C1380 There be a Bit of Inspiration in the Love Song
C1380 There be a Bit of Inspiration in the Love Song
During these six years …
Yuan Yong had risen from an ordinary white collar worker to a high-level white collar worker.
His salary had also risen from three thousand five hundred a month to six thousand.
In the eyes of his relatives, Yuan Yong was a very promising child.
He went to a school in a big city and then graduated and worked in a big city. He was dressed in a suit and had 9 in the morning and 5 in the evening.
However …
Only Yuan Yong himself knew that this sort of life had already slowly worn down his ambitions.
Next year,
Yuan Yong was about to run for the third place!
The man stood at thirty.
As for him, he was still holding onto his death wage and fighting for his life in a first-tier city.
Yuan Yong was tired, and he also started to feel depressed.
In those days, Jin Gang-Tie Ma, who devoured thousands of miles like a tiger, Yuan was never seen again.
"Before I turn 30, I want to earn one million!"
Now, looking at the ideals that he'd spoken of all those years ago, Yuan Yong laughed at himself.
"Ahh, back then, the young man was so angry at me. How handsome was he?"
Eight o'clock at night.
Yuan Yong had just finished his work, and couldn't help but laugh at himself.
"Morning 9 and evening 5. Ai, these are all lies."
"It's eight o'clock, time to go back to bed."
In the past, Yuan Yong would ride his bike home after a day's work.
The house he rented was not far from the company. It only took him half an hour to get on his bike.
However, today, Yuan Wu did not know what had happened. He felt more exhausted than before.
So Yuan Yong left the company and took a taxi.
The taxi driver was a middle-aged man. He glanced at Yuan Yong before smiling as he asked.
"Handsome, where are you going?"
"Apothecary Lu."
"Alright, take a seat."
The first tier city was brightly lit at eight o'clock.
Young people, cars, and shops were everywhere.
At this time …
The taxi driver turned on the radio and grinned.
"Handsome, I'm used to listening to a broadcast, do you mind?"
Yuan Yong shook his head. He closed his eyes and slowly leaned his head against the door.
"Welcome to your Moon, my heart. I am tonight's host, Zeng Xian'er. Today is yet another busy and fulfilling day. "
"I believe a lot of people are on their way home."
"Alright, let's not talk too much about it. Before the program starts, we will recommend a song. This song is a new song released by the singing industry today."
"I had the privilege of listening to this song once, and found it very suitable for young people on their way to fight."
"I believe that every young man has his own dream to pursue."
"Next, I'll give you this' Our Love 'song. Although it is a love song, I believe that it is also an inspiring song."
"" Our Love "" Writing: Lu Lee, Composing: Lu Lee, Singer: Flight Band "
The next moment …
A beautiful female voice rang out from the taxi.
"Our love will never come back."
"Even now, I am still waiting silently!"
"I understand that our love has become a burden to you."
"It's just that I'll never be able to let it go."
The lyrics, singing out a girl's begging attitude.
However, for some reason, when people heard the song, they all had different feelings.
This song had the flavor of youth.
This song was not only a love song, but also an inspiring song.
Yuan Yong slowly opened his eyes as he quietly listened to this poem, "Our Love."
The three minutes were short, and soon the song "Our Love" was over.
Before long, Yuan Yong arrived home as well.
As he got off the car, Yuan Yong's mind kept reeling with the poem "Our Love."
The next moment …
He took out his phone and started searching for the song on the internet.