Song Title: When

Singing: Longbow

Lyrics: Longbow

When the mountain peaks have no edges and corners, when the river no longer flows

When time stops, day and night are not distinguished, and all things in heaven and earth are reduced to nothingness

I still can't break up with you, I can't break up with you

Your gentleness is the greatest watch in my life

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This time, Longbow's new song was posted early, and in the early morning of the next day, many netizens saw a new song appear on his personal page: Dang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The song also expresses a determination that Longbow sends a message to Angel that he will not give up at any time.

"It's a pity!"

"Yes, although this song is good, it seems a little inferior when it comes out after Angel's vain eyebrows!"

"The point is that Angel is completely dead, no matter how well the longbow says, it is useless!"

"Alas!"

"If there is no turnaround, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the two to get back together!"

"Now no one else can help, I can only look at Longbow himself!"

"I don't think it's fun!"

“……”

Although Longbow's seventh song expresses his meaning quite obviously, and its quality is also excellent, many netizens have listened to it many times, but everyone is not optimistic that he can persuade Angel back, and it is simply difficult to make a completely dead person change his mind, ah no, it is countless times more difficult than climbing to the sky!

Of course, the most important thing is that Angel's seventh song is a classic among the classics, almost reaching the level of an eternal classic, although it is destined to be an eternal classic due to the artistic conception, but the quality of the song is there, which shows how sad Angel who created this song was.

It is precisely because of this vain gaze that many netizens on the virtual Internet who were originally unanimously optimistic that Longbow and Angel can get back together have lost confidence, and began to worry about this perhaps the most sensational love ever, and discussed how to help Longbow.

"Or, let's let Zhang Dongzhe go out!" In a super-large virtual chat room, a senior webworm suddenly spoke.

"Zhang Dongzhe?"

"That's right, we thought that Zhang Dongzhe might be a third party, but this is obviously unusual, according to the analysis of Angel and Longbow, they should be older, have experienced many setbacks and tribulations, and there is a huge rift between the two, otherwise it would not be so difficult to get back together, especially Angel, it is likely that she has resisted love, and at the same time, she no longer believes in Longbow and is completely disappointed in him. But Zhang Dongzhe is different, as soon as his song appeared a thousand years later, Angel's attitude has improved significantly, although I don't know if there is a connection here, but in this level of fighting songs, that is, Zhang Dongzhe can interject! ”

"That's just as well!"

"Since Zhang Dongzhe is not a third party, and he is good at composing love songs, it is even rumored that many young men and women in the empire suddenly ran to get their certificates because of the love songs released by Zhang Dongzhe, and decided to stay for life, so that it will naturally promote the population growth of the empire, since he can do this, then if it is a targeted creation of new songs, can it also reunite Angel and Longbow through the mirror?"

"That's right, hurry up and persuade Zhang Dongzhe, his creative ability is very powerful, if it is someone else, even if it is a team, it is extremely difficult to keep up with the creative speed of Angel and Longbow, let alone targeted persuasion!"

"It seems that Zhang Dongzhe is indeed the only candidate!"

"Then everyone hurry up to the various virtual chat rooms to publicize, gather more people, and go to Zhang Dongzhe together!"

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"Master, what should I do?" Soon, the voices of these netizens were screened out by the Spirit of the Boundary Bead and handed over to Zhang Dongzhe for decision.

"What to do? Cold! Zhang Dongzhe didn't care at all, and dealt with it casually.

"Master, the income from the power of the Wish has increased to 100 billion ...... per day" Seeing Zhang Dongzhe so casually, the Spirit of the Boundary Bead had no choice but to throw out a killer move.

"What? So fast! It seems that it is quite useful to create some gimmicks! ”

"Yes, master, should you release a song with a topic?" Bigfoot said with a smile.

"Well, it's time to get excited!" Zhang Dongzhe smiled and nodded.

Just in anticipation, Zhang Dongzhe suddenly released a short story and a new song.

The story takes place in the period of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, there is a general in the ancient capital of Luoyang who was ordered to defend the city, and met a local woman during the defense of the city, the two fell in love at first sight and made a private life, at this time the general was requisitioned by the imperial court to the border to fight, in the chaos of the army for many years, the imperial capital Luoyang has been reduced to ruins, dilapidated, and finally the woman struggled to guard the general after not meeting, and fell into the nun, and the general returned from the wind and frost to find the ancient temple of the woman who was a monk, but she had already passed away. The generals only listened to the outside of the ancient temple of Jialan, the rain fell one after another, recalling the years when they were envious of others, sighing about people, but like fireworks, easy to cold, easy to divide.

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Song Title: Fireworks are easy to cold

Singing: Zhang Dongzhe

Lyrics: Zhang Dongzhe

The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and tormented the world

The dream is cold, a lifetime of tossing and turning, and a few love debts

If you acquiesce, life and death are withered, etc

Waiting for a circle, and then a circle, the annual rings

Futu Tower, broken several layers, broken whose soul

The pain went straight to it, a broken lamp, a collapsed mountain gate

Let me wait a little longer, and history will turn around

Waiting for the wine to be mellow, waiting for you to play, a song of zither

The rain is heavy, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I've heard that you're always alone

The mottled city gate is entrenched in the roots of old trees

The slate reverberates and waits

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Fireworks are easy to cold, also known as Garan Temple.

This song has a different kind of feelings, it was called the Divine Comedy by everyone in Zhang Dongzhe's previous life, and it is not just the kind of Internet Divine Comedy that is just a flourishing Internet Divine Comedy, but a real classic Divine Comedy that can be looped countless times in a single song.

In Jang Dong-cheol's mind, this song has an unparalleled status. If it were under normal circumstances, Zhang Dongzhe would never release this song, after all, there are titles of Chinese songs in the "listening part" of the professional assessment of the Warcraft original world, and the key is that most of them are Zhou Dong's songs, and one of Zhou Dong's more famous songs is the classic of fireworks and easy cold, which is also the best sung among the various versions that Zhang Dongzhe thinks.

A short story, accompanied by a song, is simply tear gas.

In an instant, there was silence on the virtual network, but this situation did not last long, but after the Spirit of the Boundary Bead Bigfoot posted a comment with a vest that was already considered an "old qualification", it immediately detonated the entire virtual network:

Tears are floating, and there is an empty door on my lips. Falling leaves into flowing water, it is the fate of thousands of years that it cannot be stopped. Nostalgia is the old land, which has long been stained with traces. Can't lock it, and the red dust is all over the place. In the story, how many broken intestines, endless lovesickness, recited over and over again. The lonely back, the road is endless, there is too much helplessness. The laughter was familiar but unfamiliar. It's the whisper in your ear. When everything was over, I heard a thousand years of grief. The people are scattered, and they can't guess who is right and who is wrong. It's nostalgia, but I can't tell what it looked like at the beginning. The crowded city has torn off the attachment between you and me, and the passing crowd is destined to drift. The people are scattered, and no one's appearance can be carved. It's a legend, it's a long wait, it's a circle of annual rings, a story that comes and goes, and you can't repeat the heartache of you and me. It looks familiar, but it's still the same silly. A will that broke off the marriage of the previous life. This troubled world has cut off anyone's thoughts. The sound of wooden fish, the beating of the heartache. Let your thoughts fly, and you will be constantly worried. In a word, endless waiting, the green light screen window saw through the red dust, returned outside the door, but looked at each other speechlessly, sighing life, but it was as easy to cold as fireworks, and the endless pain after the splendor.

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