part.
How much frost, how much heartbreak.
How much helplessness slowly realized.
Fluttering falling flowers are like flowing water.
Only then do I know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
Cold tears blew with the wind.
Only then did I know what it was like to part.
How much frost, how much heartbreak.
How much helplessness slowly realized.
Fluttering falling flowers are like flowing water.
Only then do I know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
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Anonymous users2024-01-18
"A Song of Red Dust".
Words: Liu Haidong.
Music: Liu Haidong.
Singing: Guo Shaojie.
Lyrics: Who wrote the butterfly into a monument, who waited for a thousand years.
Hongchen always has a dream, why bother asking right and wrong.
has gone through the vicissitudes of life, and knows how to have no regrets.
Whoever turns the heart of the flower into tears, who will always be with him in his dreams.
The glass of wine in life, no matter how you drink it, you are drunk.
The clouds and smoke of the past, face it calmly.
Cold tears blow with the wind, and I know the taste of parting.
How much frost, how much heartbreak, how much helplessness to slowly understand.
The fluttering flowers are like flowing water, and you know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much burden, how much scenery is still the most beautiful for you.
Whoever turns the heart of the flower into tears, who will always be with him in his dreams.
The glass of wine in life, no matter how you drink it, you are drunk.
The clouds and smoke of the past, face it calmly.
Cold tears blow with the wind, and I know the taste of parting.
How much frost, how much heartbreak, how much helplessness to slowly understand.
The fluttering flowers are like flowing water, and you know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much burden, how much scenery is still the most beautiful for you.
Cold tears blow with the wind, and I know the taste of parting.
How much frost, how much heartbreak, how much helplessness to slowly understand.
The fluttering flowers are like flowing water, and you know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much burden, how much scenery is still the most beautiful for you.
How much to seek, how much burden, how much scenery is still the most beautiful for you.
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Anonymous users2024-01-17
A song of red dust - Guo Shaojie.
Words: Liu Haidong.
Music: Liu Haidong.
Who wrote the butterfly into a monument.
Who waits for a thousand years.
Hongchen always has a dream.
Why ask yes and no.
has gone through the vicissitudes of life.
Know how to have no regrets.
Who turned the heart of the flower into tears.
Who is with you forever in your dreams?
The wine of life.
No matter how you drink, you are drunk.
The clouds of the past.
Be open.
Cold tears blew with the wind.
Only then did I know what it was like to part.
How much frost, how much heartbreak.
How much helplessness slowly realized.
Fluttering falling flowers are like flowing water.
Only then do I know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
Who turned the heart of the flower into tears.
Who is with you forever in your dreams?
The wine of life.
No matter how you drink, you are drunk.
The clouds of the past.
Be open.
Cold tears blew with the wind.
Only then did I know what it was like to part.
How much frost, how much heartbreak.
How much helplessness slowly realized.
Fluttering falling flowers are like flowing water.
Only then do I know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
Cold tears blew with the wind.
Only then did I know what it was like to part.
How much frost, how much heartbreak.
How much helplessness slowly realized.
Fluttering falling flowers are like flowing water.
Only then do I know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
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Anonymous users2024-01-16
A song of red dust, a song of red dust, a song of red dust.
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Anonymous users2024-01-15
It's this song! The lyrics are: "Cold tears blow with the wind, and you know the taste of parting." ”
A Song of Red Dust" sang: Guo Shaojie.
Lyrics: Liu Haidong.
Arranger: Li Kaichou.
Backing Vocals: Black Duck Singing Group.
Mixing: Zhou Xiaoming.
Brand: Sky Wolf**.
Who wrote the butterfly into a monument.
Who waits for a thousand years.
Hongchen always has a dream.
Why ask yes and no.
has gone through the vicissitudes of life.
Know how to have no regrets.
Who turned the heart of the flower into tears.
Who is with you forever in your dreams?
The wine of life.
No matter how you drink, you are drunk.
The clouds of the past.
Be open.
Cold tears blew with the wind.
Only then did I know what it was like to part.
How much frost, how much heartbreak.
How much helplessness slowly realized.
Fluttering falling flowers are like flowing water.
Only then do I know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
Who turned the heart of the flower into tears.
Who is with you forever in your dreams?
The wine of life.
No matter how you drink, you are drunk.
The clouds of the past.
Be open.
Cold tears blew with the wind.
Only then did I know what it was like to part.
How much frost, how much heartbreak.
How much helplessness slowly realized.
Fluttering falling flowers are like flowing water.
Only then do I know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
Cold tears blew with the wind.
Only then did I know what it was like to part.
How much frost, how much heartbreak.
How much helplessness slowly realized.
Fluttering falling flowers are like flowing water.
Only then do I know the preciousness of the flowering period.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
How much to seek, how much to burden.
How many landscapes are still the most beautiful for you.
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