今夜窗外， 烟花灿烂。 响声震天。 我知道， 这一切， 应该与我无缘。 窗外热闹非凡， 窗内，只有灯光陪伴。 寒假，短暂。 烟花，易冷。 不可能有永远， 珍惜的，只能是眼前。 忆去年， 我们在一起， 度过这灿烂的烟花之夜。 在一起，不孤单。 20点， 意味着一场热闹的开始， 但是开始，是另一个意义上的结束， 结束，是另一种意义上的重生。 千万支烟花齐放，照亮夜空， 但是谁来照亮心里的夜空？ 图片是前年的， 但是记忆犹新。 听着这《凡人歌》， 思绪万千。 唱出自己的歌， 不管别人说什么。 附上一段歌词。 “ Whenever sang my songs On the stage, on my own Whenever said my words Wishing they would be heard I saw you smiling at me Was it real or just my fantasy? You‘d always be there in the corner Of this tiny in little bar My last night here for you Same old songs, just once more My last night here with you? Maybe yes, maybe no I kind of liked it your way How you shyly placed your eyes on me Did you ever kno That I had mine on you Darling, so there you are With that look on your face As if you‘re never hurt As if you‘re never down Shall I be the one for you Who pinches you softly but sure If frown is shown then I will know that you are no dreamer So let me come to you Close as I wanted to be Close enough for me To feel your heart beating fast And stay there as I whisper How I loved your peaceful eyes on me ”