Songs, articles and poems praising Vae.

There are many worlds in the world, and there are three rivers under extreme pressure. Good scenery is also hidden in the temple, and handsome students write and smoke. Xu Datian is self-styled, and Songshan is not necessarily pitiful. Good times meet good days, and handsome guys turn back into immortals. Xu Gong wrote Huai Su's book, and Song Shan's staff took a break. Good scenery and good days meet, and handsome strategist Lu Qianhu welcomes him. In Xu Sheng's dream, Song Yunxian's younger brother Ji Baiyun. I began to laugh with joy. The handsome man was an ancient hero. Article 20 1 1 The world needs you. A perfect composition written by Shandong candidates for Vae is shared with: a song and a memory. I accidentally walked into your memory, like to put on headphones and listen to that Vae quietly. From now on, I can't live without you. -Inscription. The world needs you because you are an angel of music. You spread the wings of music, lingering in our ears and soothing our sadness. The beautiful past, the agreement of self-abandonment, is mixed with your singing, such as cherry blossoms flying, such as falling in love. Listen gently and savor carefully: it rains in succession during the Qingming period, and chrysanthemums are folded to send thoughts; Broken bridge flying snow, Bai Causeway willow curtain; Pink stationery, full of thoughts; If at that time, the red rain poured down; Half-city smoke and sand, Jin Ge iron horse; Why not, melt the glaciers; Gray head, falling into the air. Your music is full of memories, and the truest joys and sorrows are buried in yesterday. Your music is full of sadness. If life is like the first time, there is no need to be sad when you leave. A moth to the fire, a person's travel, seems to be a helpless choice. You use music to write youth as soon as possible, you use music to tell the most beautiful wounds of your school days, and our world has had you since then. The world needs you because you are a psychiatrist. You should have picked up a scalpel to save lives, but you cured us with music. You tell us, I make my changes, why bother; You told us that you can pretend to be a couple without wearing a couple's clothes; You tell us, if you love, please love deeply; You told us that I want to hold your hand and escape from this planet; You tell us that a strand of hair is a lifetime's wealth; You told us that after several years of spring and autumn together, we realized that love is not a pursuit of possession; You told us that rose's funeral buried you deeply in love; You told us that flowers bloom and fall, and reincarnation has no result; You told us that love flowing slowly is endless; You tell us how smart you are and how stupid I love you; You told us that only by loving you, your voice is the driving force for happiness; You told us ... you occupy half of our souls. You always listen to your voice unconsciously when you sleep. Our world needs you. The world needs you, because it will cool down without you. You are like the clear Luzhou moon in the night sky, deeply branded in our hearts, pointing out the direction for us who are lost; I like your charming fireworks smile, saying that fireworks are easy to get cold, but you are lonely and brilliant, warming our tomorrow; I like listening to your snowflake ballads, like going back in time, sleeping in my mother's arms and enjoying this long-lost happiness quietly. You are a "bad boy" and bear this change alone, because you know "truth or hypocrisy, self-knowledge of warmth and coldness" and our world cannot live without you. The world without you seems to be the end of the world. The world needs you because you are an invisible landscape. You "lurk" in the network, keeping the mystery of "hiding half of her face behind her guitar from us", and writing exciting songs with your low profile. You have been clapping for us not far away, but you are not accepted by the so-called "orthodoxy". You "break the ice", sign seaweed, parachute into China, sign albums, go to the screen and exercise yourself. We finally saw your beautiful scenery. I looked for you for thousands of times, and you were there in the dim light. You are the most beautiful scenery in our hearts, and our world can't live without you. Your musical talent is amazing, and your low profile is admirable. This high-profile world needs you to cool down. You said that our love is a serious waste of life. You said, there should be something, and there should be nothing. I hope you are our baby and never leave our world.