曲，那旋律流动的每个音符都跳跃在你朴实的心坎上，舒缓而怜人，难以割舍的情感便一次次强烈地撞击着我们心灵的天空。 当时光流逝成水，当往事淡泊成轻烟，当桑田变成沧海，青史册上会留存我们不曾署名的辛苦，汗水浸透过的日月里有我们装威抢修过久远的真迹依旧吐露芬芳。或 Qu, that melody of the flow of each note are jumping in your simple heart, soothing and pity, it is difficult to break away the emotion will once again strongly hit the sky of our hearts. At that time, the passage of time into water, when indifferent to light smoke, when Kuwatu became a sea, the history of the world would retain the hard work we have not signed. The sweat-soaked sun and the moon have our prestige loopholes repaired long ago still revealing fragrance. or