I never touch something when it's the brightest. On this quiet, sunny afternoon, I listened for the first time to last summer's most romantic story.
I love this story. Surprisingly classical and melancholy.
It's mood is very charming, there is a kind of air-sweeping sympathy.
Its picture is very charming, wrapping the sadness of invisible color with the warmth of goose yellow.
Its music is even more charming, and after listening to it, I don't even feel a sigh: Where have the good moments gone?
I think Jay Chou must love this story very much, otherwise why would there be an unspeakable loneliness in my heart...
If "The Secret That Can't Be Said" is re-released, I will definitely go and bring my beloved.
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