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I'm waiting for you in the wind

Wang Yujun. I know you're strong.

I don't want to live in this world cowardly.

We've all felt lonely and wandering.

The restless heart faces the cold of the world.

But the dream is ahead.

A place that seems close and yet far away.

When you want to give up or are confused.

I would like to help you give you the strength to move forward.

I'm waiting for you in the wind

Think of your dear ones, you must never give up.

Even if there is a storm ahead.

Brother is willing to help you.

I'm waiting for you in the wind

If you fail, I will accompany you to make a comeback.

When you succeed, I will silently bless you.

For I will always be your brother.

I know you're strong.

I don't want to live in this world cowardly.

We've all felt lonely and wandering.

The restless heart faces the cold of the world.

But the dream is ahead.

A place that seems close and yet far away.

When you want to give up or are confused.

I would like to help you give you the strength to move forward.

I'm waiting for you in the wind

Think of your dear ones, you must never give up.

Even if there is a storm ahead.

Brother is willing to help you.

I'm waiting for you in the wind

If you fail, I will accompany you to make a comeback.

When you succeed, I will silently bless you.

For I will always be your brother.

I'm waiting for you in the wind

Think of your dear ones, you must never give up.

Even if there is a storm ahead.

Brother is willing to help you.

I'm waiting for you in the wind

If you fail, I will accompany you to make a comeback.

When you succeed, I will silently bless you.

For I will always be your brother.

Handwritten once upon a time.

Original singing. Jay.

Jay - handwritten once upon a time.

Lyrics: Fang Wenshan.

Composer: Jay Chou.

Arranger: Huang Yuxun.

This wind chime is very close to the heartbeat.

The letter is still nostalgic for travel.

The love that passes by is too young.

You are what I want.

The scenery to go back again.

This parting is bottled as a secret.

This daisy is as beautiful as poetry.

And I'm waiting for you in the wind.

message. Wait for the moonlight to fall on the snow.

Wait for the maple red dyeing autumn and so on.

I relive the afternoon sun.

Place your guitar diagonally over your shoulder.

Same as many years ago.

We sang softly.

Go anywhere.

I look at your face.

Brush the chords.

Valentine's Day cards.

Handwritten forever.

Remember Plaza Park.

Perform together. Candy store next to campus.

The memory is slightly sweet.

I look at your face.

Brush the chords.

First love is the whole time.

Handwritten once upon a time.

I still remember that fall.

Said goodbye. When the romance has gone away.

I'll bury you deep in.

Inside. The breeze needs a bamboo forest.

Streams need dragonflies.

Homesick departure.

Pieces of duckweed are needed.

Remember the rainy season that year.

Memories of Ritter quiet.

Crying after the decision.

Whether it can still be carried out.

I waited stupidly.

Silly waiting for the spring flowers to bloom.

Waiting is equal to waiting for clarity and whiteness.

Wait for love to come back.

Youth belongs to confession.

Sunlight belongs to the windowsill.

And I think I belong.

One owns your future.

Rainbow on paper.

Clock painted with a sketch.

I'm still revising.

Memories of your smile.

How to describe it.

The pain brewing for longing.

Neon night sky. It's all prosperity that I don't want.

Maybe go to the beach.

Maybe go see the sunset.

Maybe any of them.

A place where you can think about your thoughts.

Emotions in the café.

was tuned into an article.

Completely in love with you like poetry.

Generally transparent tears.

I look at your face.

Brush the chords.

Valentine's Day cards.

Handwritten forever.

Remember Plaza Park.

Perform together. Candy store next to campus.

The memory is slightly sweet.

I look at your face.

Brush the chords.

First love is the whole time.

Handwritten once upon a time.

I still remember that fall.

Said goodbye. When the romance has gone away.

I'll bury you deep in.

Inside. I relive the afternoon sun.

Place your guitar diagonally over your shoulder.

Same as many years ago.

We sang softly.

Go anywhere.

I look at your face.

Brush the chords.

Valentine's Day cards.

Handwritten forever.

Remember Plaza Park.

Perform together. Candy store next to campus.

The memory is slightly sweet.

I look at your face.

Brush the chords.

First love is the whole time.

Handwritten once upon a time.

I still remember that fall.

Said goodbye. When the romance has gone away.

I'll bury you deep in.

Inside.

He Ziling - waiting for the wind.

Word: Tao old. Music: He Ziling.

It is soft and light, and I prefer fireworks in the world.

You are a gust of wind that blows my love.

Your eyewaves are the galaxy I can't escape.

I'm secretly speculating about what you think.

It's soft and soft, and it's hard to catch.

I hold a handful in my hand and feel the outline of your Douling sedan chair.

Delusional possession of you, but grasping a loneliness.

The wind had blown to me, he had passed by, I had missed.

I'm waiting for a wind, waiting for you to come near meYou're the wind blowing through me, and you're just passing by.

Set off my heartbeat and let my thoughts become a river.

Then it flew away without a trace.

I'm waiting for a gust of wind, waiting for him to blow at me.

Fantasy is as determined as you are to choose me.

But he knows that this love is fruitless.

The deeper the love, the more silent and empty.

It's soft and soft, and it's hard to catch.

I hold a handful in my hand and feel your silhouette.

Delusional possession of you, but grasping a loneliness.

The wind had blown to me, he had passed by, I had missed.

I'm waiting for a wind, waiting for you to come near meYou're the wind blowing through me, and you're just passing by.

Set off my heartbeat and let my thoughts become a river.

Then it flew away without a trace.

I'm waiting for a gust of wind, waiting for him to blow at me.

Fantasy is as determined as you are to choose me.

But he knows that this love is fruitless.

The more silent the love becomes.

I'm waiting for a wind, waiting for you to come near meYou're the wind blowing through me, and you're just passing by.

Set off my heartbeat waves, let Wang Shi miss the river.

Then it flew away without a trace.

I'm waiting for a gust of wind, waiting for him to blow at me.

Fantasy is as determined as you are to choose me.

But he knows that this love is fruitless.

The more silent the love becomes.

The more silent the love becomes.

I'm waiting for a wind waiting for you to get close to me" is a lyric from the song "Waiting for the Wind", sung by He Ziling.

Who is the wind waiting for, the lyrics are as follows: A road is full of hundreds of turns, thousands of rottens, ready to return, the more I walk, the more I feel a little physically and mentally exhausted, the wandering in the sea of people is for the bumpy road back No complaints, no regrets, years after year, the wind is waiting for whom, and how many times has the morning glow been dyed red, and when I open my eyes, I will see that How long is the magpie Dengmei Road, how beautiful the heart is, a wisp of wind has crossed Thousands of mountains and rivers, my eyes shed sad tears, I looked down and thought about the distance, those hunger, search, and worry about the thick leakage, and the thick thoughts, why be afraid of the cold wind blowing year after year The wind is waiting, who misses and dyes the morning glow red, how many times do you open your eyes, and you can see that How long is the magpie Dengmei Road, how beautiful the heart is, every year, year after year, The wind is waiting for whomever bleaches the moonlight into nostalgia, and when you pick up the cup, you will want to pour family affection into your hometown, how strong is the hometown, who else is there now.