I have written several songs before, and I don't know if you like them.
Now play some songs for everyone ~
1, adapted from Juhua Huatai
Kill rewelding rewelding &; chrysanthemum
This city is full of chrysanthemums and wyndell dichinson. I miss you very much.
Tearing my fingers through the pupil reminds me of your eyes.
In late autumn, the fierce cold stifled the sound and became a nightmare at night.
I kneel before the Holy Spirit and beg your mercy.
I still remember your shyness in Jiangnan alley.
A half-finished love poem is lingering, and it knows today's smoke.
On the battlefield, I shed tears and killed the blood-stained armor daisy.
In the deep building, I can see that the veil is cool enough to accommodate your smile.
Once I was dressed in steel armor, with a bloody sword, and roared to heaven.
Today, I shed tears and lost my frustration in the chaos of swords and swords.
After all, singing and dancing will wake up and ignite the fate of cheating.
In the prison car, my unkempt face struggled in vain to return my rivers and mountains.
In the dream, it is like a flower, a moon, a spring breeze, and you dance gracefully between tiles.
Lonely birds in the cemetery wail the strings, but they can't make you a debt.
It's another year of chrysanthemum love poems, which fade after laughing.
I am dying in front of the Millennium spirit, waiting for a new reincarnation.
Ps: This song is associated with listening to the chrysanthemum terrace, with chrysanthemums all over the city as the background.
And narrative poetry with story content is not love.
Because Jiangshan beauty is just a metaphor.
I miss the days of freedom and happiness.
2. Adapted from Huahai
Waiting for tears and no flowers
Still.
All the flowers are in bloom.
remote
Remember Na Pianhai?
Tears dried up.
Are you there?
The dream was drowned.
Who's waiting to start over?
I asked if the flowers would bloom with silent tears.
Drink when you are drunk. Has Qiuyue come?
Flowers fade like the moon.
When will the fence fall, waiting for love?
Wu Tongai of Wuguozhai
Demolition of blue and white porcelain, the core monument of life should be
Love or not?
Should I mourn?
Who is singing outside your window?
You left a memory. No flowers, no flowers, no victory.
Miss the bright moon in the sea, steal the air and shoot the air.
Peach blossoms still shed tears.
Who shed tears in the sea of clouds in Yanfu West Street?
Ps: I don't know what I was thinking, hehe.
It is also related to listening to this song.
This song is about sadness and regret.
3. Clock in the opposite direction.
The crime of the night dreamer
night
A clear sense of heaviness
Your face
Printed on the pupil
Vague but familiar
Tears slowly slide down the corner of my eyes.
My ears are cold.
In a dream
I thought the wound had healed.
pass by
Cruel tearing
Brown-blue liquid flows downward.
Because it opened for you.
Another smile.
laugh heartily
Another kind of pain.
Perfect arrival
The person who accepts it
it is me
Mummified
Nightmare
Ps: What about this? Well, it seems to be written in the middle of the night.
The original song is quite artistic.
4. Adapted from childhood machine
Childhood time machine ~
Dedicate oneself to friendship
The date on the blackboard is the countdown to your departure.
Seats that are close together occasionally separate.
The windward daisies on the windowsill are waiting for the pink windbreaker.
I can't live without you.
The warmth of a journey to the west is full of quarrelling topics.
Just agreed to go to the end and turn around and leave.
You are happier than before, and I just want to go back to the past.
Open the diary to find the time machine of childhood
Wake up slowly. So you're a milkshake with sugar.
Take it with you, hate to drink it, but you will eventually touch the bottom of the cup.
I draw more carefully with a pencil to outline your fragrance.
Go to muxi Street at the next corner and beg to see you.
The hope of childhood is a time machine.
I can play all the way until the season changes.
Take bamboo dragonflies through the forest
Open any door and find you to travel with.
The hope of childhood is a time machine.
Give me some cans of sugar. You taste familiar.
All the memories are in the summer pocket.
Play the swing together tacitly.
Pursue the sweetness in the air
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Pursue sweetness ~ ~
Ps: This is very direct. This is for friendship.
At that time, I still remember the hunger I gave a classmate when I just graduated from junior high school.
5, from class two in three years ~
Looking for Jay three years later
A "blue storm" came and sang a faint "serenade"
Find an excuse to go back to the past on a sunny day.
As clear as the memory of 1943 Shanghai.
I lift my humble pen, looking for sweetness and trajectory.
Octave Space and Magnificent Memories in D Tone
The clock in the opposite direction sings and pulls.
The past is like a broken string, so take a step back.
The seventh chapter of the night has the same tone as ours.
Witness that we write the song of the future together, dance the spring and autumn together, and wander the youth together.
With your black humor, I no longer have to worry about the end of the world.
Without you, "My Website" will never be "under siege".
I am ready to give my life to you at any time.
But it's always "I can't talk" and "Love me and don't go"
"Where is the train?" Off the students lost back.
Qilixiang's past left a permanent star.
In three years, we walked hand in hand through the rushing "Qian Shan Wanshui".
Side by side, the "last battle" is like a rainbow.
Everything is like Tornado and The Journey to the West's Breaking the East Wind.
But in the blink of an eye, I have "split" and started to escape from each other.
The moon sets and the stars sink, dreaming of the tears and songs of the past feelings that night.
The wet Chrysanthemum Terrace dispelled the rosemary, and I turned the past upside down with my left hand reflection.
The "white windmill" has a dark moon mark, and the "heart rain" sighs eternity.
I still remember the dandelion appointment on the terrace that year.
We should carve our friendship on blue and white porcelain, put it in the iron box of the peninsula and never run aground.
Speaking of "hair as snow", even though it is "thousands of miles away", it is still Fan Texi.
Unspeakable secrets, code words, unparalleled in this life, perfectionism.
Class two, grade three, is the longest movie.
Ps: Coincidentally, I'm in Class Two, Grade Three, Class Two.
And there are many Jay fans in our class.
So everyone entrusted me to write such an article and became this article.
6. Jay Chou
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
When is the Jay era? How much do you know about nocturnes?
"Black Sweater" never stops, and "Embattled" only sings in tears.
The "blue storm" is still there, but the "excuse" has changed. How much sadness can you have?
A trip to the south, drifting straight to the Coral Sea.
Ps: This one is a Song poem. Hehe, it doesn't seem to meet your requirements.
But I posted it in Li Yu's format.
That's all. In fact, very few people write this ~ ~
Anyway, I hope you like it.