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Anonymous users2024-02-06"Youth Dance" adopts the creative technique of "fish biting tail", so that .
Sentences 1, 2, and 4 are basically similar in metrics, while.
The first and fourth lines are exactly the same, and the rhythm of the third line is completely different, which gives the song a unique charm: it seems to be extremely simple, but it is catchy, cheerful and bright
Some people think that there is no point in repeating a lyric over and over again in a song. As everyone knows, this is also a major feature of folk songs. Because repetition is a concrete manifestation of the characteristic of the verbality of folk song composition.
The repeated repetition of "My Youth Bird Doesn't Come Back" not only does not make people feel redundant, but makes the song more smooth and round in rhyme, and more understandable, easy to sing and remember, and interesting.
Song appreciation. The lyrics of "Dance of Youth" are very short and concise, and the first two lines are Bixing: "The sun goes down" and "The flowers are grateful".
These are two natural phenomena that have one thing in common: they can be repeated. Although the timing of the recurrence is not the same, one tomorrow and the other next year highlight their commonality.
The first three sentences have a pun: "The beautiful bird flies away without a trace". First of all, this lyric is in stark contrast to the first two lines, the previous things can be repeated, but the bird cannot repeat the flying coming.
At the same time, it has something in common with the fourth sentence: "youth" and "birds" are the same, and they "don't come back".
The first four sentences are very exciting, and the first two sentences belong to negation, which have both similarities and huge differences between them, forming an aesthetic beauty of ups and downs.
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Anonymous users2024-02-05Dance of Youth. Ulan Tuya.
Dance of Youth.
Language: Chinese.
Genre: Pop
Record label: Hexin.
Dance of Youth - Ulan Tuya.
Words: Wang Luobin.
Music: Wang Luobin.
The sun goes down and still creeps up tomorrow morning.
The flowers are gone, and they will bloom the same next year.
The beautiful bird is gone.
My youthful birds don't come back.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birdie doesn't come back to shoot.
The sun goes down and still creeps up tomorrow morning.
The flowers are gone, and they will bloom the same next year.
The beautiful bird is gone.
My youthful birds don't come back.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
The sun goes down and still creeps up tomorrow morning.
The flowers are gone, and they will bloom the same next year.
The beautiful bird is gone.
My youthful birds don't come back.
My young bird will not come back as soon as it trembles.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
The sun goes down and tomorrow morning Itanmin envy climbs up.
The flowers are gone, and they will bloom the same next year.
The beautiful bird is gone.
My youthful birds don't come back.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
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Anonymous users2024-02-04Dance of Youth. Ulan Tuya.
Dance of Youth.
Language: Chinese.
Genre: Pop
Record label: Hexin.
Dance of Youth - Ulan Tuya.
Words: Wang Luobin.
Music: Wang Luobin.
The sun goes down and still creeps up tomorrow morning.
The flowers are gone, and they will bloom the same next year.
The beautiful bird is gone.
My youthful birds don't come back.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birdie doesn't come back to shoot.
The sun goes down and still creeps up tomorrow morning.
The flowers are gone, and they will bloom the same next year.
The beautiful bird is gone.
My youthful birds don't come back.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
The sun goes down and still creeps up tomorrow morning.
The flowers are gone, and they will bloom the same next year.
The beautiful bird is gone.
My youthful birds don't come back.
My young bird will not come back as soon as it trembles.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
The sun goes down and tomorrow morning Itanmin envy climbs up.
The flowers are gone, and they will bloom the same next year.
The beautiful bird is gone.
My youthful birds don't come back.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
Something else, that, something else.
My youthful birds don't come back.
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