Memories are a storyteller and are the lyrics of that song

1.The situation in which you listen to the memories are talking about what song is shown below.

2."Listen to Memories" is a song sung by Sun Lu.

Chinese name. Listen to the recollection [1].

The original song is sung. Sun Lu.

Crossword travel. Fu Maohua.

Compose music. Liang Fan.

Arrangement. Wen Yiding.

The content of the song. At the very beginning.

Don't miss a single day.

Your name. It's the key to the door of my heart.

Holding hands and writing ordinary stories.

It's very down, but they have each other.

Like holding a diamond.

When separated. Promises are silent and ironic.

So selfish. How to compromise, patience, persistence.

Close your eyes and be presumptuous in your memories.

I opened my eyes and wanted to keep it, but my friends restrained it.

I'm a madman.

Listen to the recollections. The corners of your eyes will also be moist.

Listen to the recollections. You have become my shadow of the dismantling of the locust.

Listen to the memories so familiar.

It's so sharp, so painful, but it's hard to speak.

Stung the past.

Said to the recollection. I miss it, but I can't hide it.

Said to the recollection. It's nothing more than deceiving yourself.

It should be relieved, but it hurts a lot.

You look like a thorn in the palm of your hand.

And now you know.

When alone. No longer let self-esteem go to reserve.

How extravagant. Then use love poems to imprenate the heart.

Wandering out of the house of memories.

Tossing and turning in the city where you exist.

Go and reopen.

Feelings still need to be contacted, or they will be scattered if they don't walk.

I suddenly thought of the song "Walking and Walking and Scattering":

Accustomed to looking for your shadow in the crowd Thinking back to those happy days, but in fact I understand that I am far, far away from the old me.

Some people scatter while walking, some things fade when they look at it, how much unhappiness no one can understand, how much helplessness there is.

Some people forget about it, and some people wake up after dreaming, only to realize that I was too naïve and the reality is so cruel.

In fact, seeing so many passers-by in life, friendship has become more and more a luxury term. We are all wandering and walking in life, too many suddenness, too much panic, so that we all have our own pain, each has its own frustration, and we want to confide or share, we are a little too busy to take care of ourselves.

Everyone, is slowly changing, quietly growing, when the pace of two people can not be consistent, the person in front of you can wait for you once or twice, but will not wait for you for a lifetime, the road of life is different, is the inevitable end.

After all, we are too young, too easy to remember deeply because of one thing, and too easy to create a shadow in our hearts because of one thing. Sometimes, when I think about it, I fade when I think about it, I scatter when I walk, I rejoice when I think about it, and I am profound when I remember it. We are always too stubborn and think about coming back, but we always feel that the future is long.

Thinking of letting go of everything, but still grieving in the bottom of my heart. Time will always make us so entangled and lonely, wanting to have a long-lasting friendship, but we don't have a broken heart that can tolerate it.