Introduction to the poetry recitation of "This Year, That Year"

You were young that year

I always felt that tomorrow would be beautiful

The ideal world was like a ray of light

In your My heart is shining

How can I let this burning heart

just be exhausted and disappear into mediocrity

Leave this city when you decide to hit the road< /p>

Leave the girl you have loved for many years

You are still running after all these years

Seeing that tomorrow is still illusory

In the face of survival That pure ideal

Turns out to be so fragile

You stand on this busy street

Can’t find the direction you should go

You are standing on this bustling street

I feel panic like never before

You are standing on this bustling street

I can’t find you The direction you should go

You are standing on this busy street

Feeling the panic you have never felt before

You once had some heroic dreams

Like a warm light in the dark night

How can I lose the power of hope

I can only keep my chest high and move forward bravely

You are walking in this bustling street

Looking for the direction you should go

You are walking on this bustling street

Looking for the power you once had