How can the dust cover the beauty, and the yellow is vast and the sky is beautiful. —GAI "Huaxia".
I love life full of thorns, and I see the ordinary shine into miracles. —Mao Buyi, "Sparks".
Youth is irretrievable water, disappearing between your fingers in a blink of an eye, wasting your strength, and regretting your efforts. —Crazy World
The bright moon is about to pluck water in the sky, and the dream is going to trek alone. —Silver Lin, "Pearl".
Running around with stars and moons, just for a window; When you get lost on the road, you can see the light. —Li Jian, "Stranger".
Maybe one day in the future, when you close your eyes, you will suddenly return to that golden year. At that time, the dream was still far away, and you and I were still young, thinking that we could touch the sky by tiptoeing. —Zhou Shen, "Unheard of Flower Names".
Which rose has no thorns, the best revenge is beauty, and the most beautiful bloom is counterattack. —Jolin Tsai, "Rose Boy".
borrow a midnight street dim light to illuminate the shadows on the bumpy road; Borrow an inch of 39 days of warm sun, melt this vast world is bitterly cold. —Mao Buyi "Borrow".
In fact, I know in my heart that it will always be far away. —Chen Huilin, "Falling in Love with a Person".
As long as I grow up, can I love you, you taught me to recognize love but not touch it, until I grow up, can I love, I can't control this heart, please accept it. —Twins, "As Long as I Grow Up."
Don't say that a woman's heart is a needle under the sea, you can't see it clearly, if you are that sea, I will hide it in your heart. —Chen Rui, "Women's Heart".
The hard work of not breaking up is like a kind of ruthlessness. —Xu Huaiyu.
I thought that when people were together, their hearts would be together, but I still love you all the time. —Huanzi.
Your love is a dream, but it hurts really. —Maggie Jiang, "I Know I'm Going to Cry".
If he always holds an umbrella for others, why don't you wait in the rain for him? —Liang Jingru, "Happy Breakup".
In this way, you have received what was missing you, and you have obtained it elsewhere. —Maggie Jiang, "Love Letter That Year".
Hold on to the withered rose in the Lord's hand and taste the tears you give. —Jiang Yuyang, "Heartache".
You can see the words I left on the screen, but you can't see the tears I drip on the keyboard. —Zheng Yuan, "I Used to Love You".
Lonely Fang appreciates herself the most heart-wrenching. —Anita Mui, "Woman Flower".
If life ends here, without me from now on, I will find an angel to love you for me. —Xu Yuteng, "Angel Wings".