Self-Order: Youth Without Regrets 1

1. You at the same table: the most beautiful memories of the age of innocence 3

2. The Brother Who Sleeps on My Top Bunk: A Graduation Song for My Campus Brother 5

3. That day: the memories of those young and crazy past7

4. Youth: The years are vast, and youth is like a song 9

5. Open-air cinema: the old days that are fading away11

6. Warm Paradise: Everyone has a warm paradise in their hearts13

7. Winter Campus: Distant Dreams Far Away People 15

8. An Afternoon for a Liberal Arts Student: From Homer's Epic to Lu Xun's Complete Works 17

9. The age of fluttering white clothes: The age of fluttering white clothes 19

10. Those Flowers: Fortunately, I have accompanied you in the bloom21

11. Have you in your life: old age goes to the fragrance of water and wood 23

Twelve, like water flowing years: years like water, chanting and singing 25

Thirteen, Li Lei and Han Meimei: The love dust that can never go back 29

Fourteen: Departure: All things grow, wait for the end of youth 31

Preface: Youth without regrets

I thought that there would be no more pure campus ballads in this era. When I really wrote down the four most powerful words that represent the campus folk songs, I knew that the campus folk songs had fallen asleep like a baby in my heart and would never wake up again.

I don't know how many of my friends who opened this little book are still listening to campus ballads, anyway, I haven't heard it for more than three years when I came out to work after graduation. I thought that the current campus would never be able to produce a pure school

Garden singer and poet too. Shen Qing said that he was going to eat, so he rarely sang anymore. Ye Bei said that she was going to change her style, so she wore blue suspenders and danced under the lights. Pu Shu hides himself in bizarre advertisements. Mizuki is in the prime of life

Songs, once filled this hole, but later, the songs they created have become more and more commercialized, without the warmth and innocence they had at the beginning. The old wolf, who was the best interpreter of Gao Xiaosong's songs, music

has long been out of the style of campus folk songs, and he himself seems to be unwilling to have anything to do with campus folk songs. Gao Xiaosong is no longer a pure creator of campus songs, and he was seen appearing on the judges of Happy Girl

At the table, my heart somehow became sad all of a sudden.

How many people can still hold on to their dreams despite the distractions of the world?

The era of fluttering white clothes will never come back. Anyway, in my time, I have never seen a student burning a poem, I have never seen a table with two people sharing an eraser, and I have never seen a big boy holding a guitar and singing on the stairs.

We used to write love letters, word by word with a pen on perfumed letterhead, and then carefully folded them, secretly stuffed them into the drawer of the beloved girl, and then stupidly waited for her reply;

We used to want to say a word to our beloved girl, wait at the door of the cafeteria for more than an hour, and then muster up the courage to ask her to go to the gazebo on the weekend to see the stars;

We used to go out with the girl and ride that old bicycle that we borrowed from a friend, to the far, far away beach to see the sea, and then boldly take her hand and jump over the muddy wetlands.

But now, where would anyone write love letters to girls one by one? Finger tapping, an e-mail is all it takes, if you want to talk to a girl, just send a text message, go on a weekend date, go to the cinema, the amusement park, the mall, and so many other places

Inexplicably, I thought of my sixteen-year-old self, of the thick love letters I wrote to the girls I liked, and of the affectionate and childish poems that I chanted in the wind. I miss the simple days of the past, so warm and pure

Really, so unforgettable. I regret that I didn't catch up with Gao Xiaosong's era. In their time, there were poets Haizi and Gu Cheng, girls who collected bookmarks full of small poems, and some who played guitars in the grass

The wandering singer who sang on it, it was an era when white clothes were better than snow, and the surroundings were full of talent and style, fierce and warm.

In 1996, when Gao Xiaosong was twenty-seven years old, he brought us "Gao Xiaosong's Collected Works". He began to reminisce about his youth, so strangely unattended, and so lamented and sentimental. So the old wolf who sang cried.

This song is called "Youth Without Regrets".

Youth without regrets (excerpt)

Lyrics and songs: Gao Xiaosong // Singing: Old wolf, Ye Bei

M: The beginning of the beginning is the end of our singing // The last of the end, we are walking // Dearest you, like the scenery in a dream, saying that you will go after waking up from the dream, I believe;

Female: The face that is not sad is my young man // The eyes that are not in a hurry // When the years change// The street that is most familiar with you and me is already people go to the sunset, and people are on the side of the street, saying goodbye;

M: You said that you have no regrets when you are young, including my love;

F: You said that time will change the vows that you have made for life;

M: You say goodbye dear // F: Through the young face

Male: Smiling // Female: Tearful // Together: Unchanging eyes

Woman: Whose voice sings our song, whose strings tugs at my heartstrings;

M: After you leave, there are still songs of youth// There are always people who keep repeating them, our business;

Female: It is said that youth has no regrets, including all love;

M: They are still saying their lifelong vows;

F: You said dear dear forever,

M: I'm a young and hard-working face,

Male: Smiling // Female: Tearful // He: A face without regrets

M: At the beginning of the beginning, we sing;

F: Finally, at the end, we are walking;

M: Dearest you, like a landscape in a dream,

F: I said that you would go when you woke up from the dream, I believe it;

He: They all say that they are young and have no regrets, including all love // are still saying lifelong vows to each other;

F: I said dear dear forever,

M: I'm a young and hard-working face,

Male: Smiling // Female: Tearful // He: Eyes without regrets.

Female: Dear // Male: Dear

Together: Dear forever, forever young face, forever and never the same eyes.

This song "Youth Without Regrets", Gao Xiaosong said that it was written in early 1991, wandered around and returned to Beijing, and when he found the guitar, it only had three strings left. So I wrote such a nine-beat song and recorded it many years later

When the old wolf was crying in the shed, I asked him why, and he said that he remembered the words he had carved with his girlfriend on the tree in front of the Eighth High School, and he was in the dark-lit shed, and I was in the control room, talking about those things through the microphone, talking about them.

They are like those things called years that slip through our fingertips, and occasionally they overflow into our hearts.

I used to stubbornly believe that I had written it all my whole time as a student

The so-called poetry is not worth such a poem "Youth Without Regrets". When I heard this song again many years later, I still felt an irrepressible urge to cry. The mumbling style of humming, the warm lyrics, and the sense of purity

Love, when singing, there will be a kind of sadness flowing out, like encouraging each other, and like saying goodbye to each other. This lyric is fundamentally different from the love that is rampant now, and the society is diverse, but it is difficult for us to find any more

The song, like "Youth Without Regrets", can describe a college love so innocent and so real, and it feels like a poetic temperament.

Where are the old times? Lost in the blue sky of flying birds, obsessed with your smile? Or chasing the sunset, singing the song of first love with the sea fish?

We can vaguely see our fading footprints, and in the ashes of time, there is still a story of our love. You said that you have no regrets about your youth, including your love for me. But where are you now, the girl who used to love each other?

The faint moonlight, the bonfire lit by the sea, slowly drowned the memories, our youth, our white clothes fluttering years, our poetry, where are you?

I've always liked Gao Xiaosong's music lyrics, even though I wasn't a student of their time. But many years later, we listened to his songs and watched the youthful faces he portrayed for us: love letters to girls who like them, play

The wandering singers on the guitar and the dormitory brothers who guessed each other's coins knew that behind these messy and real words, what was expressed was the youthful ignorance of youth, as well as the wandering and bewildering but innocent and beautiful youthful feelings.

Music is the memory of existence. We always like to use a piece of music to remember an era. Campus ballads

It grows in that era when the flowers bloom, which is the confirmation of youth and the precipitation of the years. When these familiar melodies are resounded, it always reminds people of the bygone school life and the carefree and innocent era. I do not know

Will the younger generation believe that there was such an innocent era of white clothes, and will anyone like my little book? But I only use this book to remember my youth, the old times that have passed, and the past

The ideal impulse, the innocence of the past, the wind and snow of the past, and the singing voice of the past

The stage of youth will never end, and even if it is gone, there are always people who keep repeating it

Our story. There will always be people who have left and newcomers on campus, how many students are reciting our songs, we left this song in the past, and you will continue to sing it in the future. The walk of time melts love

It will be through, and it will come and go, just like the handover ceremony of the old student to the new experience.

We have all walked through it like this, those memories seem familiar, and the long-lost things are still sweet to remember. Whether it is joy or sadness, remembering or forgetting, those four words have been engraved in our formative years: youth without regrets.

Many years later, when I have a child, when my child is going to go to school and start his/her youthful days in white clothes, I will definitely recommend these songs to him, listen to those sad sunsets, listen

Those flowing sorrows and sorrows, listening to those youthful muttering poems, listening to those flowing times, listening to the era of white clothes fluttering, listening to my youth that has passed.

is for the preface.