🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Old Man And The Sea/老人与海 /Ông Già Và Biển Cả - Hai Ming Wei/海鸣威/Hải Minh Uy

 qiu tian de ye diao ling zai man tian luo ye li 
  huang shi jie yi dian yi dian sui feng er jian yuan
 dong tian de xue bai se  ni wo de qing ren jie
 xiao shi bu jian ai  sui pian
 
 Rap:
 fan kai  feng de xiang pian
  qi he ni kan guo de na xie lao jiu mo pian
 lao ren yu hai  qing jie
  mian zhong ni que yi xi zai fu xian
 ran er di qiu ling yi 
 fei ji  zou le wo de si nian he
  ge ren de hai bian
 hai chao xun  ren bu bian
 kong dang  shi jie
 wo men zhi  hu xi shao le xie
  ren mo mo chou zhe yan
 he wo yi  shi mian
 zhi  cheng xian
 deng dai ye shi yi zhong xin 
 
 nu: hai de ai tai  shi jian tai qian
 ai ni  xin zen neng ge qian
 lao ren de xian jin qian  de xin nian
  yue de fan jian xing jian yuan
 
 qiu  de ye diao ling zai man tian luo ye li mian
 fan huang shi  yi dian yi dian sui feng er jian yuan
 dong tian de  bai se le ni wo de qing ren jie
 xiao shi  jian ai de sui pian
 
 Rap:
 pu man hui chen de yue zhang di  ye
 fang zai na li hao  dou mei lian
 jing  xie xia shi pian
 deng dai cong da hai  ling yi bian
  bei bian xian you know
  suo wei xi de sheng ming xian
 zai feng  zhong yao ye
 wo yi ran  shou zhe yi qie
  ren ta mo mo qian zhe xian
 he wo yi  geng yue
 ye  ming tian
 ye xu hen  hen yuan
 
 nu: hai de ai  shen shi jian tai qian
 ai ni de xin  neng ge qian
 lao ren de xian jin qian ai  xin nian
 sui yue de fan  xing jian yuan
 
 dong ji zhong jie  bai zui hou xiao shi de na tian
 ai de nuo yan  dian yi dian que zou xiang chang mian
 ning  qian ye lao ren shou hou zhe ta de xin yuan
 hai de dui mian  wo liang ge shi jie
 
 ♥♥♥
 
 秋天的夜凋零在漫天落叶里面
 泛黄世界一点一点随风而渐远
 冬天的雪白色了你我的情人节
 消失不见 爱的碎片
 Rap:
 翻开尘封的相片
 想起和你看过 的那些老旧默片
 老人与海的情节
 画面中你却依稀 在浮现
 然而地球另一边
 飞机带走了我的思念 呵
 一个人的海边
 海潮循环仍不变
 空荡的世界
 我 们之间呼吸少了一些
 老人默默抽 着烟
 和我一起 失眠
 直觉呈现
 等待也是种信念
 
 女:海的爱太深 时间太浅
 爱你的心 怎能搁浅
 老人的线紧牵 爱的信念
 岁月的帆 渐行渐远
 
 秋天的夜凋零在漫天落叶里面
 泛黄世界一点一点随风而渐远
 冬天的雪白色了你我的情人节
 消失不见 爱的碎片
 
 Rap:
 铺满灰尘的乐章第二页
 放在那里好久都没练
 静静写下诗篇
 等待从大海的另一边
  you know
 爱所维系的生命线
 在风浪中摇曳
 我依然坚守这一切
 老人他默默牵 着线
 和我一起 哽咽
 也许明天
 也许很远很远
 
 女:海的爱太深 时间太浅
 爱你的心 怎能搁浅
 老人的线紧牵 爱的信念
 岁月的帆 渐行渐远
 
 冬季终结纯白最后消失的那天
 爱的诺言一点一点却走向长眠
 宁静前夜老人守候着他的心愿
 海的对面 你我两个世界
 
 ♥♥♥
 
 The autumn night is marked by falling leaves scattered  over the sky.
 Moieties of the aged world are drifting ever further away  the wind.
 The blazing  of winter overshadowed our Valentine's Day.
  are the shattered fragments of love.
 
 Rap:
 Flipping through  dust-sealed photographs,
  thought of the old silent films that we used to watch,
 The plot of the Old Man and  Sea.
 Out of the  you seem to be emerging.
 However, at  other end of the Earth,
 The aeroplane  my yearnings.
 At  lonely beach,
  tides cycle but do not change.
 In  empty world,
 The times when we could  together has decreased.
 [Literally:  times when we would breathe together has decreased.]
 The Old  smokes silently,
  insomniac with me.
 Instinctively, it is 
 That waiting is also a form of 
 
 The love of the sea is too deep, and the time, too 
 How can the heart that loves  be turned away?
  Old Man holds the line as tightly as the trust of love.
 The sails, representative of the years, gets  as it travels.
 
  autumn night is marked by falling leaves scattered all over the sky.
 Moieties of the aged world are drifting ever further away with  wind.
 The blazing  of winter overshadowed our Valentine's Day.
  are the shattered fragments of love.
 
 Rap:
 The  page of the dust-filled score,
 Has  there for a long time without being practised on.
 Silently, writing down  poems,
 Waiting for the other side of the great 
 But  trade winds changed the tug of the lines, you know,
 The livelines  by love.
 Shaking in the wind  waves,
 I insisting on guarding  these.
 The Old Man, he guides the line 
 And swallows the sobs with 
 Perhaps tomorrow,
 Perhaps it is very, very  away.
 
 The love of the sea is too deep, and the  too shallow.
 How can the heart that  you be turned away?
 The Old Man holds the  as tightly as the trust of love.
 The sails, representative of the  gets further as it travels.
 
 On the last day of winter,  the blazzing white vanishes,
 The promises of love are,  little by little, marching towards a long slumber.
 The night before the silence, the Old  guards his wishes.
 Across the ocean, we are separated by two