Sunshine Years Lyrics, Song Glory Years Lyrics

Glorious Years (Cantonese version).

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The bell rings to call home.

It seems to be a little embarrassing in his life.

The meaning of black scissors to him.

It is a lifetime of dedication to the struggle of the complexion.

Years and months turn possession into loss.

Tired eyes with anticipation.

Today there are only remnants of the shell.

Welcome to the glory days.

Hold on to freedom in the wind and rain.

After a lifetime of hesitation, I have struggled to build a hall.

Confidence can change the future.

Ask who can do it.

Whether it is possible to distinguish between skin tones.

May there be no distinction between you and me in this land.

The beauty of the flashes of color.

It is because it does not separate each color.

Years and months turn possession into loss.

Tired eyes with anticipation.

Today there are only remnants of the shell.

Welcome to the glory days.

Hold on to freedom in the wind and rain.

A lifetime of hesitation and struggle.

Confidence can change the future.

Ask who can do it.

Today there are only remnants of the shell.

Welcome to the glory days.

Hold on to freedom in the wind and rain.

A lifetime of hesitation and struggle.

Confidence can change the future.

Ask who can do it.

Today there are only remnants of the shell.

Welcome to the glory days.

Hold on to freedom in the wind and rain.

A lifetime of hesitation and struggle.

Confidence can change the future.

Ask who can do it.

It's a song that only a fool can know.

Singing: Hao Hongyan.

Lyrics: Ink Nearer.

Composer: The Inkman.

Arranger: Chen Gang.

I still remember when I was younger.

The way your hair is warm.

Roll up faded pants.

Riding a dilapidated car.

That's when you're always going to bring it up.

I like that girl.

But she had already become.

Someone else's wife. The years passed in a hurry.

Disappear silently.

An unforgettable look.

An eternal woman.

That's when our vows.

Will you ever hold on any longer.

Maybe you've changed.

The way of life.

We've all missed it.

Those carefree days.

We have all lost.

That golden love.

We've all missed it.

Those years of knowing each other.

We're still going on.

Living an ordinary life.

The sun was slowly setting and the evening breeze was blowing through the treetops.

We lit a campfire, gathered in a circle, and laughed together.

The sky is dark, but because of you sing.

Clap your hands and laugh hehe, how beautiful the travel is bad.

We sing, we laugh, we sing beautifully.

A happy life requires us to work together to create.

Although life is short, pursue ideals while you are young and let your youthful vitality burn.

We sing, we laugh, we sing beautifully.

A happy life requires us to work together to create.

Although life is short, pursue ideals while you are young, and work hard to create a better life.

The sun was slowly setting and the evening breeze was blowing through the treetops.

We lit a campfire, gathered in a circle, and laughed together.

The sky is dark, but because of you sing.

Clap your hands and laugh haha, how beautiful.

We sing, I hail and laugh, we sing beautifully.

A happy life requires us to work together to create.

Although life is short, pursue ideals while you are young, and work hard to create a better life.

The sun was slowly setting and the evening breeze was blowing through the treetops.

We lit a campfire and laughed in a circle.

The sky is dark, but because of you sing.

Clap your hands and laugh hehe, how beautiful.

The sun was slowly setting and the evening breeze was blowing through the treetops.

We lit a campfire, gathered in a circle, and laughed together.

The sky is dark, but because of you sing.

Clap your hands and laugh hehe, how beautiful.

Clap your hands and laugh hehe, how beautiful.

Youth - Zhu Yuanbing.

Words: Zhu Yuanbing.

Music: Pan Cheng. Arranger: Yang Ren.

I still remember the graffiti on the window after it rained that day.

How are you doing today?

Talking to you through the sky.

Can I send you home again?

The heart is transparent, the dialogue is clear, and the heartbeat answers for me.

Your smile can light up a wish under the stars.

It may be that I won't express it.

Fingertips are left instead of pens and paintings.

Secretly hide what you want to say the most.

You were written by me in your youth.

Reflected in the sycamore branches on the windowsill.

I miss you.

Every day, every year, every winter, summer.

Drifting to the next harbor Wings instead of sculls to land.

You were written by me in your youth.

Over the mountains to the end of the cape.

I miss you.

This minute, this second, this time.

Get used to having you by your side.

Follow your direction with your dreams on your back.

The heart is transparent, the dialogue is clear, and the heartbeat answers for me.

Your smile can light up a wish under the stars.

But I can't express it.

Fingertips are left instead of strokes.

Secretly hide what you want to say the most.

You were written by me in your youth.

Reflected in the sycamore branches on the windowsill.

I miss you.

Every day, every year, every winter, summer.

Drift to the next harbor with wings instead of sculls.

You were written by me in your youth.

Over the mountains to the end of the cape.

I miss you.

This minute, this second, this time.

Get used to having you by your side.

Follow your direction with your dreams on your back.

Get used to having you by your side.

Follow your direction with your dreams on your back.