2. Dusk is coming. Bitter rain? People walk alone. It's the Spring Festival. In the eyes, there are withered flowers. Sigh? Life is full of vicissitudes. Laugh? When I was young and frivolous.
3, lament the tears of red face, the hero died, and the world suffered. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?
You should remember that the rosewood hasn't come out yet, and I didn't go either.
5. Han Xiao is vast, full of prosperity and sadness, frowning, and doomed to become a thing of the past.
6, send you a song, don't ask the end of the song.
7. The breeze is moist and the tea is light. Relive the old dream, the old friend has gone.
8. When the fog cleared and I woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, the silent Qian Fan.
9, holding the old, imprisoning time and space, suddenly came to the end of time.
10, the world has left our generation, which is a reminder of the years when it entered the rivers and lakes; Talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life.
1 1. Looking at the sun and the moon that day, it was silent. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed. Just let it go, mountains and rivers don't meet.
12, the sea is deep, not half as deep as acacia. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.
13, people become different. Today is not yesterday, and autumn is the same. People are empty and thin.
14, you give me a tear, I see all the oceans in your heart.
15, I'd rather we never cared about each other, I hope we never forgot each other.