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Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.

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    "IdDoAnythingForLove" sung by MeatLoaf.  The wind in the fallen leaves seems to hear something, the endless high sky, penetrating through, and passing through, a vast space of time, the fallen leaves in the palm, lightly tossing them, stepping out, "Don't wait for me?" disappearing in the crowd.  Flickering and appearing, sometimes near and sometimes far away, the music of both hands keeps spinning, time stops, silence kills, chapters, songs  "ReadEmAndWeep" sung by MeatLoaf.  Watch the world without saying a word, watch the emotions without moving, watch the sound of life held in the palm of your hand!  The fallen leaves are full of emotions, and the quiet love is silent. The sky is silent, and the world is silent. The golden wind and jade dew meet, and they beat countless people in the world. The more transparent there is, the greater the pain. A person carries a long string of longings, passing through  The wind blows on the street, the street is deserted, only the hoarse voices in my ears, a longing for you who will never appear  "SomebodyToLove" sung by Queen.  At this time, the sky and the earth are ablaze with colors. The snow here has various colors, unlike the white snow that needs to be purified in the world. Standing with your hands behind your back, you stand quietly in the snow.  Looking at the snow world as if it were something otherworldly, "What do you remember?" Are you also looking for it with me?  That kind of dream that lasts until old age, my love is born because of you, my love is crazy because of you  "OneYearOfLove" sung by Queen.  How poignant this song must be. Seeing the years go by, I express my love letters and ambitions against the sky, and my idle pen is the color of spring. Irrespective of the common people, the imagination is unconstrained. The seventeen-year-old Yingtian is radiating the ambition of the wind and clouds. The dragon sings and walks leisurely, the color of autumn is supported by the sky.  The clouds are dancing and the catkins are flying, the sun is blowing and the moon is blowing in the mountains, alas!  I love to scribble, my appearance is quiet, but my heart is even colder. It rains, and it looks wet outside. I keep waiting, and everything that should have changed in such a depressing place has changed.  "What I'm Thinking" was sung by Yu Chengqing.  I remember introducing this song by Yu Chengqing in music class to explain one of the diversity of his music.  As a fledgling, he has already demonstrated his extraordinary talent in music. Unfortunately, his more talented works are not popular. The situation is exactly the same as that of Luo Hongwu and Zhang Hongliang. His unique style of music was not recognized at the time.  I have heard of literati or philosophers who surpassed their contemporaries. They did not write for their contemporaries, but they were dreams to be carried forward in the future.  "Three States of Lovesickness" was sung by Zhang Hongliang.  The computer at home was unable to access the Internet, and I muttered to myself on a broken laptop at the sub-store at night. I felt the brokenness in my consciousness and became quieter. In addition to chattering about words, I pursued the trapped beast that only a madman could feel, and finally had to admit it.  , people are destined to be ridiculed passers-by, look away?  Relieved?  When I was most depressed, you, who was as beautiful as a fairy, finally made me feel like my first love.  "Su San Qi Jie" was composed and sung by Zhou Zhiping.  Shaking his head, always self-righteous, passionate, inner world, standing at the peak, looking down for a long time, looking at the boundary breaking, covering the sky with one hand, the alienation of the universe, the vast time is also very long, love  And love, eternal time, eternal emergence, a poem, a poem in the sky, fell into the eternal time, the eternal time, the unconscious sadness evolved into classics, and the template of sadness became a tragic epic.
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