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Li Shengjie's "Hands Let Go": The moment of going away, love becomes a salty wave

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Li Shengjie's "Hands Let Go": The moment of going away, love becomes a salty wave

"The last love is to let go of the hand", the last deepest love, but the hand to let go, this song from the singer Li Shengjie's "Hand Let Go", affectionate style, but scarred, but others can not see it.

Li Shengjie's "Hands Let Go": The moment of going away, love becomes a salty wave

It is easy to let go of the hand, if there is no worry, it is really easy; but if it is already worried about the "overload", how can it be so easy to let go, once released, will everything disappear in the coming and going of the crowd? I can't find the familiar her again, but sometimes, I have to let go, so what? Reluctantly tied for a second, but the second second, there is no reason, many things if it becomes a foregone conclusion, and then recovery has become futile, the "overload" wound overflowed out, too late to stroke but has been the traces of the Road, is it really easy.

Li Shengjie's "Hands Let Go": The moment of going away, love becomes a salty wave

Facing the starlight of the night, looking at the deep flowing rivers, the stones on the ground, the trunks beside you, the only thing that can accompany you, but only your own shadow, stupid, wooden, as if you don't care about anything anymore, as if the people passing by can no longer arouse your cold heart, but only you know that all this will not disappear because of "Hand Let Go", disguise; excuse; forced to hold back tears and say, "Hands let go!" Can't remember! "These lies can flow unscrupulously, only in that late night, unbridled flow, nothing more!

Li Shengjie's "Hands Let Go": The moment of going away, love becomes a salty wave

"Hands let go", another kind of dialogue, I hope that the future of you is very good, I hope that we will not quarrel in the future, I hope that the stars of the night are waiting for the platform of the train, far away from the original you and I say goodbye to the general beckoning, the moment when the train disappears, love becomes the salty waves hanging in the corner of the mouth, surging to the boundless, saying the familiar "HI"...

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