生活的路

Everybodyplaysthefoolsometime;Theresnoexceptiontotherule.Listen,baby,itmaybefactual,maybecruel,Iaintlying,everybodyplaysthefool.Fallinginloveissuchaneasythingtodo,Andtheresnoguaranteethattheoneyouloveisgonnaloveyou.Oh,lovineyestheycannotseeacertainpersoncouldneverbe;Loverunsdeeperthananyocean,Youcancloudyourmindwithemotion.Everybodyplaysthefool,sometime,Theyuseyourheartlikeatool.Listen,baby,theynevertellyousoinschoolButeverybodyplaysthefool.Howcanyouhelpitwhenthemusicstartstoplay,Andyourabilitytoreasonissweptaway,Oh,heavenonearthisallyousee;Youreoutoftouchwithreality;NowyoucrybutwhenyourethroughThenexttimesomeonecriesforyou

有人说爱情像天气

几夜骊珠落蔀家，直疑光燄映朝霞

丞相邀欢事事同，玉箫金管咽东风

六百年前事异哉，二龙委骨致瑰材

客里那知岁月迁，梅花报我又今年

抱歉，我无法满足这个请求。