Appreciation of modern poetry lyrics 1: Dead leaves are crushed into mud
The north wind blows bitterly.
How many dead leaves have not fallen?
Stand firm and upright
Reluctant to leave
I hope it will be sunny tomorrow next night.
There is no cold wind raging
No snowflakes are floating.
Save your dream and turn it green.
If one day I can't catch you again.
Then let me fall
Let the body fall hard
probably
Will be crushed by someone's foot.
Click.
Grind into powder
Turn into spring mud in the coming year
I can't find any trace anymore.
Never been here before.
Didn't leave either.
It becomes spring mud.
No one will remember.
that summer
I hid in the green Woods.
Sneak up on you
No one will know.
How much I love you
Care about you
Appreciation of modern poetry lyrics (Ⅱ): Missing is not a crime.
I don't care if I miss it.
Even if you walk by, you are willing to run.
Maybe a passing hug.
Although missing is not my treasure.
I hope it's not worth it.
Maybe the sin is too thin in the end.
How beautiful the charming scenery along the way is.
The air is fresh and the flowers are beautiful.
I didn't mean to abandon you.
Just because I accidentally threw it away.
I'm afraid you'll get angry and run away.
Good advice, tears.
Give your shoulders a rest in an emergency.
Stubbornness and persistence will not occupy you.
May you understand my heart.
Breaking up is a double-edged sword.
It's too bad to break your heart
I just want to give you a knowing smile.
Forgive my helplessness, you know?
It's not a sin to miss, you know?
The depth of love, the fate of Xiao.
Because of the half-life confusion, it is difficult to find a heart.
Give you anything you want.
Appreciation of modern poetry lyrics Chapter 3: I miss you at 10 o'clock in the middle of the night.
At ten o'clock in the morning, I miss you.
I'm listening to you.
Laughter that passed away like running water
I can't stop thinking about expectations.
Tell me late at night, I miss you.
Soft music makes us feel warm.
I miss your hug.
How can I tell you?
My loneliness at the moment
Listen, Himalayan Radio.
Late at night, the piano came.
The beauty of tranquility
What a happy miss.
Rhythmic tremor
Leave bit by bit
With the power of love
Pick it up bit by bit.
At ten o'clock in the morning, I miss you.
At this moment, I miss you.
Maybe it's loneliness.
It may be a long time.
Afraid of sleeping and missing.
Wake up alone
Honey, over there.
Did you hear my reply to you?
I control my time.
Say hello to you!
Neon flashing
In the dead of night, traffic is coming and going.
In the crowd, I also feel lonely.
I'm busy thinking about you.
Dear you
Right here, after ten o'clock.
Miss you like a disease