Ling Yun, and that the hands of the guitar, than the Xu Hui bought all the assets it has to, obviously advanced a lot, right hand wave of the Spirit Yun, a string of familiar melody jumped out, black and white of the eye, gently swept Han Zhiyuan, bounced up and down, is that the first Luo childhood, it should be said that not too popular, too, after all, poor people's media lives, the girl is clearly a beginner guitar, probably just learn chords, but also a bit rusty, Some of the notes is not accurate, but the lively rhythm to the good, and most Xu Xu surprise, Zhang Shijie even sang along with note: "banyan tree on the pond crying sound of cicadas in summer, only the grass side of the swing Butterfly also stopped at the top of the chalk on the blackboard the teacher is still desperately waiting for the chattering class to write a non-stop waiting for school to wait for the game of childhood ... a piece of green rice paddies ... crayons and watercolor painting not kaleidoscope sky was looking forward to a rainbow ... ... Holidays are looking forward to tomorrow, looking forward to his childhood growing up day after day Oh ~ ~ looking forward to growing up year after year childhood "
Played the guitar over and over again, and finally almost all of them sang along with Zhang Shijie, after all, the song that is close to their lives, but also easy to sing, or even been gracious Han Zhiyuan are Mouguang up singing along with bright, flying over the woods singing, fly over the river, with a quiet and unique era fantasy, Xu Xu feel like myself back to that era Sentimental, simple and happy, but he now does also in this era, you can good taste of what this different kind of exciting.
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