Original source: http://forum.bjradio.cn/dispbbs.asp? BoardId = 103 & id = 469210 & Page = 1 Related Links: http://www.zheteng.com/life 's A Struggle (very classic)
Maybe, there is a loneliness night, you are sitting in the empty room, there is no thing in your life, you can grasp, you look at the train like a whistling, I passed from your head, take you I can't breathe, then, you want to listen to a song, this song is like which is from the corner of hell.
Then, you turn on the computer to find it, the sound is like a radio surrounded you, the colorful colors suddenly shot from the speaker, the world is bright, the dark devil is gone. You are warm and grateful, of course, you still cry, tears are not life-saving, but music is the soul of life.
This is what I listened to Song Ying Ting's "life's a struggle" feeling, this is another sleepy night, open the curtains, or black, black is a hidden wound color, any sin and pain can be in this color Easy to resolve, this is a beautiful color. I remembered a friend a long time to write on the letter: "Only in the night, I can breathe free breath." I have no chance to tell the friend again, I can breathe is a happy Things, many people can no longer breathe, death is too rapidly lightning, can draw a road between hell and heaven, you can go, no one knows that heaven and hell two What is the distance, I only know the middle of this road is human.
Fortunately, still listening to warm music in the world, stomach pain, as if every person writing text is a sign of stomach pain, stomach pain, the pain of the soul is found to be released.
There is a cat called spring, singing in the afternoon balcony, it and I listen to Song Ying's songs, we are all lonely souls.
Who is Song Ying Ting?
There will be a lot of people asking me, in fact, I have just contacted his songs soon, soon, I will make the sadness and real thing to move, all people who like him, say that he is a genius.
Genius, in this world like a pile of beasts with pointed teeth, they lurked around my life, when I ran out of time, I threaten me, to fight the ideals I want to be the same, their teeth are hurting like me. There are not many people who want to be different, they are hurting themselves.
The fork said that the genius did not surprise in addition to the suicide rate.
However, Song Ying Ting is an exception, he is sick.
Before he died in his life, he was as big as me, 23 years old.
In fact, I am causing him, I can die in the second birth year, I have always been my ideal, but I have no sixth sense to indicate that I want to die, and I have become a mediocrity and a homework man. It is estimated that if you really have a talented, it will let me live to one hundred years old.
Song is a genius, just like countless genius, he is discovered after death.
His mother discovered the lipped tape and lyrics in his trash can, a desperate voice, a lonely voice, a voice waiting for the dead.
Finally, there is only one CD, 19 songs that he own yourself. He uses the talented music equipment, you will make a word to make a song. If you have been lucky to hear people, you will understand that you will really understand. There is a kind of music, it is really comfortable. Song Ying Ting before dying, did not think about one day, he might share his music with people, so that pure voice will not do so, so sincere, then there is no commercial taste, just one Children, really a child waiting for the world's last day, he knows that he has bone cancer, he knows that he will die, he knows everything, so, he will sing, later, we have heard, he is dead All glory did not have to lying in the small box, his soul is painful, but it should be understood in death and music.
His song is a bit of sand, it seems to have a cold, it is very clear when he ventilated, but the lyrics are bitten very clear. Some people compare him and Zhou Jielun, can't ratio, I like it, one right hand, A left shoulder, their music is completely different, all the genius, the color of the color, loves everyone, is different, Jay Chou is still alive, can live and accept.
Song Yu Ting is also accepted, but that is because he is already a dead.
The mainstream will always be tolerant to the dead. If Song Yu Ting is still alive, then it may be an alternative thorn, may hurt the mainstream, the mainstream is sometimes only a woman who only wore a clothes in a lifetime, and anything I want to escape from her. The genius will hurt her genius. She will smile and kill them with smell, like a bug, and then throw a lot of corruption.
After death, we can pick up the genius, people who have died, no longer have the ability to hurt.
I distressed his pain, distressed him helpless, distressed that he is like a child, distressed his despair, of course, he will not want me, there is no relationship, there is no relationship, I just want to tell him, this world Because of his music, there will be many people love him. Unfortunately, so many people love him, he can't feel.
We love so much, only hidden in your own heart, give some people who will never hurt us, give some days, they can take the heart of this 10% true love, a little love , A group of love, a bunch of love.
And that child has always been a lucky child. He has not been happy for the world. He has been living in guilt and harm, and has been holding a double-edged knife in repeated cutting yourself and the world.
He wrote in the lyrics: "Dear God's great god, you can blame my idea too ignorant, but I am just a person." Look, he understands that he is just a person, so it is scarred.
Unfortunately, children who are not happy, sing in the song, my life is just for you, sing in the song, watching myself in the mirror, keep saying, this world is bored, so boring .
Don't doubt a boy, he is fragile and pure, this world is incompatible, in his eyes of his eyes are gray, (that is, there is a series of famous songs of his netizens on the Internet. Gray), the kind of ash is desperate, it is struggling, like water granules to be evaporated, but it is struggling in an instant. Song Yu Ting was only ninety years old when he was blocked by his friends, and then found himself with bone cancer. He suffered a suffering from the world and heaven, then start writing music, whenever I listen When I came to "Life's A Struggle", I could think of a shy self-closing boys, putting myself in a very simple small house, sang this song by my microphone.
He is the angel that makes the devil hurt, the puree angel, with gray eyes, has a pure white fingertips, walking in a long street, jumping on the street in a group of strange people, turning, singing, yourself play.
Later, the child who played alone made God took it away, the longer the back, the longer the back, the light as light as gray, and the moonlight is printed on the unknown street, and the moonlight is like water, and he can't wash his shadow.
I will always exist, sincere voice, warm and the same kind of similarity.
Our lips or have been pale but can't walk through which time and space can gently close the separation like a dead god banquet, and only the sound between the lonely lips ------------ ------------------
Life's a struggle lyrics Life 's a struggle.
Just, I opened my eyes, stepped into this world mother to give me life, now let me start with you, let me fear, in my eyes, everyone wears the mask to recall, is it a continuation of this continuation? I smoked, my lungs were black, just like the whole society was shrouded it. It was also black. I also told the fate cross. I think this is probably Human Nature Buddha's saying, troublesome Bodhi, I don't mention me, I hope to go back to my mother.
Mom is sorry, I often say you, you said that you regret that there is no abortion to break me every time I go home, let go of the heavy backpack, no one, only the taste of your perfume, I know, You have to work overtime that night, I opened the refrigerator to take a microwave food. Dan. Dad is drunk at two o'clock. I woke up from my sleep. I only heard that you are quarreling. I have no way to face the next day. Teacher He doesn't like me, I don't like the teacher, I hate the uniform. I hate the school's system I hate the face of the training, That's True, many people disdain my attitude, they say that I am too cool, I will not be cool. I arrested i don't give a fuck about what they want to say, but they don't have the right to take his standard to measure, I am dominant is my own, just how others think I still, I, love Women who have money only give Kaizi who don't know how to use the safety case, however, how much money is large, but if you don't bring it to death, you can loosen your hands?
** Life's A Struggle Day After tasting angered, how many questions do not have any few nights, painful trouble, you can't sleep ... ** Life's A Struggle still have to taste After joys and sorrow, how many questions do not have any problems in the Troubles EveryDay, how many nights have, painful, you can't sleep ...
The serious air of the court, I can't breathe, I am beginning to anti-provincial iron railing, I have a very different sight of the penalty. I don't see a short pencil. It is a prison diary. The beautiful outdoor landscape freedom is in their eyes is only a homemade weapon next to the pillow, so that someone sneak attacks. Some people suspect that some people who have left the family. Some people have a good job. 24 hours almost lying in bed, some people are mentally abnormal, because they can't stand
Three months like a long wait for the past, I have to face the three-year probation period. This is also good. The first time in life, I feel that happiness in my life is so unclear, I don't know, I don't know, next What happens to open the newspaper is also to see the fire murder and remember the photo of the unintentional discovery of a year. There is a nausea picture of the man's mobile phone. This is simply destroyed her image in my mind I can't forget the photo. How can I resist the smile in China, there is an uneasiness and fear of the chest, I keep listening to the painful voice roar.
** Life's A Struggle Day After tasting angered and sorrow, how many questions do not have the end of Troubles Everyday, how many nights have, painful, you can't sleep ...
** Life's A Struggle Day After tasting angered and sorrow, how many questions do not have the end of Troubles Everyday, how many nights have, painful, you can't sleep ...
Whether I go to Heaven, no matter where I went to the genus, no matter where I saw the human heart, IT's Kinda Funny only Money appearance in the eyes of people, but just want to help him smile. Who knows that it is a wolf heart dog lung friend to betray, because only one is liked to say that she says that she loves you, it is aware that she is nothing. She love is that the Ronghua weighing behind you is, you can be confused in you. Who is the enemy's visit to you, you may be your friend, you may have never been disappeared with you when you need to help.
Dear God, you can blame my idea too ignorant but I am just a person. I don't believe that people don't believe I don't ask me why I can only tell you that this is what my life is like a waves. Sometimes I sometimes tell myself. Strong Dynasty, I watched my eyes, I couldn't see the starry sky, but I can't easily in my heart, I can't get a quiet corner, I can't sleep, conscience seems to call me. Here: A few days, my mom has been facing you old, and he is only seeing to have a tear all day. He only sees himself. Hope is only to see the phone is that the voice of Dad is, but it is not difficult to imagine him at the time. I just heard that he had to have a grandmother in my mind, and I would like to fight for all crying. I have given up all crying. Because I have been used to indifferent living in ruthless reality? How to start? How to change your hand? When living in the mud, how can I wash my hands?
** Life's A Struggle Day After tasting an angry and sorrow, how many problems do not have any few days of doing Double Troubles Everyday, painful troubles, you can't fall asleep ...
