Introduction: I walked aimlessly, and heard a particularly nice song on a small ground in Yingzhou District, Lu Shao said that this is Xue Zhiqian's "What Do You Want from Me" (now it has been verified that it is really this song, and the feeling after listening to it is not bad), so I took advantage of the feeling that this song gave me to write something.

One thought of heaven, one thought of hell, maybe in the future you will meet me and have a story with me.

A thought is persistent, a thought is treasured, unconsciously comes with the wind, and also leaves him with fate.

A thought of the passing years, a thought of tomorrow, half missing, half helpless, half expectant, half reluctant.

Perhaps, perhaps, this is my path – the path I chose to take.

Thinking and grasping, the most powerful is the mentality, the most precious is the accumulation, the most beautiful is the experience, and the only thing is to meet.

Some people confess loudly, some people secretly care for themselves, there are thousands of ways to love, and only time can test them.

At this time, I can vaguely express what I wrote a few years ago: "Go and pluck the bright moonlight and make a love wine." O girl who appeared in my dream, do you know that you live in my heart? The heart has four cavities, full of new houses for you. It was another night with the moon hanging high. I have no intention of looking at the moon, but I miss the moon in my heart, secretly take a pinch of bright moonlight, put it in the workshop in my heart, and make love wine. O girl who appeared in my dream, do you know that you live in my heart? The heart has four cavities, full of new houses for you. Dream girl, do you know that I love you, with you in the dream, my nightmare has become a good dream, every day with you, that smile in my heart takes root, sprouts, blossoms. ”

Remarks: It is said that God rewards hard work, and at this time I still want to find my heart, looking for the beautiful smile engraved on my heart monument, but I am not brave enough, not strong enough, and not enough to put aside the haggard appearance, so I am silent, amorous, and sentimental, I am destined to be a lonely patient, but what does it matter, how can I not prevent it!

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