This is a very old song , I love it as I'm in middle school.
Name——"these flowers",it's not only for the lovers but also for the friends.
I used to have a street performance at my age 15, on Saint Valentine's Day .
With 3 of my friends , an unprofessional perform, we just love music .
At first , two want to have a performance in public ,then the other join so it become three(let me call them as --- K , V and X) .
They can't find the vox , but they didn't want to sing neither, so....They ask me to...-_-|||.....
At first I refused , even though I love the music , but to have a perform in public is too crazy !
But , some unexpected thing happen . We suddenly know that V was suffering from a very serious disease , it's late gastric cancer ,at that time, he could hardly eat anything . But he never told us before.
K,X and I can do nothing ,but we begin preparing the perform .
Before long , on 14/02 , we four youngs have this street performance , simple begin , then continue ...
I was tense at first , also fear about the eyes of passer-by , my voice is not as normal .
But later I forget the tension , we just want to sing what we want .
We finished up with this song —— ¡Ô Æáº³²ÖÑ» ¡Õ, I still remenber my feeling when singing it ......
For our forever friendship.
V was gone after 2 weeks.
Many things are out of our controls, like death.
I never treat this as a tragedy .
I still remenber we were so happy that day , It's enough.
And if now I run back that day , I know I will do it again .
This is MV of ¡Ô Æáº³²ÖÑ» ¡Õby ç÷瑋û
I translate the Chinese lyric into English , unprofessional translation , sorry...-_- , but I think you can understand it .
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That some of the laughter reminds me these flowers ,
which quietly open in every corner of my life .
I used to believe that I will stay by her side forever ,
But today , we have to leave apart and can't see each other through the crowd .
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Maybe the flowers have withered , and where are they now ...
We are just on our way towards the end of the world ...
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lalalalala.....miss her....
lalalalala.....did she still open...
lalalalala.....just gone...
They have been blown away and fall under the end of the world...
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There are some stories not being finished , just forget it...
Those feelings in the months and years have been hard to distinguish true or false .
Now here is overgrown with weeds , here is no flowers again.
But fortunately , we used to own all seasons of each other.
她ÐîÅÔϷλ吧她Ðîºß哪ΣÒà
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Maybe the flowers have withered , and where are they now ...
We are just on our way towards the end of the world ...
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啦啦啦啦啦啦啦啦¡¤她´Ôºß³«嗎
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lalalalala.....miss her....
lalalalala.....did she still open...
lalalalala.....just gone...
They have been blown away and fall under the end of the world...
where have all the flowers gone
where the flowers gone
where have all the young girls gone
where have all they gone
where have all the young men gone
where have the sodiers gone
where have all the graveryards gone
where did they all gone
她ÐîÅÔϷλ吧她Ðîºß哪ΣÒà
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Maybe the flowers have withered , and where are they now ...
We are just on our way towards the end of the world ...
Those precious things in our life, just like these flowers .
Open, wither, rebirth ...
The only thing that didn't change is the deeply touching they leave to me.
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