Musical talent: Singer Li Jian
I miss you by my side
Look at the fickleness of fate
Experience the power of this silent endurance
When the spring breeze sweeps over the hill
You can still feel the cold
But it can't stop the yearning for warmth
If there is such water
Can wash away all addictions
Where does it come from
But what about me
Always more and more
Finally, liberation
Well who said that
Where the water flows and swirls
Who sees
Turning mountains and waters can't turn out of self
I can't see it all
Can't see the vastness
In August, Feng Control was anxious and uneasy, his life was confused and boring, and he listened to his spring-like singing in the quiet late night, smoothing the dust in his heart and refreshing. The more people's desires, the more irritable and anxious, the desolation of life, shrouded in light.
Music is like flowing water, washing away the vulgar dust in the depths of the soul, waiting for the morning breeze to blow...
