In a tone full of local accents
Jump over the puddle and bypass the village.
Waiting for the fate of meeting.
You built a city out of mud.
Said he would marry me in the future
How many times have you turned around and wasted your youth?
The little oath is still shaky.
Little tears are still insisting.
Gentle lips are saying separation.
From then on, there was a person in my heart.
We used to look small.
You moved a small bench that year.
Fascinated by the play, I followed it all the way.
I'm looking for the person in that story.
You are an indispensable part.
You took a nap under the tree.
Personal, silly and so on.
Memory is like a storyteller.
In a tone full of local accents
Jump over the puddle and bypass the village.
Waiting for the fate of meeting.
You built a city out of mud.
Said he would marry me in the future
How many times have you turned around and wasted your youth?
A little touched by the rain.
A little embarrassment can hurt.
Little people can't kiss yet.
From then on, there was a person in my heart.
We used to look small.
You moved a small bench that year.
Fascinated by the play, I followed it all the way.
I'm looking for the person in that story.
You are an indispensable part.
You took a nap under the tree.
Personal, silly and so on.
From then on, there was a person in my heart.
We used to look small.
At the beginning, scholars said they loved reading scripts.
When you lose your tooth, your pronunciation is not accurate.
I'm looking for the person in that story.
You are an indispensable part.
Small hands holding small people.
Keep a little eternity
Empty street view wants to find someone to confess.
It is lonely to make such a decision and live next to me.
Our love is like the scenery you pass by.
Keep walking, but never stop for me.
Give your love has been very quiet
In exchange for your occasional concern
It's obviously a movie for three people.
But I still can't have a name.
You said that love is like a cloud, and it is beautiful to float freely.
I finally believe that the reasons for breaking up are sometimes beautiful.
Give your love has been very quiet
In exchange for your occasional concern
It's obviously a movie for three people.
But I still can't have a name.
Give your love has been very quiet
I made up my mind from the beginning.
I thought what I wanted was once.
I just found out that love must have an echo.
Give your love has been very quiet
In exchange for your occasional concern
It's obviously a movie for three people.
But I still can't have a name.
Give your love has been very quiet
Except the tears on my face.
It turns out that fate is used to explain.
You suddenly don't love me.
The yellowed Spring Festival couplets are still on the wall.
I can vaguely see a few words: Peace through the years.
In my hometown of Migang, I never went back there.
Grandpa wrote a whole letter in regular script.
Pueraria lobata is covered with carved doors and windows.
The setting sun slanted on the mottled brick wall.
The room covered with beech boards is still full of air.
Grandma brewed the bean paste that year.
I began to imagine in black and white photos.
What mom and dad looked like in those days.
The soft-spoken Wu Nong girl walked slowly across the Bund.
Gone old times
1943
On the way to memories
Time has become so slow.
Old neighbor
Xiaonongtang
It is a kind of faint sadness, belonging to the white wall and black tile of that era.
Gone old times
1943
Look back at this clip.
There is some wind and frost.
Old turntable
Old suitcase
A rose petal is hidden in an iron box full of postcards.
This windy and dusty sky
Reed flowers with low heads
Pass under the mountain
It's like growing white hair
Years are hoarse and gently blown in the wind.
There is a family living far away from cooking smoke.
There is a bamboo fence around the door.
Others sigh and care.
A faint fire is cooking tea.
Only the old man accompanied her.
Tell the story of that long-gone time.
struggle
The night wind dyed the sunset glow red.
Far like a painting.
But what is missing from their family?
My sister's tears streamed down her face.
Grandpa gave her the answer.
Grow up patiently
Will accompany her to wander the world.
My sister is holding a little doll.
Coaxed it while walking.
My freckled cheeks are crying.
She just wants to talk to someone.
My sister is holding a little doll.
Comb the doll's hair
She just wants someone to call her mom.
Sew her a new doll.
My sister is holding a little doll.
Reluctant to let go
A rational world comes at a price.
Might as well continue to play dumb.
My sister is holding a little doll.
Take care of it.
She will be punished by starvation and cold.
But don't give up the doll's fear of being wronged
This is my favorite lyric of Fang Gang, I hope it will help you.