-
Anonymous users2024-02-12That's the person I love at night.
How do I express it?
Will she accept me.
Maybe I'll never say that to her.
I'm destined to wander the world.
How can there be care.
Dreams are always out of reach.
Is it time to give up.
It's another season of flowers blooming and falling.
Spring, you're a**.
Youth is like a rushing river.
If you don't come back, it's too late to say goodbye.
Only the (ordinary) me is left, and I don't have the enthusiasm of the year.
Look at the flowers floating in the sky.
Wither in the most beautiful moment.
Who will remember that she was in this world.
In the blink of an eye, many years have passed, and there are many joys and sorrows in the world.
The teenager who once aspired to the Quartet envied the geese flying south.
The figures rushing to the future hurriedly drifted away.
The future is in the ordinary, who will give me the answer.
Where are you, who accompanied me then?
The person I once loved, what is it like now.
Did you get your original wish?
Do you have to pay tribute to it now?
Let the years dry, and the ideal can no longer find the real me.
Look up at the starry sky.
The one that accompanied me at that time.
Do you remember the story here.
Life is like a merciless carving knife.
Changed the way we look.
Will it wither before it blooms?
I've had dreams.
Youth is like a rushing river.
If you don't come back, it's too late to say goodbye.
Only the (ordinary) me is left, and I don't have the enthusiasm of the year.
Look at the flowers floating in the sky.
Wither in the most beautiful moment.
Who will remember that the world once came.
Did you get your original wish?
Do you still dare to stick to the ideals of the past)
Let the years slip away in a hurry, and the ideal in my heart will never retreat).
Look up at the starry sky.
The one that accompanied me at that time.
You still remember our story).
Hope for the night sky you are the brightest)
Changed lyrics are in parentheses).
-
Anonymous users2024-02-11It's a game I love day and night.
Should I stay the course.
The years are urging people to leave.
Maybe I'll never forget those good brothers.
I have walked side by side through the wind and rain.
The oath will never be broken.
Dreams are always out of reach.
Is it time to give up.
Spring goes to winter and comes again in the rainy season.
Brother, you're a**.
The joy left by the game.
If you don't come back, it's too late to say goodbye.
Only numbness remains, and I don't have the enthusiasm I had back then.
Look at the flowers floating in the sky.
Wither in the most beautiful moment.
Who will remember that he played this game.
In the blink of an eye, many years have passed, and there have been many joys and sorrows.
Once hand in hand across the "line of fire".
It's been yesterday.
The figures rushing to the future hurriedly drifted away.
The future is dreaming.
Ah, powerless.
The people who accompanied me at that time.
Where are you now?
O oppressed by fate.
What it looks like now.
Have you forgotten your brother?
Is it just a slogan?
Let the years dry, and the ideal can no longer find the real me.
Look up at the starry sky.
The one that accompanied me at that time.
Do you remember the joy of the past?
The game is like a ruthless carving knife.
Changed the way we look.
Will it wither before it blooms?
I've had dreams.
The joy left by the game.
If you don't come back, it's too late to say goodbye.
Only numbness remains, and I don't have the enthusiasm I had back then.
Look at the flowers floating all over the sky.
Wither at the most beautiful time.
Who will remember this game he once played.
Have you forgotten your brother?
Is it a slogan to never abandon it?
Let the years dry, and the ideal can no longer find the real me.
Look up at the starry sky.
The one that accompanied me at that time.
Do you remember the joy of the past?
If there is a tomorrow bless you dear.
-
Anonymous users2024-02-10Old boy, that's the person I love day and night.
How do I express it?
Will she accept me.
Maybe I'll never say that to her.
I'm destined to wander the world.
How can there be care.
Dreams are always out of reach.
Is it time to give up.
It's another season of flowers blooming and falling.
Spring, you're a**.
Youth is like a rushing river.
If you don't come back, it's too late to say goodbye.
All that left me was numb.
There is no blood of the year.
Look at the flowers floating in the sky.
Wither at the most beautiful moment.
Who will remember that he was in this world.
In the blink of an eye, many years have passed.
How many clutches of joy and sorrow.
Once aspired to be a boy in the Quartet.
Envy the geese flying south.
The figure of each running for the future.
Hurry and drift away.
The future is in the ordinary.
Ah, who gave me the answer.
Whoever accompanied me at that time.
Where are you now?
Someone I once loved.
What it looks like now.
Did you get your original wish?
Do you have to pay tribute to it now?
Let the years dry, and the ideal can no longer find the real me.
Look up at the starry sky.
The one that accompanied me at that time.
Do you remember the story here.
Dreams, like classics, will never fade with time, but become more precious.
Life is like a merciless carving knife.
Changed the way we look.
Will it wither before it blooms?
I've had dreams.
Youth is like a rushing river.
If you don't come back, it's too late to say goodbye.
All that left me was numb.
There is no blood of the year.
Look at the flowers floating in the sky.
Wither at the most beautiful moment.
Who will remember that he was once in this world.
Did you get your original wish?
Do you have to pay tribute to it now?
Let the years dry, and the ideal can no longer find the real me.
Look up at the starry sky.
The one that accompanied me at that time.
Do you remember the story here.
If there is a tomorrow.
Bless you dear.
It's all touching, I want to cry when I hear it.
-
Anonymous users2024-02-09Chopsticks Brothers - Old Boy.
Lyrics: Chopsticks Brothers.
Composer: Takuya Ohashi.
That's the person I love day and night.
How do I express that she will accept me?
Maybe I'll never say that to her.
I am destined to wander the world, how can I have concern.
Dreams are always out of reach and should not be given up.
It's another season of spring when the flowers bloom and fall, you're in **.
Youth is like a rushing river, and if it is gone, it is too late to say goodbye.
Only numbness remains, and I don't have the enthusiasm I had back then.
Watch the flowers in the sky wither at the most beautiful moments.
Who will remember that he was in this world.
In the blink of an eye, many years have passed, and there are many joys and sorrows in the world.
The teenager who once aspired to the Quartet envied the geese flying south.
The figures rushing to the future hurriedly drifted away.
The future is in the ordinary, who will give me the answer.
Where are you now, who accompanied me then?
The person I once loved, what is it like now.
Did you get your original wish?
Do you have to pay tribute to it now?
Let the years dry, and the ideal can no longer find the real me.
Look up at the starry sky.
The one that accompanied me at that time.
Do you remember the story here.
Life is like a ruthless knife that changes the way we look.
Do you wither before it blooms, I have dreams.
Youth is like a rushing river, and if it is gone, it is too late to say goodbye.
Only numbness remains, and I don't have the enthusiasm I had back then.
Watch the flowers in the sky wither at the most beautiful moments.
Who will remember that he was once in this world.
Did you get your original wish?
Do you have to pay tribute to it now?
Let the years dry, and the ideal can no longer find the real me.
Look up at the starry sky.
The one that accompanied me at that time.
Do you remember the story here.
If there is a tomorrow bless you dear.
There are mainly embodied technology, stand-in technology, mirror technology and role exchange, role-playing technology, ** technology, emotional traffic light technology, etc.
The still water flows deeply, and the vicissitudes of life are singing; Three lives are cloudy and sunny, and once there are joys and sorrows. ——Pu Songling's "Strange Tales from Liaozhai". >>>More
Acacia is a no-nonsense word, don't waste tears on the flower note. - Yan Jidao "Partridge Day Three Songs II". >>>More
Conan and Kyle].
There are 2 black boys, one is slightly fatter, his parents run a supermarket, and one boy who likes to drink orange juice the most, and the mantra is: who likes to drink orange juice the most >>>More
I turned the world upside down just to correct your reflection.