It's just a few words, and it can't be left behind. So I ordered the songs and looked at them, and I didn't need to listen to the words because I was familiar with them a long time ago.

The light in the dark, the night can not go to bed early, "After the Wind Cabinet" Zhan Yuzhang sang: "The same age, some people are numb, some are disabled, some people are incomplete, some people have the same smile, some people are profound, some people are mechanical, some people live the same days really, some people don't feel at all;

There are not many young years, why am I still stumbling here? Why can't I escape from the game that I have seen through a long time ago? If I am just like this, I am not reconciled, I will never be reconciled, if life is just like this, I would rather give up!

A set of brilliant colorful neon, a blazing torch, which one is called young? A rickets totem or a roaring beast, which one is more sad? Give me a more extraordinary life, a more vivid youth, I would rather choose to regret it, I can never bear to be dominated by others forever!

If love is all there is to it, let it go! Don't care, if friendship is just that, what else can I cherish. "It's all mentioned before, like day after day.

"It's so far away, but I can't remember the motivation for this song. Somebody asked, and I said, "Go and ask the guitarist, the drummer, or." "It just happened, yes, it just [it happened, and now I don't think I did it. It's not the night hawk longing for love with the koi in the pond on a sunny day—this kind of poetry is even more demurring when you're alone at night.

"You said that you can't forget the past, there is always some pain in your heart that can't be solved, even if you go through the narrow door of life, you still look up and the sky is still full of fog. Falling in love with each other has long ceased to be the beginning of the story, and the cracks in the mirror have blurred your beautiful figure, hey.

You said that what you care about is not those muttering promises, nor do you want to get to such a point and distinguish the innocence of the two, and curse others with confidence that the sweet love of others affirms the injustice of fate to yourself, but the crack in the heart is still vaguely painful, hey.

I don't understand how hard it is to ask for something as fragile as I am, and it's not that the night shark longs for love with the koi in the pond on a sunny day, hey! I just held back a tear at myself in the mirror, how could I fall in love with you when I don't love myself anymore?

I don't love myself anymore, I don't care about loving you, and it's not that I want to miss this life and wait for the next life, hey! Anyway, I don't love myself anymore, and I care who I love, hey, but the crack in my heart, I think of it, it's still a faint pain. "Mirror" Chen Sheng sang. (To be continued......) R1292