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The following are the lyrics of different versions of " Wish ": - In 1996, the four girls sang the version: " The lake is your eyes, and your dreams are filled with stars. The mood is a legend, waiting for eternity." - Mu Zhen's version: " I want to use the colorful clouds on the horizon to cut into a beautiful petal and let it be filled with my thoughts. Crossing the vast grassland, I want to turn the distant expectation into the warmth of a fragrant powder, let it enter your heart and listen to my thousands of words. The clouds are my heart, the wind is my call, under the moonlight I fill the horse milk wine, tonight I only wait to see you in my dreams." - Xin Sheng Class 1's version: " It's 5:30 in the morning. You haven't slept on the hot sheets yet. I'm sleepy and grumbling about the hot breakfast. The street lights are still on, but it's darker than the night. I'm warm in your arms, but I don't understand your coldness. I don't want to hear you and feel that you walk slowly. You use a smile to hide your heart…making you proud is my greatest wish." - [Ye Cui's Singing Version: No lyrics found.] - The lyrics from Distance: " I made a wish in the spring, holding a bouquet of roses to meet you, so that the pace of walking slowed down time, and I could spend more time alone with you." I made a wish in the summer, the waves and the beach tell of love, I am willing to be a lighthouse to welcome you to shore, let the sea breeze blow away your weariness. I made a wish in autumn, the quiet night let go of my longing, you and I set off from the two ends of the crescent moon, smiling and walking out of the most beautiful arc. I made a wish in the winter. The snowflakes danced only for the gorgeous plum blossoms, just like the pine tree that stood upright without fear of the cold, and the wind and snow were still laughing and smiling. I have the same wish in spring, summer, autumn, and winter. You are my deep love. Where are you, my beloved? I'll wait for you year after year."

Once you've loved, you won't regret it What's there to regret? From now on, when I mention your name I can also talk and laugh Thinking of being together The quarrels and laughter are all from the heart Love has more than one definition There's no regret even if you miss it As long as the answer is good Don't look back, it's too hard to look back You have to be brave I owe you in this life If the next life can continue And spend my whole life searching for you Late at night, the lonely flight landed Dragging a person's luggage Memories from a strange city The you in the scene is unreachable too familiar Traces of love was so clear So I stand here Searching for your breath justifiable Can't leave is a habit No regrets, learn to let go Can't let go of the love Stop pestering Don't deliberately think about it The romance we once had very natural I can also pretend to be very simple Tomorrow in your eyes for me It's too vague and too far away The novel " Dream Chaser's Half Dream Residence " is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass and green sky. The evening breeze blew the willows and the flute was still playing, and the sun was setting beyond the mountains. At the edge of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of the acquaintances are scattered. A ladle of turbid wine to finish the rest of the joy, tonight farewell dream cold. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the fragrant grass and green sky. I ask you when you will come back. Don't linger when you come back. At the edge of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of the acquaintances are scattered. It is rare to have happy gatherings in life, but there are many parting. "Luo Han's Lyric Collection" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

The emperor of the Han Dynasty valued beauty and wanted to destroy the country. He had been in the imperial palace for many years and could not find it. The Yang family had a daughter who had just grown up and was raised in a boudoir. No one knew her. A natural beauty is hard to give up, and once she is chosen to be beside the king. Looking back at her, she smiled and gave birth to a hundred beauties. The six palaces had no color. In the cold spring, he was given a bath in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water flowed smoothly to wash the coagulated fat. The servant helped her up, but she was too weak to do so. This was the time when she had just received grace. Cloud hair, flowers, gold steps shake, hibiscus tent warm spring night. Spring nights are short and the sun rises high. From then on, kings don't go to court early. There is no leisure time to entertain guests, spring from spring outing night to night. There were 3,000 beauties in the harem, and 3,000 people were doted on. In the golden house she make-up into a delicate servant at night, in the jade tower banquet drunk and spring. Sisters and brothers are listed in the land, and the poor glory is born in the door. Therefore, the hearts of parents in the world are not born again, but born again. Li Palace high into the blue clouds, fairy music blowing everywhere. Slow singing and dancing, music and dance, all day long the king can not see enough. The drums of the fisherman's sun shook the earth, breaking the song of the rainbow dress and feather dress. Smoke and dust rose from the nine watchtowers, and thousands of chariots and horses marched southwest. Cuihua swayed and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital gate. The six armies could not do anything but turn around and die in front of their horses. The mother-of-pearl fell to the ground and no one collected it, and the jade hairpin was decorated with golden sparrows. The king covered his face and could not save him. He looked back and saw blood and tears flowing. The yellow dust scattered in the wind, and the cloud stack lingered on the Sword Pavilion. At the foot of Mount Emei, few people walked. The flags were dim and the sun was thin. The water of the Shu River is green and green, and the mountains are green. The Lord is in love day and night. The palace saw the moon sad face, night rain heard the sound of the bell heartbroken. Heaven and earth spin back to the dragon ride, here hesitant can not go. In the mud at the foot of Mawei Slope, I can't see where Yuyan died. The monarch and his subjects looked at each other and wiped their clothes. They looked east at the capital gate and rode back. Return to the pool garden is still the same, too liquid lotus Weiyang willow. Hibiscus like face, willow like eyebrows, how can this not shed tears? Peach and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, and the leaves of the parasol tree fall in the autumn rain. There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves on the steps are red and not swept away. The disciples of the pear garden have new white hair, and the green E of the supervisor of the pepper house is old. In the evening hall fireflies fly and think quietly, and the lonely lamp is lit up, but I can't sleep. Bells and drums have been playing for a long time, and the stars are shining in the sky. Mandarin duck tile cold frost heavy, jade quilt cold who to share. Long life and death have been separated for many years, and the soul has never come to dream. Linqiong Taoist priest Hongdu guest, can use sincerity to attract the soul. In order to move the king's wandering thoughts, he taught the alchemist to look for it diligently. Empty the sky, control the qi, run like lightning, ascend to the sky, enter the earth, search everywhere. Up to the blue sky and down to the underworld, the two places are vast and invisible. Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain was in the void. The pavilion is exquisite and beautiful, and there are many fairies in it. Among them, there was a man named Taizhen, with snow-white skin and beautiful appearance. Jin Que West Chamber knocked on the jade door, turned to teach Xiaoyu to report double success. I heard that the emperor of the Han Dynasty sent an envoy. I dreamed in Jiuhua account that my soul was frightened. Pulling up his clothes and pushing his pillow, he stood up and paced back and forth, and the pearl chaff and silver screen spread out. His hair was half-clouded, and he had just gone to bed. The crown of his flower was not neat. The wind blew the fairy's sleeves and fluttered them, just like the dance of colorful clothes. Her face was pale and lonely, and her tears dried up. A pear flower in spring brought rain. I look at the king with affection, and the sound and appearance of parting are vague. In Zhaoyang Hall, love is cut off, and the sun and moon in Penglai Palace are long. Looking back down at the world, I saw no dust in Chang 'an. I only took the old things to express my deep feelings, and put them together with the golden hairpin to send them away. The hairpin is left with a fan, and the hairpin is broken with gold and divided into mother-of-pearl. But the heart of enlightenment is as strong as gold, and heaven and earth will meet. Parting diligent re-sent words, words have vowed to know both hearts. On the seventh day of the seventh month, in the Temple of Immortals, when no one was whispering in the middle of the night. In heaven, I wish to be a pair of lovebirds, on earth, I wish to be a pair of branches. As long as the world lasts, there will be an end to it, and this regret will never end. The novel "Song of Everlasting Sorrow: Morning and Evening" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

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The July wind is lazy Even the clouds are getting hot After a while, the sky is stuffy After a rain, it rained Woo yeah The temperature climbed to the point where it was unbearable I simply closed my eyes Let imagination change the scene at will The two of us take a walk together My face is also gently pressed against your chest hear the heartbeat I care that I am as hot as the weather I will always remember the summer wind Say clearly that you love me I see your cool smile There are times when I'm shy The summer wind is blowing warmly Through the hair, through the ears You and my summer breeze are talking softly The gentle and lazy sea breeze blows to the high mountains The warm wind of the mountain blows my mountain peak The gentle and lazy sea breeze blows to the high mountains The warm wind, the wind of the mountain, makes me wait The gentle and lazy sea breeze blows to the high mountains The warm wind, the wind of the mountain, makes me wait why aren't you in Asking if you will come back soon The scene of two people taking a walk together My face is also gently pressed against your chest hear the heartbeat I care that I am as hot as the weather I will always remember the summer wind Say clearly that you love me I see your cool smile There are times when I'm shy The summer wind is blowing warmly Through the hair, through the ears You and my summer breeze are talking softly The summer wind says you love me There are times when smiles are shy The summer wind is blowing warmly Through the hair, through the ears You and my summer breeze are talking softly " Hugging You in the Wind of the City " was equally exciting. Everyone was welcome to click and read it!

There were different versions of " Flowers of the Motherland." The following were the lyrics written and composed by Zhang Zhiyuan, and the lyrics of the version sung by Good Boys: We are the flowers of our motherland, singing songs under the sun Look at our happy life, like the colorful flowers We are the flowers of our motherland, please take good care of me Like loving the vastness of mountains and rivers, and beautiful rivers The morning sun shines on me, the afternoon dew moistens me The evening breeze caresses me, growing up every day is happy We are the flowers of our motherland, singing songs under the sun Look at our happy life, like the colorful flowers We are the flowers of our motherland, please take good care of me Like loving the vastness of mountains and rivers, and beautiful rivers The years of youth are like a song, the color of youth is red like fire The dreams of youth are remembered in my heart, and the memories of youth do not fade We are the flowers of our motherland, singing songs under the sun Look at our happy life, like the colorful flowers We are the flowers of our motherland, please take good care of me Like loving the vastness of mountains and rivers, and beautiful rivers We are the flowers of our motherland, singing songs under the sun Look at our happy life, like the colorful flowers We are the flowers of our motherland, please take good care of me The novel " Flower in the Heart " is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!

The following are some of the lyrics of " Teenage Dream ": - Dicky Zhang's Singing Version: The printed version of the complete lyrics was not found. - Qu Ruiqiang's version: "When I was young, I looked forward to the passing of time in the blink of an eye. I had a wish in my heart to challenge him in the distance. Like the stars appear, painting the sky flying shining, success or failure I do not have to worry about, riding a whip horse. I remember that I once wanted to surpass the crowd, so naturally I would like to go to the end of the world to travel all over the foreign land, rush to the sky, and soar in the storm. Only who will accompany me to climb the danger and who will accompany me. My dreams of the past, like epiphyllum, suddenly appeared, I woke up speechless, looking forward to a new beginning. Like crashing waves, like surging tides crossing the other shore, I don't have to be surprised in front of me, I don't have to fear unpredictable changes. I remember back then, I was determined to surpass the crowd. Naturally, I was willing to go to the ends of the world to travel through foreign lands, rush to the sky, and soar against the storm. Only those who will accompany me to climb the dangers will accompany me." - Xu Fukai's version: " No matter how bad the road to success is, no matter how the wind and rain beat Ruan An, no matter how the process changes, no matter what the outcome will be, it doesn't matter if you fail or not. Young man, quickly carry your dream and walk step by step. I don't care what others think of me. I just work hard to do what you think. My heart is moving forward and creating a good reputation. I don't care if the wind is blowing in front of me, I will work hard to make you see, no matter if the mountain will collapse or the sea will dry up, I will stand here and sing my song. No matter how bad the road to success is, no matter how the wind and rain beat Ruan An, no matter how the process changes, no matter what the outcome will be, it doesn't matter if you fail or not. Young man, quickly carry your ideal dream and walk step by step. I don't care what others think of me. I just work hard to do what you think. My heart is moving forward and creating a good reputation. I don't care if the wind is blowing in front of me, I will work hard to make you see it. I don't care if the mountain will collapse or the sea will dry up. I will stand here. I don't care how others think of me. I will work hard to make you see it. My heart will move forward and create a good reputation. I don't care if the wind is blowing in front of me, I will definitely work hard to make you see it. I don't care if the mountains will collapse or the sea will dry up. I will stand here and sing my song." As the printed version of the complete lyrics of Dicky Zhang's singing version of "Teenage Dream", as well as the lyrics of Guangdong Rain God's "Water Mountain Teenage Dream" and the stage related songs of the Times Youth Group's "Dream", only the above content can be provided. The novel " The Lost Seventeen " is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to read it!

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The circle formed a fingerprint, imprinted on my lips, and the bitter hickey of memory was the root of a tree. The luxuriant spring and autumn covered the dusk, leaving me alone in the cold night to wait for the morning. The most poisonous hatred in the world is fate but not fate. Unfortunately, you never felt sorry for my stupidity. The youth overgrown with weeds was peaceful. The growth rings accompanied me instead of you. "Luo Han's Lyric Collection" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!