A time, a memory, a moving song

A song called Memory - Yoshiyusha.

If to you love is like a kite with a broken string.

Then I'd rather treat you as if you never showed up.

The enemy has never been able to resist the times.

Dependencies have become perfunctory.

It's better to put an end to it.

The memories are all there**.

I was distracted.

The thoughts of you stop at that winter.

Every minute, every second.

Writing all about you.

I'm like a statue without consciousness, unable to even sigh.

Ah, who's crying.

Silent and silent.

Ah, gray dreams.

Laughing at yourself.

Give up all that is about you.

Is it possible to get used to a person's self-isolation.

You're still smiling beautifully in the other seat.

We time divides distance.

If to you love is like a kite with a broken string.

Then I'd rather treat you as if you never showed up.

The enemy has never been able to resist the times.

Dependencies have become perfunctory.

It's better to put an end to it.

This song is called memory.

Whose memories are sung.

Even if you are unwilling.

Let it pass too.

Don't sink in your head, hide in your heart, rot at the bottom.

Save some energy for the next section.

La-la

I'll put this one of your favorite melodies.

Put it in the song.

Think of it as a note.

You're still smiling beautifully in the other seat.

We're not together.

If to you love is like a kite with a broken string.

Then I'd rather treat you as if you never showed up.

The enemy has never been able to resist the times.

Dependencies have become perfunctory.

It's better to put an end to it.

If to you love is like a kite with a broken string.

Then I'd rather treat you as if you never showed up.

The enemy has never been able to resist the times.

Dependencies have become perfunctory.

It's better to put an end to it.

If to me, love is like a butterfly breaking out of its cocoon.

Then I'd rather you never find out.

Time can't all change.

Just a beautiful lie.

It's time for us to put an end to it.

It's time for us to put an end to it.

A period of time, a memory, and a moving thing is the song "Love a Lesson".

A period of time, a memory, and a moving place is "Love a Lesson" Live 91 Jolin Tsai.

A memory, a feeling - Aduoduo.

A song full of tears.

Sing so sadly.

A song said with a smile.

Who should I change for.

A song of love when it leaves.

Not around. Say an important thing three times.

Can't forget your face.

A song don't leave me.

Can't stop thinking.

A song thank you for remembering me.

It's a little sweet in my heart.

A song that I hope is me.

I hope you can stay with me.

Let it all go.

I had to let everything go with the flow.

The idol sang over and over again.

Sad love songs will always be in my heart.

Showing true feelings.

Will I be able to walk into your heart?

The idol sang over and over again.

I didn't expect to lose sleep again this time.

Thoughts have long drifted away with the wind.

I don't know how to find tomorrow.

A song full of tears.

Sing so sadly.

A song said with a smile.

Who should I change for.

A song of love when it leaves.

Not around. Say an important thing three times.

Can't forget your face.

A song don't leave me.

Can't stop thinking.

A song thank you for remembering me.

It's a little sweet in my heart.

A song that I hope is me.

I hope you can stay with me.

Let it all go.

I had to let everything go with the flow.

The idol sang over and over again.

Sad love songs will always be in my heart.

Showing true feelings.

Will I be able to walk into your heart?

The idol sang over and over again.

I didn't expect to lose sleep again this time.

Thoughts have long drifted away with the wind.

I don't know how to find tomorrow.

The idol sang over and over again.

Sad love songs will always be in my heart.

Showing true feelings.

Can I walk into your heart?

The idol sang over and over again.

I didn't expect to lose sleep again this time.

Thoughts have long drifted away with the wind.

I don't know how to find tomorrow.

Distant friends, I miss you - flowers and trees.

Words: Sun Xinfeng, Ge Zhenghua, Guo Chunrong.

Song: Spring Sister. Arranger: About winter.

OP: Xinghan Horse Culture.

There is a chance to meet in the online world.

How fortunate to be together.

Revel in your beautiful singing.

A song, a good memory.

Virtual network for you sincerely.

Weave love with heart and affection.

A warm greeting took away the loneliness.

This friendship will be in my heart.

Friends from afar know that I miss you.

Thank you for having you in my life.

Thousands of mountains and rivers are constantly separated by true affection.

The love of the Internet is so beautiful.

Friends from afar know that I miss you.

It is a blessing for me to meet you in this life.

Endless thoughts and endless topics to talk about.

Looking forward to the day when we can get together.

Virtual network for you sincerely.

Weave love with heart and affection.

A warm greeting took away the loneliness.

This friendship will be in my heart.

Friends from afar know that I miss you.

Thank you for having you in my life.

Thousands of mountains and rivers are constantly separated by true affection.

The love of the Internet is so beautiful.

Friends from afar know that I miss you.

It is a blessing for me to meet you in this life.

Endless thoughts and endless topics to talk about.

Looking forward to the day when we can get together.

Friends from afar know that I miss you.

It is a blessing for me to meet you in this life.

Endless thoughts and endless topics to talk about.

Looking forward to the day when we can get together.

Looking forward to the day when we can get together.

A memory, a feeling Lyrics: Gao Huabing Composer: A Duoduo (Yang Duo) Singing: A Duoduo Arranger: Whirlwind ** Studio.

A song called Memory - Yoshiyusha.

Love is like the moon so beautiful that it falls a little light, I don't want to go home and wait for dawn alone, but occasionally I want to snuggle up to that time, a little desolate and unforgettable, love is tears that make memories pull and tear again, squeezing my chest is full of bitterness, a little disappointed and a little sentimental.

I never speak, because I'm afraid that there are no people, I never struggle, because I know that the world is too big, too much time to waste Too many things to face, too much to face, too much to care too much It is too difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood, too much distraction Who is around you, the smallest me There are big dreams, time must go forward only at the intersection without end, disturbing the world All understanding, as long as Let me stay with you.

If my strong willfulness will accidentally hurt you, can you gently remind me, although I am too anxious, I am more afraid of missing you, love really needs courage to face gossip, as long as you look at it for sure, my love is meaningful, we all need courage to believe that we will be together, crowded I can feel you, put it in the palm of my hand Your sincerity.

It's hard to fall asleep at night What can I use to anesthetize, too many emotions How can I face it, it's not that I don't want you to accompany me There are some things you can't understand, and you take off your guard Follow alone, I want a space of my own.

I forgot when it started, I couldn't fall asleep until early in the morning, and I forgot what the end was, and who cares, the key party in front of the window at three o'clock in the morning, ** During that time, there was a proud teenager who hid his youthful ......

Hello, the teacher analyzes the time to listen to a melody familiar with the memory in the heart of the meaning: time is the passage of time as if it is buried in a melody song, day after day, rhythm and memory will become the memory of the eternal stove liquid in the heart with time, "Time listens to a melody, familiar with the memory in the heart, the sun dries a rain, warm in the sunny smile, the eyes are glazed with a line of small poems, crystal in the beautiful wallpaper, the moonlight scatters a drop of thoughts, and the romance is in the traces of thinking about you." ”

Song title: Moonlight on the Lotus Pond.

Lyrics: Zhang Chao.

Composer: Zhang Chao.

Arranger: Zhang Chao.

Singing: Legend of the Phoenix.

**: "I Came from the Prairie".

Lyrics: Cut a piece of time to flow slowly.

It flowed into the moonlight and rippled slightly.

Play a song with a faint fragrance of small lotus.

The beautiful sound of the piano fell right next to me.

Fireflies light up the stars at night.

Who added a garment of dreams for me?

Push open the heart window and look into the distance.

Who plucked that one of yesterday's sorrows?

I am like a fish in your lotus pond.

Just to wait for the white moonlight with you.

After the four seasons, the lotus flowers are still fragrant.

Waiting for you is like water**.

Fireflies light up the stars at night.

Who added a garment of dreams for me?

Push open the heart window and look into the distance.

Who plucked that one of yesterday's sorrows?

I am like a fish in your lotus pond.

Just to wait for the white moonlight with you.

After the four seasons, the lotus flowers are still fragrant.

Waiting for you is like water**.

You were young at that time.

and what you look like in the water.

Still looking up.

The sky is full of enchanting starlight.

Who can walk into your heart.

Pick a lotus.

It's the fragrance of that night.

Or the fragrance of your hair.

Lotus pond, lotus pond.

You sing slowly.

Moonlight, moonlight.

You listen slowly.

Fish, fish.

You swim slowly.

Faint, faint, faint.

A faint moonlight.

I am like a fish in your lotus pond.

Just to wait for the white moonlight with you.

After the four seasons, the lotus flowers are still fragrant.

Waiting for you is like water**.

I am like a fish in your lotus pond.

Just to wait for the white moonlight with you.

After the four seasons, the lotus flowers are still fragrant.

Waiting for you is like water**.

Waiting for you is like water**.

Singer profile: Phoenix Legend, is a widely known male and female duo ** group in Chinese mainland, recognized as one of the more influential singer groups in Chinese mainland after 2005, since their debut, a total of five original **, Phoenix Legend ** has a very broad mass base, the degree of song singing throughout the north and south of the river. It integrates classic folk song elements with electronics, rap, etc., and combines national singing with popular singing. Phoenix Legend, formerly known as the Cool Fire Group, was founded in September 1997.

In October 2005, Phoenix Legend won the runner-up of the year in the CCTV Avenue of Fame. has a great popularity, and in the same year, the first ** "On the Moon" was launched. **"The Most Dazzling National Style" won the first place in mainland sales in 2009 (300,000 copies in 3 months).

On July 30, 2014, "The Best Times" was released.

Composer and lyricist: Wang Yinqi.

Wander through the dusky streets.

The first time I saw you.

So familiar. Slowly approaching you.

Be intoxicated by the autumn winds.

It turns out to be for you.

Hold your hand for the first time.

Say I love you for the first time.

The throbbing. Quietly with you.

Enjoy the tranquility of the sunset.

Stick it in your ear.

My heart speaks softly.

Love your moment for no reason.

Just one look is enough.

I want to remember embracing how you feel every second.

Insist on loving you for no reason (decide to love you for no reason) that confession do you remember.

You are the touch of my heart*

In the eyes that meet each other.

You can see it. A little happiness is slowly sprouting.

I just want you to understand.

Even if you're not there.

Your love is engraved in my life forever.

In this cold and gloomy night, the evening breeze is blowing, and I sit in front of the computer and open it at will**. The melancholy melody makes the loneliness nowhere to escape, the room is empty, the whole room is filled, and it disturbs my thoughts, and many times I will think, why do I like to listen to sad songs? A melody soothing because of sadness, or a simple but profound lyrics, or more grief because of the same story?

Actually, none of us are afraid of being alone. The strings in my heart are just reluctant to be cut.

People who like to listen to songs, people who have love in their hearts, people who are always the most delicate in their hearts, like a song, maybe just a lyric touched their hearts, many times, many, many feelings can't be spoken, each song seems to tell a story, revealing a mood. I like to listen to songs, and reminisce about the touches of the past, or joy, or sadness, familiar melodies and tunes, telling those who can't go back to the past, those dreams that are far away from themselves and those distant moods.

In such a gloomy weather, it is depressing, silent and melancholy, these songs that have deeply moved us, branded with the mood and memories of the past, and occasionally listen to it, as if in the old days, the mood of the past is slowly flowing in this familiar **. Gently closing your eyes, enjoying the relaxed and fleeting mood brought by the song, indulging in this ephemeral world, as if nothing exists, is also a kind of happiness. Many times, the past that I thought I had forgotten, the mood that I had forgotten, when I heard a song, all came to my eyes like a tide.

A lot of favorite songs, singing the mood of those years, reminding themselves that they actually still remember. It's just that those joys, those memories, are gradually gone...