Help me analyze the lyrics, thanks.

This cannot be taken literally. It's not that whoever is dead, who is gone, who is in love with someone else, who is estranged.

It's not just about gender.

Personally, I think the meaning of this song is that everyone has a small happiness, and everyone has a small regret.

This happiness and regret only occupy a small corner of people's hearts.

Maybe it's because of a casual look, or just the fall of a petal of a flower, you will think of it.

I'm so devoted to it (or friendship or love or whatever) that I'm obsessed with and I believe I can get it, but the result isn't as perfect as I thought it would be.

In the bottom of everyone's heart, there is a perfection, but this perfection is often incomplete, and some things, just like the song of Yaya: The dream in the wind does not have to be kept.

It's been 15 years since this song came out, 15 years, and it's been a long time.

In the past 15 years, I have grown from a little boy to a young man, and I am also working hard for my happiness, studying, and working.

This song is my favorite song and I have listened to it more than 3,000 times.

Let the past pass, when you wake up from a dream is the truest self, the bear said: too reluctant to yesterday, to complete a happier tomorrow!

Clouds are water vapor and can turn into rain at any time.

And the clouds in the sky just touched the wind.

So there was a cloud made of rain in the wind.

This lyric implicitly describes how a woman feels after being hurt in love, and the metaphor is more vivid, the man she loves has left her for some reason (presumably dead), and she still misses the man deeply.

I prefer Meng Tingwei's silent rain and the past.

You ask her directly, the song is just an artistic conception

If you practice your high school Chinese, you won't ask.

If you fall, you don't dare to keep going.

Why do people have to be so fragile and degenerate.

Please turn on the TV and take a look.

How many people are working hard for their lives and bravely going on.

Should we be content?

Cherish everything, even if you don't have it.

Remember, you said that home is the only castle.

As the Daoxiang River continues to run.

Smile slightly, I know the dream when I was a child.

Don't cry and let the fireflies run away with you.

The song of the countryside will always be relied on.

Let's go home and go back to the original goodness.

Don't be so easy to give up.

Like I said.

Dreams that can't be caught up with you can't just change your dreams.

Color your life brightly.

Start by painting your love in your favorite color.

Laugh at one, success is not the goal.

Make yourself happy and happy.

That's what makes sense.

Paper airplanes from childhood.

Now it's finally flying back into my hands.

The so-called happiness.

Chasing dragonflies in the fields barefoot is tired of chasing.

Picking fruit was scared of bees.

Who's snickering?

I leaned on the scarecrow, blowing the wind, singing, falling asleep, oh, oh, in the afternoon, the guitar was more crisp in the chirping of insects, oh, oh.

The sun shines on the road without fear of heartbreak.

Cherish everything, even if you don't have it.

Remember, you said that home is the only castle.

As the Daoxiang River continues to run.

Smile slightly, I know the dream when I was a child.

Don't cry and let the fireflies run away with you.

The song of the countryside will always be relied on.

Let's go home and go back to the original goodness.

Remember, you said that home is the only castle.

As the Daoxiang River continues to run.

Smile slightly, I know the dream when I was a child.

Don't cry and let the fireflies run away with you.

The song of the countryside will always be relied on.

Let's go home and go back to the original goodness.

Is that it?! The original lyrics are: "Tell the person you love how deep you are." ”

Composer" singer: Li Ronghao.

It's been a long time since I've seen you cut your long hair.

Talk about how to speak, talk about how to inspire.

I'm afraid of the numbness of the lyrics, I'm afraid of exaggeration.

Put a tape in the seventies and eighties.

I was only halfway through it, and I became sad.

The emotion in every sentence is now.

Composers write the most ordinary song of our lives.

Composer: Tell the person you love, how deep you are.

Composer: I'm still an old friend you haven't seen in years.

And you still don't quite understand that loneliness is a beat.

Musical notes don't write Writing songs is feeling.

A few glances at the world and a few more titles.

The ideas in the theory books are flawed.

Present a medal and say a piece of dialogue.

If you don't talk about love, try to be as wonderful as possible.

Very few people are born without being geniuses.

Composers write the most ordinary song of our lives.

Composer: Tell the person you love, how deep you are.

Composer: I'm still an old friend you haven't seen in years.

And you still don't quite understand that loneliness is a beat.

It's this:

Mitsura - fairy tale.

Come help me move, come help me move1

I can't remember how long I haven't heard you again.

Tell me your favorite story.

I thought about it for a long time and I started to panic.

Am I doing something wrong again?

You cried and said to me.

Fairy tales are all deceptive [um......(crying)] I can't be your prince [.]"There is no such thing in the world. "]

Maybe you won't understand after you say you love me.

My Sky [.]"Look at what to see] The stars are lit up.

I would like to be the angel you love in fairy tales.

Open your hands and turn into wings to protect you.

You have to believe that we will be like in a fairy tale.

Happiness and joy are the ends.

You cried and said to me.

Fairy tales are all lies, I can't be your prince [.]"Will you remember me? "Maybe you won't understand [.]"Will it be remembered for a long time? "]

Ever since you said you loved me"When you miss me"My Sky [.]"Be happy"The stars are bright.

I would like to be the angel you love in fairy tales.

Open your hands and turn into wings to protect you.

You have to believe that we will be like in a fairy tale.

Happiness and joy are the ends.

I'm going to become the angel you love in fairy tales.

Open your hands and turn into wings to protect you.

You have to believe that we will be like in a fairy tale.

Happiness and joy are the ends.

I will become the angel you love in fairy tales.

Open your hands and turn into wings to protect you.

You have to believe that we will be like in a fairy tale.

Happiness and joy are the ends.

Oh......Oh......Oh......

I can't remember how long it's been since I've heard you tell me your favorite story.

I thought about it for a long time, and I started to panic, if I was doing something wrong again.

You cried and told me that fairy tales are all lies.

I can't be your prince.

Maybe you won't understand after you say you love me.

The stars in my sky are bright.

I would like to be the angel you love in fairy tales.

Open your hands and turn into wings to protect you.

You have to believe that we will be like in a fairy tale.

Happiness and joy are the ends.

When the whole world ignores me, only you can't ignore me"

Song: The Promise of Wandering.

Singer: Gao Xiaosong.

There are many paths to that love, but I chose you as one.

You don't need to see me now, please listen to the songs I wrote for you.

You don't need to see me now, please listen to the songs I wrote for you.

To this day, I still remember vividly the silent dreaming age of me and you in the rain, I walked with you, you continue to wander, please remember me.

Walk with me.

Singing: Zhou Feng.

You are a pedestrian.

I'm also a passerby.

It's been a long road.

Two sincere hearts.

There are only pedestrians.

The most understanding of pedestrians.

The longer the road beneath your feet.

The deeper the love in the heart.

We start from the night. From night to morning.

We start from winter. From winter to spring.

With you, I walk.

No matter how tired you are, you are willing.

With you, I walk.

No matter how tired you are, you are willing.

You are a pedestrian.

I'm also a passerby.

The sun is your song.

The moon is my harp.

There are only pedestrians.

Most trusted pedestrians.

The road under your feet is more dangerous.

The more true the love in my heart.

We start from the night. From night to morning.

We start from winter. From winter to spring.

With you, I walk.

No matter how tired you are, you are willing.

With you, I walk.

No matter how tired you are, you are willing.