I myself, if I had to say that I have been listening to it lately
Then Liang Bo's "Appear and Leave"!
Appear and Leave (Live) - Liang Bo
Word: Liang Bo
Music: Liang Bo
Arrangement: Liang Bo
Music Director: Tan Yizhe @TYZ
Remixing: Lin Mengyang
Irish Bagpipes: Eric Rigler
Drummer: Qi Dawei
Beth: Du Dapeng
Keyboard: Zhang Xiaoheng
Guitar: Misha Kalinin
Harmony: Akiko/Lee Joon-chau
Instrumental Technician: Yu Lei
Tuning: Yang Guang
Me and you should have been
Each is good, each is bad
The ease of their respective lives
Unrelated existence
Until you show up
I couldn't hide from it
I also occupy the sea of your heart
Fill your blanks
Why appear in each other's lives and leave again
Only a deep and shallow confession is left in the heart
No one thought to change it again
No one ever thought about coming back
Oh I don't understand
Me and you shouldn't
Create feelings and express love
Test the unknown and the future
Believe that nonsense
When the sky darkens
When the surroundings were quiet again
When I suddenly woke up in a dream
Just wait for the sun to come out
We hugged each other
The head is not lifted either
Because I don't want to say goodbye
Just leave quietly
You don't have to say it seriously
How much I can't wait for you
Every future
There are people in it
Then you don't need to sigh
I don't want to linger
Because no one ever thought to change it again
Especially the line in the lyrics – "Every future has someone"
A realistic portrayal of reality.
Even if you leave and disappear into my world, someone will appear in every future!
Zhihu Gaozan replied:
Li Zongsheng's "Song to Myself", as soon as he opened his mouth, he was in debt for more than forty years.
Think but can't get, what do you want to live?
The reluctance of the house, only to talk to the past.
By the time you discover that time is a thief, it has already stolen your options.
Love is nothing more than a high fever, and thoughts are followed by a cough that can't be better.
It is unforgivable, but it cannot be stopped,
Hate is meant to climb over the wall at night. It's empty,
But it's buzzing, who puts a cold gun in your heart.
The vows of old love are like a slap in the face,
Whenever you remember a sentence, you get a slap,
And then I couldn't smell it for years.
Can't smell the fragrance of women.
The past is not like smoke, and it is not a virtue to remember the past in love.
Unfortunately, love is not like writing songs, and no matter how serious it is, it cannot become a style.
I asked you who you've ever seen missed, whether you're a repeat offender or have never been convicted.
All I know is the long-standing part, and I have never seen the long-standing part.
Years you don't rush, I don't push when it comes.
I should give back, I should give.
Don't rush the years, I don't chase away, I just want to find out the reason.
Who can tell me what it is.
His love was buried in his heart and smoothed out, and after a few years, there was still a residual power.
I used to listen to "The Hill",
I think that "no one is waiting for people to cross the mountains" is too lonely,
Listen to "Song to Yourself" now,
Only to understand that in fact, the most cruel way to cross the mountains without thinking.
Such an old man with a rough beard,
Tell you the hippie smile of the past,
Only those who have experienced him firsthand understand how good he is.
Author: tmp001
In addition, some authors say that it is Dai Tsuen's "Wukong", I have to say that as soon as this song came out, the lyrics were amazing, and the world was shocked!
"Wukong" moon splash galaxy, long road, wind and smoke, solo shadow Shan Shan; who called me extraordinary, who let me love and hate dilemma, to the end, liver and intestines cut off.
The illusory world is empty, the grievances are silent, the enlightenment is lost, the six dusts do not change; and the anger and sorrow and madness are whether people are ghosts or monsters, but they have demonic debts in their hearts.
Shout out the Buddha, turn back to the shoreless, kneel a person as a teacher, life and death have nothing to do with life and death; good and evil floating in the world of true and false worlds, the dust is scattered and scattered, it is difficult to break!
What use do I want this iron rod to be, what about I have this change; still uneasy, still sad, with the golden hoop on the head, wanting to say goodbye.
I want this iron rod drunken dancing demon, I have this change and confusion; stepping on the spirit of the sky, wanton and reckless, the world is evil and dangerous, and it is impossible to escape after all.
Wake up too late! This stick has long been extinguished...
Author: Guan Shan is difficult to cross