Chinese Song Name: Ting Le De Zhong 停了的钟
English Tranlation Name: The Clock Stoped
Chinese Singer: Xiao Huang Qi 萧煌奇 Hsiao Huang-chi
Chinese Composer: Xiao Huang Qi 萧煌奇 Hsiao Huang-chi
Chinese Lyrics: Yao Ruo Long 姚若龙
Ting Le De Zhong 停了的钟 The Clock Stoped Lyrics 歌詞 With Pinyin By Xiao Huang Qi 萧煌奇 Hsiao Huang-chi
Learn Chinese Time From This Chinese Song Lyrics：
zhōng yú néng bù liú lèi kāi zhe nǐ kāi de xiǎo chē
终 于 能 不 流 泪 开 着 你 开 的 小 车
To be able to drive your car without tears
yán zhe nǐ de mì mì huā yuán zǒu
沿 着 你 的 秘 密 花 园 走
Walk along your secret garden
gǎn jué rén lèi kuǎ le gǎn jué xīn kuài chén le
感 觉 人 累 垮 了 感 觉 心 快 沉 了
I feel tired and my heart is sinking
nǐ jiù shàng shān kàn rì luò
你 就 上 山 看 日 落
Go up the mountain and watch the sun set
duō hòu huǐ wǒ yě céng fán nǐ xiǎng dé nà me duō
多 后 悔 我 也 曾 烦 你 想 得 那 么 多
How much later regret I have also vexed you to think so much
jiè zháo máng lù fū yǎn dì shǎn duǒ
借 着 忙 碌 敷 衍 地 闪 躲
By busy fu Yan dodge to hide
zhí yǒu jì mò wò nǐ shǒu
只 有 寂 寞 握 你 手
Only lonely hold your hand
zhí yǒu rì jì ràng nǐ shuō
只 有 日 记 让 你 说
There's only a day to tell
duō chóu shàn gǎn shì zhé mó
多 愁 善 感 是 折 磨
A good feeling is a grinding mill
tíng le de zhōng huí bú qù yě méi yǒu yǐ hòu
停 了 的 钟 回 不 去 也 没 有 以 后
The stopped clock can't go back and there is no back
céng bù dǒng dé yōu yù huì ràng rén zǒu bú guò
曾 不 懂 得 忧 郁 会 让 人 走 不 过
Once did not understand the melancholy will let people go
tíng le de zhōng méi shuō de ài shāo zài xiōng kǒu
停 了 的 钟 没 说 的 爱 烧 在 胸 口
The dead clock's unspoken love burns in the chest
sī niàn wú yòng fá wǒ bú duàn diē dǎo
思 念 无 用 罚 我 不 断 跌 倒
Thought is no use to punish me to fall
zuò mí lù de mèng
做 迷 路 的 梦
Dreaming of being lost
bào zhe jí tā wú yì shí dì dàn zhe nà shǒu gē
抱 着 吉 他 无 意 识 地 弹 着 那 首 歌
Holding the auspicious he unconsciously played that song
chóng fù dào shǒu dōu dàn pò le
重 复 到 手 都 弹 破 了
So heavy that my hand bounced
wǒ yóng yuǎn dū huì jì dé wàng le yí hàn tài nán le
我 永 远 都 会 记 得 忘 了 遗 憾 太 难 了
I'll never forget it. It's too hard
kǔ sè zài xuè yè liú zhe
苦 涩 在 血 液 流 着
Bitter in the blood
tíng le de zhōng huí bú qù yě méi yǒu yǐ hòu
停 了 的 钟 回 不 去 也 没 有 以 后
The stopped clock can't go back and there is no back
céng bù dǒng dé yōu yù huì ràng rén zǒu bú guò
曾 不 懂 得 忧 郁 会 让 人 走 不 过
Once did not understand the melancholy will let people go
tíng le de zhōng méi shuō de ài shāo zài xiōng kǒu
停 了 的 钟 没 说 的 爱 烧 在 胸 口
The dead clock's unspoken love burns in the chest
sī niàn wú yòng zuò mí zhe lù de mèng
思 念 无 用 做 迷 着 路 的 梦
There is no use in thinking and dreaming of lost ways
mèng jiàn nǐ zǒu xiàng ní nìng de wǒ
梦 见 你 走 向 泥 泞 的 我
I saw you go to dirty Me
yòng lì yōng bào wǒ
用 力 拥 抱 我
Hold me in your arms
tiē zhe liǎn yuán liàng fǔ wèi wǒ de cuò
贴 着 脸 原 谅 抚 慰 我 的 错
Cheek to soothe my faults
shuō rén wǎng qián zǒu tòng cái huì tuì hòu
说 人 往 前 走 痛 才 会 退 后
Said people to go ahead of the pain will retreat after
tíng le de zhōng xiè xiè nǐ dài lái zhè ge mèng
停 了 的 钟 谢 谢 你 带 来 这 个 梦
The clock stopped Thank you for bringing the dream
bǎ wǒ dǎ kāi miàn xiàng yòu wèi lán de tiān kōng
把 我 打 开 面 向 又 蔚 蓝 的 天 空
Open my face to the blue sky again
tíng le de zhōng bǎ huí yì dìng gé zài xiāng yōng
停 了 的 钟 把 回 忆 定 格 在 相 拥
The stopped clock is embracing each other
wàng zhe cǎi hóng tóu fa zài dī yǔ
望 着 彩 虹 头 发 在 滴 雨
Looking at rainbow hair dripping rain
yǎn lǐ shì wēi fēng
眼 里 是 微 风
There's a breeze in your eyes
Some Great Reviews About Ting Le De Zhong 停了的钟 The Clock Stoped
Listener 1: "Life is a play, we are all actors, in this stage of life acting, every role seriously, what should be played on what to play, the end of the performance is OK, do not be too persistent. Life is a play, the protagonist is yourself, good, bad, and has nothing to do with others, because you are the master of your life, your script, you have the final say. Others have the right to watch, but not to judge. Life is a drama, never mind what is right or wrong. What a natural attitude towards things, everything will be the past! "
Listener 2: "My love for you has stopped for the ninth year, and When the day comes, it will be the tenth year. I am so happy. I give you wrote many letters and postcards, every year there are a lot of this ten years, in the festival to you and wishing you, travel alone to bring you to see the beautiful scenery of the mood, I had to go to mount putuo blessing for you, these every year I wrote, there I went to for you every year, every year, every time I imagine the next time you come with me, I take you to see the beautiful scenery, we see the sea by ship together, under the big tree temple praying for each other together, it is a pity, finally everything can only be the past memories I was alone in the fantasy and beautiful, every time I give you write is, cried and laughed, Until the dawn of that day, I wrote you a letter, do not cry with a bitter cold heart to write you goodbye, that is the last time, the last time to write to you, the last time to feel sorry for you, the last indulgence to think of you, to recall the nine years of their own. Your clock and I have stopped, neither past nor future. Goodbye, really goodbye. "
Listener 3: "The Mainland seldom listens to Xiao Huangqi's songs, because in the eyes of many people, the good music is the naked love and love in the rotten street, some are mildly euphemistic or written with very connotation, which are not accepted by those people. First, maybe they don't understand, second, they don't know what people express at all! Maybe a little apple, a love business, a youth handbook, something like that is good music for them."
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