1. If I can make it before dark, I will forget about your eyes and spend my whole life unable to finish a single dream.
—— Ma Di's "Nanshan Nan"
2. Forgive me for my unruly and indulgent love of freedom in this life, but I am also afraid that one day I will fall.
—— "Broad Sea and Sky" BEYOND
3. How to love, but unfortunately it has never been recorded in the book. I finally figured it out, but the years will not come back.
——Eason Chan "When the Grapes Are Ripe"
4. There is always a seriousness that cannot be blown away by the wind, and there are always tears that cannot be wiped away by heavy rain.
——Mao Buyi's "Borrowing"
5. A vulgar person like me never likes to pretend to be serious, so why do I suddenly become dazzled when I occasionally hear old songs? .
——Mao Buyi's "People Like Me"
6. Youth is a stumbling journey, with the beauty of hindsight.
—— Tian Fuzhen's "Little Lucky"
7. Some people can't tell what is good, but no one can replace it.
—— Angela Chang "The Lost Beauty"
8. Why old confidants never become old friends in the end. The stranger in the coming year will be someone who was dearest to me yesterday.
——Eason Chan's "The Best Friend"
9. The love I give you has always been quiet, in exchange for your occasional care. It is obviously a movie about three people, but I There must never be a name.
——Asang "Always Quiet"
10. I don’t necessarily want you to come back, I just want to open up the memories again. Apart from you, who else can Come teach me love.
——Xu Jiaying's "Lost Sandbank"
11. I wish I could accompany you one more time and tell you the scenery of the first half of my life.
—— "The Scenery About You in This Life" by Dead Trees and Spring
12. My faith is the poem that makes me boil. I can't go anywhere, life must go on.
——Li Jian's "I'm Always Here"
13. After the flowers bloom, they fall again, and reincarnation has no fruit. The snow on the moss told me that you have never returned.
——Xu Song's "Memories of Nanshan"
14. Lovers on the bridge are in and out of pairs, and Hong Yao beside the bridge laments that the night is too long. The moon is shaking, people are hesitant, and a song of mourning comes from the wupeng.
——Xu Song's "Luzhou Moon"
15. She doesn't want much, but she is different from others.
——Chen Li's "Li Li Wan Xiang"
16. It rains heavily, and the vegetation in my old hometown is deep. I heard that you are always alone.
——Jay Chou's "Fireworks Easily Cold"
17. It's hard to swallow a pot of wine when you are wandering around the world. After you leave, the wine warms the memories and misses you. How can time be stolen when water flows eastward, but I miss the flowers that mature once they bloom.
——Jay Chou's "East Wind Breaks"
18. Once upon a time, there was someone who loved you for a long time, but the wind gradually blew the distance away. It was not easy to love you one more day. But it seems like you said goodbye at the end of the story.
——Jay Chou's "Sunny Day"
19. When I was seven years old, I caught the cicada, thinking I could catch summer; when I was seventeen years old, I kissed it His face, I thought I could be with him forever.
——Mayday's "Ru Yan"
20. When I grow up, I can only run. I am so afraid of falling in the dark. Hello tomorrow, smile with tears, the better it is, the more afraid you will get it. Every time I cry, I run with a smile, losing and searching at the same time.
——Milk Coffee "Hello Tomorrow"
21. If some stories are not finished yet, forget them. Those feelings have become difficult to distinguish between true and false over the years. They are all old, where are they? In this way, we each go to the end of the world.
——Pu Shu's "Those Flowers"
22. The river of time flows into the sea, and finally we part ways. No port is a permanent stop. There is an intersection in my mind where phoenix flowers bloom, and there are my most cherished friends.
—— Lin Zhixuan "The Intersection Where Phoenix Flowers Bloom"
23. Who married you who is sentimental, who read your diary, who tied up your long hair, who A wedding dress made for you. Who meets you who is sentimental, who comforts you who loves to cry, who reads the letter I wrote to you, who throws it in the wind.
——Lao Lang's "My Deskmate"