Na,MrCheung,IthinkIreallyfellinlovewithyou. 　　Writedownyourpenwhenitisearlyautumnnight,coolearth,andthelightrise,Starsalaziness.IsuddenlyrememberedthatwhenyousingtheStarlazyvoice.Yousee,Ialwaysthinkofyou,inadvertently,theseedscannotsuppressthoughtsintheheartabovethesoil. 　　Onthememoryofasummer,totheextremeclearandbrightblue,cleartothetopoftheCongunconscious.Ashorttimeonlytoencounterwillbemissed,butwithinthecondensatefromamulticoloredheart.Manyscenes,manytunes,alotofwords,clearinmind,theyearandputtheyears,repeatedlistening,repeatedlylookingback,untilitbecomesahabit,anobsession. 　　Obsessedwithyouniceprofile,acrushonyoucleareyes,yousimplytocrushanyflaws,ifnotdyedlikeexquisitejadeheart,obsessedwithnothingtoreplace,becauseyouaremyyouth,whereauniqueglimpseastunningShaohua,gentleyears. 　　Ilovethisboy,youknow,howmanytimeseverynight,youandmetodreamfortheneighborhood.Yourshallowsmile,sidefacesblurred.Iwhisperedyournameraving,butyoudisappear.Loveyou,seemstobeillusory,andIintheLivingworldyoucannotcatcheverything. 　　Ilovethisboy,youknow,I'mrollinginlatitude28掳intheraininmyeyesblurredagain.Ithinkyoufocusonthesinging,hardofpublicity,aserioussign,sincerethanks.Thepictureinthenewsthatyou,whojumpontheTVscreenyoucannotmatchremotelikealight. 　　Nowyounolongerunsungordinaryboy.BecausetheHappyBoys,youarenolongerordinary.Youaretheeyeofthestars,flashinginmyvastskies.Thirtythousandfeetawaycannotlovethespeedoflightdeliveredtoyou,Ihadtolookupagainandagaintowait. 　　Forgivemyselfishness,donotwanttoletyouintoafairytaleprincedaytime,Ionlywishyouweremyneighbor'steenager.Hasasimplefriendlysmileandlookgoodthispredicament.Inthemidstoftheentertainmentcirclesrememberthefirstdream,tokeeptheheartfullofpurewhite. 　　IcaredeeplyabouttheXiangNaandwantedtoleaveyouagainrecently,andthenrecently,...... 　　Unrelatedtoyourappearance,independentofyourperformance,thissection,dedicatedtoyouruniqueCheungstylemusic. 　　Turnery 　　Knowyourfirstsong.Notamazing,notgorgeous,butenoughtospikeme.Heardmanyversionsofthedrivingwood,hasnotfoundonepersoncansinglikethatoftheultra-popularetherealFayeWong.Ofcourse,youdonot.Butyougiveacleancleartemperamentisalsoafeelingthissong.Turnerythespontaneousoutpouringofgriefandatouchofpurefairy-talerealm,Iamatthatmoment,suddenlymovetheheart. 　　Meet 　　Stefanie'sclassicwork,itismyveryheartofawater.Strongcomparedwiththosefeelings,upsanddownsofthesongs,thistypeofminororsmallinfactnoteasilysungsong.Notrebletoventtheiremotions,noTTSperformanceskills,youusethemostsimpleandplainsinging,butinsteadtheygettheaudienceinside.Slowlybeginningofasmooth,chorusandjusttherightaccentcaughtafew.Youruniquevoicecoupledwithguitarchords,thelittlepeopletofeelbetterandmeetthesmallhappiness. 　　SongZhangSan 　　Lightheartedtunes,warmlyrics,yousingwithafreshsmile:"Iwanttotakeyouaroundtofly......"onlyone,mostpeopleunconsciouslyintotheworldofyouth,sothereisawillingnesstonodjustassoonasurgeyoutogo.Onlywh