Beijing Youth Week:
Liuhua
Author: Beijing Youth Weekly August 30, 2004
There is a multi-first CD in the computer hard drive. Every time I listen, I have to choose all play. I have not to go to sleep every time, I don't have anything tonight. I have heard it from behind, I suddenly hear "flower room girl". The tea on the table is cold, and the mosquitoes will no longer fly, because Cui Jian is singing:
I have walked over you alone, because there is something to say to you - how long did I listen to Cui Jian? I can't remember myself, I even forgot to have his songs in the computer. He didn't seem to have any new albums in these years, and stayed in the ages I like. I always thought that my favorite is his "rock on the new long stroke road", once in Beijing's JJ Dovel, suddenly heard it after a hypnotic wild wild, touched, suddenly From the low-level taste, all the people around me became my friend, especially when the small trumpet blows, it seems that someone has smashed the lungs and lungs of your heat, and the red flag is shaking, I In the dark, the neck is singing, shouting, I am growing away from the youth. When I heard the song, I thought that my youth has been far away. In fact, youth will soon you can grab your youth's tail, but I don't understand these, run all day, day long Big. Now I want to come, I know this kind of understanding, in ancient times, there is a special poem to describe, the teenager does not know the taste, for the new words strongly. Until at this moment, sitting in a quiet sunlight, I know that my favorite or "Hua Fang Girl", this is the most tender love song of Cui Jian, I have to zoom in the volume, but I will come, many blue The picture appears under the light, I am trying to get it, trying to get a clear understanding, because I have forgotten, who is touched for who? Let me think about it, she is here, I think it is a little, I think it is. But from when, we started nostalgia? We even rely on nostalgic to write long-short column articles, replaced them into one hundred and two bills, money is not what we have, but it has been sold, no one will belong to himself. After listening to the girl of Cui Jian, I came to the United States after listening to me. I have lived in a small city that I have never heard of it. One day, I received a photo of her sister, it was a photo. The three children were lying together. I actually gave birth to a trick, I really want to praise her is a hero mother, but I can't export, I am Years, we have become unfamiliar, strange can't knew.
