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Years are like songs!


Years are like songs!

Kunming University of Science and Technology, College of Applied Technology, Li Bo

Yes, the years are like songs!

Many times, we have forgotten ourselves, just as we have forgotten that time is still going on, it seems that living in the moment feels very tired.

So I emptied myself in a variety of ways. Or find a favorite song and listen to it quietly. This song is a friend.

Years are like songs, what about friends?

I was exhausted and looked at myself. When my friends around me dispersed, I only had myself.

The inexplicable loneliness came one after another, walking alone at the brilliant intersection, the city's neon and loneliness, and forbearing the desolation.

At this time, I only want to drink a few more cans with whom.

Perhaps we have forgotten the lyrics and forgot what it started and what the ending was.

In memory, it is so clear to remember what kind of melody.

When looking back, it looks like a flowery fragrance in the wind.

We are always lonely, so we are uneasy.

When you can't see the way ahead, don't go forward, don't back.

Standing in the same place, listening to the sounds that once lingered,

Think about those things that are right or wrong.??????

Write all the days as a blessing, hide it in your heart, write a song, put it in memory,

When you are cold, bake your heart.

Tears are an emotion, a memory, only in my heart

Days, all have to be like this, only bear and face,

Even when it is not satisfactory

Put on the mask

Also pretending to say - in fact, I am okay!

Who knows, there are countless sleepless nights, but in the memories, let the songs of somehow,

In the simple repetition of the mind, the circle is straightforward, not just tears.

The night, washing away the clear spring of the soul, in the silence, listening to my heart is ignoring those past days...

Memories, even if it is a happy thing, seems to have some sentimental taste.

Memories and dreams are always the most tangled in the dead of night. We are a song, the lyrics are written about friendship,

And every note is the melody of the song. Open-minded words, sentimental poems such as a line of sadness;

The content is rich, the story is concise...but the notes and notes are pulled apart and they are scattered!

It is like youth is about to make other prophecies.

Parting sentimentality is another pain. We meet, in the season of sweet-scented osmanthus, the same dream of composing songs,

Carrying young joy and embarrassment... We meet, young and hot youth, a little bit of agitation,

Witnessed friendship, decorated the memory... In the ushered in, in the gathering,

Between each other, it will become a poetic name - friends!

The Buddha said: The past five hundred times of returning to the past, only in exchange for this life.

Then, the common people in our red dust, the meeting of this life, it is the result of thousands of times in the past life!

We laughed, cried, and experienced together, and we exchanged sincerely for love.

Friends are a part. The beauty of love is better than the friendship!

Let's talk about the ancient history together, and we sing together "do evil".

Together we portray the path of youth and go to the road ahead, day and night.

We are rebellious because of youth, and we are obsessed with youth.

Years are like songs, how much is it.

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