嘿嘿。。
莫名の一点也不紧张
也可能时机未到,
还没紧张而已。。
可能因为自己回来没怎么练,
一直狂玩,
心里现在很不踏实
快板总是跛脚跛脚地勉强跳过
想想。。。我干嘛要比赛折磨自己~
为了不让自己伤心,
我就告诉自己,我只是和自己比,
所以输了也不用气馁,
当还没有办法好好把曲子弹下来の时候,
就是应该好好想想该怎么偷吃,是吧~~
哈哈。。
剩下10天而已吧我猜,
这10天,
加油~


Some say love it is a river
That drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is a razor
That leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger
An endless, aching need
I say love it is a flower,
And you it's only seed.
It's the heart afraid of breaking
That never learns to dance
It's the dream afraid of waking
That never takes the chance
It's the one who won't be taken,
Who cannot seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying
That never learns to live.
When the night has been too lonely
And the road has been too long.
And you think that love is only
For the lucky and the strong.
Just remember in the winter
Far beneath the bitter snow
Lies the seed that with the sun's love,
In the spring, becomes the rose.