Ask for Cantonese songs The lyrics have why a castle is carved empty

p The connotation of Cantonese songs in those days was much stronger than that of Chinese songs now.

Xu Zhian - yesterday late people.

It's too late to hear you tell you about your lost path and your ideals and future.

How confused. Half a second late, I asked you to have dinner and strolled through the seaside park, a pair of footprints like dancing together.

This is a believer in love.

Losing the mercy of Eros again will be left behind halfway through.

It's too late to send an umbrella, and the rain is still hairy, who has absconded with you early.

In vain. It's too late, I love you, erase the question mark for you, it's too late, I clench my hands, and I almost grow old together.

This love journey.

I wanted to get it and didn't find it, how bad it is for me to fill it for you.

Yesterday like getting.

Late with no way out.

For you to hug someone in the long night.

Only know how to comfort or the time has not come.

Before dawn, you need to waste it.

Talk to me and hug me.

Why a castle in the sky.

Look up but can't touch the covers.

It was as if he had finally found a safe land.

Smile and throw yourself into your arms.

I kissed you late, and my soft lips were red, and my eyes were red.

Heavy in my heart. It's late, it hurts, you and you hold and dream, until you broke up yesterday, only to understand a dumbfounded.

Today I'm alone.

Once again, the loss of the shadow of Eros today he day you how cruel.

Yesterday like getting.

Late with no way out.

For you to hug someone in the long night.

Only know how to comfort or the time has not come.

Before dawn, you need to waste it.

Talk to me and hug me.

Why a castle in the sky.

Look up but can't touch the covers.

It was as if he had finally found a safe land.

Smile and throw yourself into your arms.

Why didn't I say it yesterday I want to tell you those things in my heart.

Why did that talk be left to him?

Listen to him a hundred times.

But it has been scandalized. The heart has been cremated.

Yesterday like getting.

Late with no way out.

For you to hug someone in the long night.

Only know how to comfort or the time has not come.

It was as cruel as it was today.

Talk to me and hug me.

Why a castle in the sky.

Look up but can't touch the covers.

It was as if he had finally found a safe land.

Smile and throw yourself into your arms.

I will wish you well, happiness and into those arms.

It should be [looking back at an empty place], you listen.

What is the price of Wen Zhaolun's life?

Will it be Chen Baiqiang's "I Like You".

The sorrow lingers and the depression does not disperse.

Why is my heart empty?

Affection has been lost, everything has been lost.

Full of hatred and sorrow cannot be eliminated.

Why do you always have that sentence in your mouth?

Why my heart doesn't die?

Understand that everything is wrong when love is lost.

Why do I like you so much?

Love is already a burden, and love is like a sin.

My heart is now full of bitter tears.

The old days are like drunk, and I am afraid to chase after them again.

I just want to see you.

Why do I think about the past every second?

Why don't you remember at all?

Love has been lost, love has been lost.

But why do I like you?

Love is already a burden, and love is like a sin.

My heart is now full of bitter tears.

The old days are like drunk, and I am afraid to chase after them again.

I just want to see you.

Why do I think about the past every second?

Why don't you remember at all?

Love has been lost, love has been lost.

But why do I like you?

Love has been lost, love has been lost.

But why do I like you?

Unromantic crimes? Wang Jie's Why is it not romantic is also a crime.

Wrong, what an old song is that, it is Wang Jie's unromantic charge.

It's too abstract. "More yourself" - Che Wanwan, let's see if it's okay.

Providence of the people.

The hazy East is open in ancient times.

All things are born in the kingdom of providence, the life of mortals.

How much you get is in the hands of the heavenly father.

But if God could know all the troubles of the world.

Why don't you give a little guidance to why the common people.

I don't get a lot of basic goodness when I think about it.

Don't say that I am not allowed to take half a step in my dreams.

With my sorrow and anger, I will try to be higher.

How can the world guess the joy and anger of Providence?

How to determine the way for the rise and fall of a thousand autumns Life can always be known.

Warmth marks it in the midst of the storm.

Looking for the way forward, don't ask if you know.

God is old and not aging, I only know that I will do it according to my heart in this life.

Don't ask if you can't get it in the end.

It doesn't have to be praised by the heavens, but if the heavens know.

All kinds of troubles in the world, why don't you guide them a little?

Why can't the common people think about it?

Many basic good things don't talk about foolishness and dreams.

Heaven does not allow me to take half a step, and use my sorrow and anger.

You have to try hard to compare how you can guess in the world.

The joy and anger of providence How to determine the way for the rise and fall of a thousand autumns.

Life can always be known to be warm, and it is marked.

Looking for the way forward in the turmoil.

Don't ask if you know that Tiangong is not aging.

I just know that in this life, I will do it according to my heart, and I can't ask.

In the end, it was not recommended that it be praised by the public.

Self-conscience is higher than the sky.

Song title: "Providence and Human Heart".

The lyrics of the Cantonese song sung by the male have always had some in my life. The song is called Providence and People's Hearts, sung by Cai Guoqing.

Title: Providence and Human Heart.

Singer: Cai Guoquan.

The Hazy Orient A set of ancient beginnings.

All things are born in the kingdom of providence.

There is little in the life of a mortal who gets much.

It's all in the hands of God.

But if God could know all the troubles of the world.

Why not give a little guidance.

Why can't the common people think about it?

Lots of basic goodness.

Don't say that I am not allowed to take half a step in my dreams.

With my sorrow and anger, I will try to be higher.

How can the world guess the joy and anger of Providence?

How to determine the way for the rise and fall of a thousand autumns.

Life can always be known to be warm, and it is marked.

Looking for the way forward in the turmoil.

Don't ask if you know that Tiangong is not aging.

I only know that I will do it according to my heart in this life.

Don't ask if you can't get it in the end.

It is also unwarranted to be praised by the public.

Light of friendship?

There are several confidants in the world.

How many friendships last forever.

The song is "Love Finds You in Memory".

Lin Feng sang Love finds you in memory.

Love finds you in memory - Lin Feng.

Lyrics: Zhang Meixian Composer: Deng Zhiwei.

I have a good idea of which of you in this life is comparable.

I'm with you some worse forever.

Encountering time and place is like a succession of good shows.

Let's start with what page.

Love is too heavy, deep breathing, lack of air.

Love is too beautiful and gentle, but I can't carry it.

When love comes, it seems to be sunny weather.

It went away suddenly, and the snow fell and the rain flew.

If I can hate you, I hate you with all my might.

Even if you encounter it, you have to take refuge.

I just want to let go of you or miss you.

Who will grieve with me?

In the past, I was most afraid of someone mentioning it, even if I stretched out my arms.

We also have some distances.

You're too far away, how to say sorry.

You're too close to turn around, but you're already flying high.

Happiness may be too short-lived like a meteor shower.

In the blink of an eye, it's like a hallucination, and I'm afraid to remember it.

If I can hate you, I hate you with all my might.

Even if you encounter it, you have to take refuge.

I just want to let go of you or miss you.

Who will grieve with me?

In the past, I was most afraid of someone mentioning it, even if I stretched out my arms.

We also have some distances.

If I can hate you, I hate you with all my might.

Even if you encounter it, you have to take refuge.

It's just to let go of you or miss you.

Who will grieve with me?

In the past, I was most afraid of someone mentioning it, even if I stretched out my arms.

We also have some distances.

I wish I hated you cruelly, and I still look for you in my memory.

There are many of these lyrics in Cantonese. Give me another hint.

You have so few hints, and we are not gods.

I just like you.

Chen Baiqiang's sorrow can't be shaken away, and the depression can't be dispersed.

Why is my heart empty?

Affection has been lost, everything has been lost.

Full of hatred and sorrow cannot be eliminated.

Why do you always have that sentence in your mouth?

Why my heart doesn't die?

Understand that everything is wrong when love is lost.

Why do I like you so much?

Love is a burden.

Loving one another is like sinning.

My heart is now full of bitter tears.

The old days are drunk.

I'm afraid to chase after it again.

I just want to see you.

Why do I think about the past every second?

Why don't you remember at all?

Love has been lost, love has been lost.

But why do I like you?

Love is a burden.

Loving one another is like sinning.

My heart is now full of bitter tears.

The old days are drunk.

I'm afraid to chase after it again.

I just want to see you.

Why do I think about the past every second?

Why don't you remember at all?

Love has been lost, love has been lost.

But why do I like you?

Love has been lost, love has been lost.

But why do I like you?

The sorrow lingers and the depression does not disperse.

Why is my heart empty?

Affection has been lost, everything has been lost.

Full of hatred and sorrow cannot be eliminated.

Why do you always have that sentence in your mouth?

Why my heart doesn't die?

Understand that everything is wrong when love is lost.

Why do I like you so much?

Love is already a burden, and love is like a sin.

My heart is now full of bitter tears.

The old days are drunk.

I'm afraid to chase after it again.

I just want to see you.

Why do I think about the past every second?

Why don't you remember at all?

Love has been lost, love has been lost.

But why do I like you?

Chen Baiqiang "I Like You".

Chen Baiqiang "I Like You".