Ending theme of "The Golden Family"
Singer: He Lu Composer: Sanbao Lyricist: Liu Qin
She is not as gorgeous as fireworks
Also It's not like a bird that can migrate
It's just a flying kite
I'm afraid of your heartache to be free
The clues of memory are in your hands
If you can let her land
The sky is like endless freedom
I would rather be a boat if you are the sea
Let her drift in your heart
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The world is too prosperous
People passing by each other
She walked by, only she walked by
It stopped you in your tracks
Silent two hearts will no longer be silent
If you can let her land
The sky is like freedom with no end
You can know that heart Too lonely in the wind
Let her stay in your arms
If you can let her land
The sky is like freedom with no end
< p>You know that heart is too lonely in the windJust let her stay in your arms
I would rather be a boat if you are the sea
At least let her She landed in your arms
Poetry
You are gone, walking far;
I am behind Qiu,
Carefully pick up a half-red maple leaf;
hang it on the wall where the setting sun shines;
hanging side by side is your little shadow,
Smiling in the woods
I left and may never come back;
Where are you? I can't find it;
I left your little shadow and the maple leaf there,
on the wall where the sunset found it;
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If you are still willing to go back there,
accept the maple leaf,
accept my longest waiting!
Maybe
I have no chance to confess to you
I still love you when you don’t love me
Maybe I treasure it The seeds will never sprout
So
I turned this poem into a tree that will not rot
Buried it deeply in my heart
When I think of you
My heart aches
I know you have forgotten me
That’s why I left this back
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How much I don’t want to think
You have forgotten me
How much I want to believe
When you walk out of that small street< /p>
When you sing a song
When you read a poem I wrote
You will remember it in a heartbeat
Pick me up
Thank you for your silence
Thank you for your sincere and wise silence
What makes me happy is that
You live in My next door
What makes me sad is that
The distance between us is so far
Although there is a trace of low wall
But it blocked me
I couldn’t get close
Although it was a thick wall
it couldn’t stop the moonlight in my heart
Whenever the dark night approaches
It will hang in front of your window
Do you see it
Yulin Bell----Liu Yong (Song Dynasty) )
The cicadas are chilling, it’s late in the pavilion, and the showers are beginning to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, and the place of nostalgia is the orchid boat. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go thousands of miles away, the sky is vast and the mist is heavy at dusk.
Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to be left out in the Qingqing Festival! Where did you wake up tonight? The dawn wind and the waning moon on the willow bank. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them?
The poppy is listening to the rain
The young man was listening to the rain upstairs, and the red candles were dimly lit. Last year, he was listening to the rain in the pavilion. The river was vast and under the clouds, and the wild geese were calling the west wind. Now he is listening to the rain under the eaves. , the autumn leaves have withered, the joys and sorrows are always ruthless, wherever the beauty is, it is always in the cold autumn.