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Standing in the center of the stage, watching the turbulent crowd in front of you, it filled the entire Rockefeller Plaza and spread out radioactively along the surrounding streets, like a vast ocean. At this moment, the world is so big, but It's so small, it seems that both feet are standing in the center of the entire universe.
"Heather and I have an agreement that we will not give up." The smile on Lan Li's mouth rose up, like a sprout on the treetop, embracing the spring sunshine, quietly blooming.
They had agreed to each other, she would not give up her dream, nor would he give up on him; she would not give up fighting and hard work, nor would he give up moving on; she would not give up the meaning of life, nor would he Give up chasing hope. This is the secret between Heather and Lan Li, and also the secret between Chu Jiashu and Lan Li, a secret that crosses time and space.
"Heather kept her promise, now it's my turn." Lan Li chuckled and said briskly. The faint sadness slowly settled in his heart, and he picked up the hope of life again, "So, I stand. I am here to fulfill my promise. Heather Cross is my friend. Apart from me, I don’t think anyone here knows her; however, I hope she can become a beginning, one that attracts more people’s attention. The beginning of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis."
Opening his mouth slightly, Lan Li tried to say something more, but the words were too pale and weak to express one ten thousandth of his inner emotions; he was a little embarrassed.
So Lan Li turned around, came to the sofa, picked up the guitar, sat on the high stool, and meticulously adjusted the height of the microphone stand, and adjusted the strings unhurriedly. The unprecedented concentration, let The entire Rockefeller Plaza was quiet, and there was no sound. Even the falling sunlight slowed down, as if you could hear the gurgling sound of time.
The whole world is quiet.
The slender fingertips gently outline the strings, without extra accompaniment, relying only on a guitar, the clear and translucent strings are like ding-dong spring water, walking through the heat and restlessness of summer, as if you can watch When each of them flapped their wings, they danced up and down between the staffs written in the golden sun spectrum, slammed lightly and forcefully on the chest, making a muffled sound.
The gentle and quiet tune is so unfamiliar, unfamiliar that has never been heard before; yet so touching, the warmth and sorrow that comes from whispering, flying in the fingertips. Inexplicably, a faint sourness appeared on the tip of the tongue, like a stone falling from a lake, rippled gently, spreading slowly and slowly.
"Should I stay? Are there any hints, or did I ignore it? Can I reach out to cover you and cause endless harm? When the world is quiet, we see the glory. There are some things we once possessed, but we will finally leave."
The mellow voice was humming softly, the hoarseness deep in the throat outlined the sadness and loneliness in the singing, and the cautious fragility permeated between the lyrics.
Before I realized it, tears had blurred my vision, never falling, never crying, everything was so calm and gentle, like a quiet night, looking up at the sky full of stars, sighing the greatness of nature, and marveling My own insignificance, but the language and emotions have lost their original meaning, just quietly appreciating the magnificent and magnificent universe, quietly touching the pulse of the earth.
Birth, old age, sickness and death are an eternal topic in life. Everyone must learn. No one can escape, but no one can comprehend. Among all the beings, among the vast sea of people, life is so small, and a journey is over before it can start, and it’s a matter of being caught off guard. Parting, no one can comprehend.
Moved and sad, like smoke and poetry.
"If they say, who cares if another light goes out, under the sky of billions of stars, it is flickering and blinking constantly; who cares about the end of someone's time, if we are nothing but a drop in the ocean, we hurry, hurry; who will Care if another light goes out, yes, I care."
The reincarnation of life and death, at the moment of birth, the end is already doomed, and parting will eventually come, and no one can make an exception. Therefore, everyone is working hard, bursting out in the limited journey, proving that they have ever existed, and leaving their own traces in this world. However, not everyone can do it.
Every day life is born, and every day life is gone. However, only a very small part is the dazzling superstar in the night sky, and all the others are faint and small rays, ordinary, ordinary, mediocre rays, their disappearance, whether anyone really cares What?
"Yes, I care."
The calm and indifferent voice revealed a trace of loneliness and helplessness, falling sparsely into Lan Li’s sparse eyebrows, as if the whole world had stopped forever at that moment, and that insignificant light disappeared. For a moment, the moment that no one cared about completely overturned his world, falling apart and shattered. The heavy pain can never be repaired.
Finally, the eye sockets could no longer bear the weight of the teardrops. The hot tears slipped down, wet their cheeks, and burned the fingertips. Jennifer Lawrence lowered her head in embarrassment, and firmly covered her mouth with her right hand, leaving all the voices behind. He was in his chest, but tears completely broke, and his right hand trembled uncontrollably.
Paul, who was standing next to him, handed a handkerchief, and Jennifer took it in a panic. She tried to express her gratitude, but the choking voice only made a vague syllable. All the defenses and all the armor all over her body were removed, and then her hands were covered He stayed on his cheeks and plunged into darkness completely.
Who cares if another light goes out? Yes, she cares too.
It is because of caring, so timid, so flustered, so silent, refuse to open up, refuse to exchange ideas, and refuse to hurt each other. The musical notes, the melody of the fault, gently fell in the heart, but left an indelible mark.
"Reminiscences of the past, detached from reality, unable to stand; in the kitchen, an empty chair, extra space. Oh, you are furious, of course, this is unfair; just because you can't see it doesn't mean that he doesn't exist. "
In a trance, Tessa Breeden once again returned to the "One Man Concert" in February, the concert dedicated to Don Quixote and Heather Cross, and Lan Li was just quiet. Standing on the stage, singing to your heart's content, chasing dreams, embracing freedom, running barefoot, like a child.
But Heather left. Just left, caught off guard.
At this time, looking back at the hustle and bustle of February, the winning speech at the Grammy Awards, the tough response in the "hype gate", the emotions above the Oscars...the anger, the sighs, the indifference , Everything, everything became clear, until now, Tessa really realized what the young master experienced and what he was carrying.
More than just a "Don Quixote".
Unprecedented, Tessa really saw the soul under the skin.
Tessa never hides that she pays attention to Lan Li because of his appearance. At the Toronto Film Festival, she likes men like this. They are not handsome and enviable, but they always have an eye-catching look. Temperament; but now, Tessa is truly in love with this man, in the way fans treat idols, she is deeply in love with the man standing on the stage, he hummed softly "Yes, I care ".
Tessa's eyes were full of tears, but she couldn't help but began to fly, soaring high above Manhattan, soaring in the wind. At this moment, she also became Heather Cross, she also became an insignificant light, and she also became every Don Quixote who worked hard for her dream.
"If they said, who cares if another light goes out, under the sky of billions of stars, it is flickering and blinking constantly; who cares about the end of someone's time, if we are only a drop in the ocean, we hurry, hurry; who will Care if another light goes out, yes, I care."
The sky full of stars spread out over Rockefeller Plaza, the brilliance and dazzling of billions of stars, thrilling, even the rising sun was eclipsed, that magnificent picture scroll constructed a whole new world; and looked up at the starry sky. Thousands of lives are just a drop in the ocean, as small as dust, not even worth mentioning.
However, in the singing of Lan Li, every light is shining, faint and bright ~www.novelhall.com~small and magnificent.
In the dim sight, Lan Li seemed to see Heather Cross again. She was standing in the bustling crowd. She was so insignificant that she could be swallowed up in the turbulent crowd at any time, but she was unwavering. Standing in place, raising his chin high, those bright eyes gleaming with determination, and then he said word by word, "I, won't, give up."
She said that she would not give up; but she left after all.
In the slowly flowing melody, Lan Li closed his eyes tightly, letting his emotions violently hit, tearing his throat, and yelling wildly and unrestrainedly, "Yes...I care..."
The slightly trembling voice burst out unprecedented energy in the slow melody, suppressing the negative emotions deep in the heart, the mixed emotions hidden deep in the soul, and releasing it heartily, without any reservation, that sound After the roar, the eye sockets were filled with warmth in an instant, so turbulent that they couldn't resist and were helpless.
Robin in the crowd was so embarrassed, tears mixed with nose, dirty and sloppy, full of emotions could not be expressed, just opened his mouth silly. He knows, he knows, he knows all, even the weakest ray of light, it is real, illuminating the entire night sky; even the most ordinary life, he is also a part of life, irreplaceable.
In the torn voice, Robin really felt the voice of Lan Li, heavy and sad, unable to describe, he understood, he really understood.
Countless words could not find a way of expression, so Robin took out his mobile phone, turned on the lights, and projected a beam of light onto the stage. That is the light in his heart.
Note: One-More-Light (Linkin-Park)
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Standing in the center of the stage, watching the turbulent crowd in front of you, it filled the entire Rockefeller Plaza and spread out radioactively along the surrounding streets, like a vast ocean. At this moment, the world is so big, but It's so small, it seems that both feet are standing in the center of the entire universe.
"Heather and I have an agreement that we will not give up." The smile on Lan Li's mouth rose up, like a sprout on the treetop, embracing the spring sunshine, quietly blooming.
They had agreed to each other, she would not give up her dream, nor would he give up on him; she would not give up fighting and hard work, nor would he give up moving on; she would not give up the meaning of life, nor would he Give up chasing hope. This is the secret between Heather and Lan Li, and also the secret between Chu Jiashu and Lan Li, a secret that crosses time and space.
"Heather kept her promise, now it's my turn." Lan Li chuckled and said briskly. The faint sadness slowly settled in his heart, and he picked up the hope of life again, "So, I stand. I am here to fulfill my promise. Heather Cross is my friend. Apart from me, I don’t think anyone here knows her; however, I hope she can become a beginning, one that attracts more people’s attention. The beginning of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis."
Opening his mouth slightly, Lan Li tried to say something more, but the words were too pale and weak to express one ten thousandth of his inner emotions; he was a little embarrassed.
So Lan Li turned around, came to the sofa, picked up the guitar, sat on the high stool, and meticulously adjusted the height of the microphone stand, and adjusted the strings unhurriedly. The unprecedented concentration, let The entire Rockefeller Plaza was quiet, and there was no sound. Even the falling sunlight slowed down, as if you could hear the gurgling sound of time.
The whole world is quiet.
The slender fingertips gently outline the strings, without extra accompaniment, relying only on a guitar, the clear and translucent strings are like ding-dong spring water, walking through the heat and restlessness of summer, as if you can watch When each of them flapped their wings, they danced up and down between the staffs written in the golden sun spectrum, slammed lightly and forcefully on the chest, making a muffled sound.
The gentle and quiet tune is so unfamiliar, unfamiliar that has never been heard before; yet so touching, the warmth and sorrow that comes from whispering, flying in the fingertips. Inexplicably, a faint sourness appeared on the tip of the tongue, like a stone falling from a lake, rippled gently, spreading slowly and slowly.
"Should I stay? Are there any hints, or did I ignore it? Can I reach out to cover you and cause endless harm? When the world is quiet, we see the glory. There are some things we once possessed, but we will finally leave."
The mellow voice was humming softly, the hoarseness deep in the throat outlined the sadness and loneliness in the singing, and the cautious fragility permeated between the lyrics.
Before I realized it, tears had blurred my vision, never falling, never crying, everything was so calm and gentle, like a quiet night, looking up at the sky full of stars, sighing the greatness of nature, and marveling My own insignificance, but the language and emotions have lost their original meaning, just quietly appreciating the magnificent and magnificent universe, quietly touching the pulse of the earth.
Birth, old age, sickness and death are an eternal topic in life. Everyone must learn. No one can escape, but no one can comprehend. Among all the beings, among the vast sea of people, life is so small, and a journey is over before it can start, and it’s a matter of being caught off guard. Parting, no one can comprehend.
Moved and sad, like smoke and poetry.
"If they say, who cares if another light goes out, under the sky of billions of stars, it is flickering and blinking constantly; who cares about the end of someone's time, if we are nothing but a drop in the ocean, we hurry, hurry; who will Care if another light goes out, yes, I care."
The reincarnation of life and death, at the moment of birth, the end is already doomed, and parting will eventually come, and no one can make an exception. Therefore, everyone is working hard, bursting out in the limited journey, proving that they have ever existed, and leaving their own traces in this world. However, not everyone can do it.
Every day life is born, and every day life is gone. However, only a very small part is the dazzling superstar in the night sky, and all the others are faint and small rays, ordinary, ordinary, mediocre rays, their disappearance, whether anyone really cares What?
"Yes, I care."
The calm and indifferent voice revealed a trace of loneliness and helplessness, falling sparsely into Lan Li’s sparse eyebrows, as if the whole world had stopped forever at that moment, and that insignificant light disappeared. For a moment, the moment that no one cared about completely overturned his world, falling apart and shattered. The heavy pain can never be repaired.
Finally, the eye sockets could no longer bear the weight of the teardrops. The hot tears slipped down, wet their cheeks, and burned the fingertips. Jennifer Lawrence lowered her head in embarrassment, and firmly covered her mouth with her right hand, leaving all the voices behind. He was in his chest, but tears completely broke, and his right hand trembled uncontrollably.
Paul, who was standing next to him, handed a handkerchief, and Jennifer took it in a panic. She tried to express her gratitude, but the choking voice only made a vague syllable. All the defenses and all the armor all over her body were removed, and then her hands were covered He stayed on his cheeks and plunged into darkness completely.
Who cares if another light goes out? Yes, she cares too.
It is because of caring, so timid, so flustered, so silent, refuse to open up, refuse to exchange ideas, and refuse to hurt each other. The musical notes, the melody of the fault, gently fell in the heart, but left an indelible mark.
"Reminiscences of the past, detached from reality, unable to stand; in the kitchen, an empty chair, extra space. Oh, you are furious, of course, this is unfair; just because you can't see it doesn't mean that he doesn't exist. "
In a trance, Tessa Breeden once again returned to the "One Man Concert" in February, the concert dedicated to Don Quixote and Heather Cross, and Lan Li was just quiet. Standing on the stage, singing to your heart's content, chasing dreams, embracing freedom, running barefoot, like a child.
But Heather left. Just left, caught off guard.
At this time, looking back at the hustle and bustle of February, the winning speech at the Grammy Awards, the tough response in the "hype gate", the emotions above the Oscars...the anger, the sighs, the indifference , Everything, everything became clear, until now, Tessa really realized what the young master experienced and what he was carrying.
More than just a "Don Quixote".
Unprecedented, Tessa really saw the soul under the skin.
Tessa never hides that she pays attention to Lan Li because of his appearance. At the Toronto Film Festival, she likes men like this. They are not handsome and enviable, but they always have an eye-catching look. Temperament; but now, Tessa is truly in love with this man, in the way fans treat idols, she is deeply in love with the man standing on the stage, he hummed softly "Yes, I care ".
Tessa's eyes were full of tears, but she couldn't help but began to fly, soaring high above Manhattan, soaring in the wind. At this moment, she also became Heather Cross, she also became an insignificant light, and she also became every Don Quixote who worked hard for her dream.
"If they said, who cares if another light goes out, under the sky of billions of stars, it is flickering and blinking constantly; who cares about the end of someone's time, if we are only a drop in the ocean, we hurry, hurry; who will Care if another light goes out, yes, I care."
The sky full of stars spread out over Rockefeller Plaza, the brilliance and dazzling of billions of stars, thrilling, even the rising sun was eclipsed, that magnificent picture scroll constructed a whole new world; and looked up at the starry sky. Thousands of lives are just a drop in the ocean, as small as dust, not even worth mentioning.
However, in the singing of Lan Li, every light is shining, faint and bright ~www.novelhall.com~small and magnificent.
In the dim sight, Lan Li seemed to see Heather Cross again. She was standing in the bustling crowd. She was so insignificant that she could be swallowed up in the turbulent crowd at any time, but she was unwavering. Standing in place, raising his chin high, those bright eyes gleaming with determination, and then he said word by word, "I, won't, give up."
She said that she would not give up; but she left after all.
In the slowly flowing melody, Lan Li closed his eyes tightly, letting his emotions violently hit, tearing his throat, and yelling wildly and unrestrainedly, "Yes...I care..."
The slightly trembling voice burst out unprecedented energy in the slow melody, suppressing the negative emotions deep in the heart, the mixed emotions hidden deep in the soul, and releasing it heartily, without any reservation, that sound After the roar, the eye sockets were filled with warmth in an instant, so turbulent that they couldn't resist and were helpless.
Robin in the crowd was so embarrassed, tears mixed with nose, dirty and sloppy, full of emotions could not be expressed, just opened his mouth silly. He knows, he knows, he knows all, even the weakest ray of light, it is real, illuminating the entire night sky; even the most ordinary life, he is also a part of life, irreplaceable.
In the torn voice, Robin really felt the voice of Lan Li, heavy and sad, unable to describe, he understood, he really understood.
Countless words could not find a way of expression, so Robin took out his mobile phone, turned on the lights, and projected a beam of light onto the stage. That is the light in his heart.
Note: One-More-Light (Linkin-Park)
Romance Chinese website, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the drama bone!Standing in the center of the stage, watching the turbulent crowd in front of you, it filled the entire Rockefeller Plaza and spread out radioactively along the surrounding streets, like a vast ocean. At this moment, the world is so big, but It's so small, it seems that both feet are standing in the center of the entire universe."Heather and I have an agreement that we will not give up." The smile on Lan Li's mouth rose up, like a sprout on the treetop, embracing the spring sunshine, quietly blooming.They had agreed to each other, she would not give up her dream, nor would he give up on him; she would not give up fighting and hard work, nor would he give up moving on; she would not give up the meaning of life, nor would he Give up chasing hope. This is the secret between Heather and Lan Li, and also the secret between Chu Jiashu and Lan Li, a secret that crosses time and space."Heather kept her promise, now it's my turn." Lan Li chuckled and said briskly. The faint sadness slowly settled in his heart, and he picked up the hope of life again, "So, I stand. I am here to fulfill my promise. Heather Cross is my friend. Apart from me, I don't think anyone here knows her; however, I hope she can become a beginning, one that attracts more people's attention. The beginning of amyotrophic lateral sclerosis."Opening his mouth slightly, Lan Li tried to say something more, but the words were too pale and weak to express one ten thousandth of his inner emotions; he was a little embarrassed.So Lan Li turned around, came to the sofa, picked up the guitar, sat on the high stool, and meticulously adjusted the height of the microphone stand, and adjusted the strings unhurriedly. The unprecedented concentration, let The entire Rockefeller Plaza was quiet, and there was no sound. Even the falling sunlight slowed down, as if you could hear the gurgling sound of time.The whole world is quiet.The slender fingertips gently outline the strings, without extra accompaniment, relying only on a guitar, the clear and translucent strings are like ding-dong spring water, walking through the heat and restlessness of summer, as if you can watch When each of them flapped their wings, they danced up and down between the staffs written in the golden sun spectrum, slammed lightly and forcefully on the chest, making a muffled sound.The gentle and quiet tune is so unfamiliar, unfamiliar that has never been heard before; yet so touching, the warmth and sorrow that comes from whispering, flying in the fingertips. Inexplicably, a faint sourness appeared on the tip of the tongue, like a stone falling from a lake, rippled gently, spreading slowly and slowly."Should I stay? Are there any hints, or did I ignore it? Can I reach out to cover you and cause endless harm? When the world is quiet, we see the glory. There are some things we once possessed, but we will finally leave."The mellow voice was humming softly, the hoarseness deep in the throat outlined the sadness and loneliness in the singing, and the cautious fragility permeated between the lyrics.Before I realized it, tears had blurred my vision, never falling, never crying, everything was so calm and gentle, like a quiet night, looking up at the sky full of stars, sighing the greatness of nature, and marveling My own insignificance, but the language and emotions have lost their original meaning, just quietly appreciating the magnificent and magnificent universe, quietly touching the pulse of the earth.Birth, old age, sickness and death are an eternal topic in life. Everyone must learn. No one can escape, but no one can comprehend. Among all the beings, among the vast sea of people, life is so small, and a journey is over before it can start, and it's a matter of being caught off guard. Parting, no one can comprehend.Moved and sad, like smoke and poetry."If they say, who cares if another light goes out, under the sky of billions of stars, it is flickering and blinking constantly; who cares about the end of someone's time, if we are nothing but a drop in the ocean, we hurry, hurry; who will Care if another light goes out, yes, I care."The reincarnation of life and death, at the moment of birth, the end is already doomed, and parting will eventually come, and no one can make an exception. Therefore, everyone is working hard, bursting out in the limited journey, proving that they have ever existed, and leaving their own traces in this world. However, not everyone can do it.Every day life is born, and every day life is gone. However, only a very small part is the dazzling superstar in the night sky, and all the others are faint and small rays, ordinary, ordinary, mediocre rays, their disappearance, whether anyone really cares What?"Yes, I care."The calm and indifferent voice revealed a trace of loneliness and helplessness, falling sparsely into Lan Li's sparse eyebrows, as if the whole world had stopped forever at that moment, and that insignificant light disappeared. For a moment, the moment that no one cared about completely overturned his world, falling apart and shattered. The heavy pain can never be repaired.Finally, the eye sockets could no longer bear the weight of the teardrops. The hot tears slipped down, wet their cheeks, and burned the fingertips. Jennifer Lawrence lowered her head in embarrassment, and firmly covered her mouth with her right hand, leaving all the voices behind. He was in his chest, but tears completely broke, and his right hand trembled uncontrollably.Paul, who was standing next to him, handed a handkerchief, and Jennifer took it in a panic. She tried to express her gratitude, but the choking voice only made a vague syllable. All the defenses and all the armor all over her body were removed, and then her hands were covered He stayed on his cheeks and plunged into darkness completely.Who cares if another light goes out? Yes, she cares too.It is because of caring, so timid, so flustered, so silent, refuse to open up, refuse to exchange ideas, and refuse to hurt each other. The musical notes, the melody of the fault, gently fell in the heart, but left an indelible mark."Reminiscences of the past, detached from reality, unable to stand; in the kitchen, an empty chair, extra space. Oh, you are furious, of course, this is unfair; just because you can't see it doesn't mean that he doesn't exist. "In a trance, Tessa Breeden once again returned to the "One Man Concert" in February, the concert dedicated to Don Quixote and Heather Cross, and Lan Li was just quiet. Standing on the stage, singing to your heart's content, chasing dreams, embracing freedom, running barefoot, like a child.But Heather left. Just left, caught off guard.At this time, looking back at the hustle and bustle of February, the winning speech at the Grammy Awards, the tough response in the "hype gate", the emotions above the Oscars...the anger, the sighs, the indifference , Everything, everything became clear, until now, Tessa really realized what the young master experienced and what he was carrying.More than just a "Don Quixote".Unprecedented, Tessa really saw the soul under the skin.Tessa never hides that she pays attention to Lan Li because of his appearance. At the Toronto Film Festival, she likes men like this. They are not handsome and enviable, but they always have an eye-catching look. Temperament; but now, Tessa is truly in love with this man, in the way fans treat idols, she is deeply in love with the man standing on the stage, he hummed softly "Yes, I care ".Tessa's eyes were full of tears, but she couldn't help but began to fly, soaring high above Manhattan, soaring in the wind. At this moment, she also became Heather Cross, she also became an insignificant light, and she also became every Don Quixote who worked hard for her dream."If they said, who cares if another light goes out, under the sky of billions of stars, it is flickering and blinking constantly; who cares about the end of someone's time, if we are only a drop in the ocean, we hurry, hurry; who will Care if another light goes out, yes, I care."The sky full of stars spread out over Rockefeller Plaza, the brilliance and dazzling of billions of stars, thrilling, even the rising sun was eclipsed, that magnificent picture scroll constructed a whole new world; and looked up at the starry sky. Thousands of lives are just a drop in the ocean, as small as dust, not even worth mentioning.However, in the singing of Lan Li, every light is shining, faint and bright ~www.novelhall.com~small and magnificent.In the dim sight, Lan Li seemed to see Heather Cross again. She was standing in the bustling crowd. She was so insignificant that she could be swallowed up in the turbulent crowd at any time, but she was unwavering. Standing in place, raising his chin high, those bright eyes gleaming with determination, and then he said word by word, "I, won't, give up."She said that she would not give up; but she left after all.In the slowly flowing melody, Lan Li closed his eyes tightly, letting his emotions violently hit, tearing his throat, and yelling wildly and unrestrainedly, "Yes...I care..."The slightly trembling voice burst out unprecedented energy in the slow melody, suppressing the negative emotions deep in the heart, the mixed emotions hidden deep in the soul, and releasing it heartily, without any reservation, that sound After the roar, the eye sockets were filled with warmth in an instant, so turbulent that they couldn't resist and were helpless.Robin in the crowd was so embarrassed, tears mixed with nose, dirty and sloppy, full of emotions could not be expressed, just opened his mouth silly. He knows, he knows, he knows all, even the weakest ray of light, it is real, illuminating the entire night sky; even the most ordinary life, he is also a part of life, irreplaceable.In the torn voice, Robin really felt the voice of Lan Li, heavy and sad, unable to describe, he understood, he really understood.Countless words could not find a way of expression, so Robin took out his mobile phone, turned on the lights, and projected a beam of light onto the stage. That is the light in his heart.Note: One-More-Light Linkin-Park
