Your own sky, your own sky

Everyone has their own sky in their hearts, and in their own sky, we soar freely, open the most beautiful wings in people's hearts, and take care of every pure cloud in our sky.

Perhaps, each cloud is its own little secret, and the purity of the cloud tells us the simplicity of small things. Perhaps, from time to time, we will search the trajectory of our memories and find the happiest and innocent self in the dusty memory. Perhaps, the most beautiful wings are the softest place in the human heart, because there is a perfect angel living in everyone's heart!

Some people invite friends to share their beautiful sky, but no one knows how much time the owner of the sky spends showing everyone the clear blue sky. They are good at hiding themselves, and they don't want their friends to worry about him. But they never understood the true meaning of friendship.

Friendship is about sharing, whether it's sharing happiness or pain!

Someone leaves the door of his sky open and shows himself to others without reservation, but he does not let everyone trust him, and others think that he is uneasy and kind. For the master of the heavens does not understand the affairs of the world, does not understand the sinister nature of the human heart, and does not understand that there are many good people in the world, but there are not no bad people.

Our skies are laid out by ourselves, and we have our own decisions. Your own sky is always the most beautiful!

The fish has its comfortable dwelling, the horse has its vast home, and the bird has its free city. Oh, I wish I had a sky of my own.

The sky I have must be blue and vast, unrestrained and endless. There is no noise and impetuosity under that sky, everything is maintainedThe most primitive and authentic. There are endless forests, vast fields, and endless seas.

It was a world of peace and serenity.

Under the sky that belongs to me, I can ignore the eyes of others, wear the chic black cloak of my dreams all year round, and run freely in the world like a witch. I don't need to be empty in my world, because it will be lonely, I can go where I want to go with my mom and dad, I can do what I like, and share each other's joys and sorrows with them, instead of juggling around work and homework all day.

There must be a vast forest under my own sky, and I will stay there for a while, pitching my tent and pitching the hall there, just like my idol Bandari. The creatures there live their carefree lives, and I can reap my joy here. Whenever I walk into the forest, I always feel like I should be a part of this place, maybe I am a tree that has taken root in this land that nurtures all things.

The trunks of the trees are silent in the fragrant earth, and the branches are flying in the drizzle of the wind, and with the passage of time, they continue to grow taller and stronger. I was able to live comfortably in that beautiful place, listening to the singing and howling of birds and beasts every day, and growing up in a natural band. When the rainstorm comes, you can hide under the huge leaves and listen to the sound of the raindrops falling, and watch the branches and leaves of the plants entwined.

The gossamer webs are filled with dewy light.

I will run under the sky that belongs to me, on that road that has no end. I'm going to cross the stream, I'm going to cross the mountains, I'm going to run through the golden wheat fields, all the way to the vast fields. Maybe I'll roll on the grass first, and then lie on the fluffy grass, looking at the clear blue sky, squinting at the dancing warm sun dancing on the eyelashes, emitting a blurry golden light; Perhaps I will ride a galloping horse between heaven and earth, my robe rattling in the fierce wind, and blowing through the ends of countless winds; Maybe I'll walk out of my dwelling in the middle of the night, ignore the cold, lie on the grassland and look at the brightest and largest stars in the world, they twinkle in my eyes, maybe I'll sing with me, sing with me about the flying and flamboyant of youth.

The shallow pond is the home of the fish, the vast grassland is the home of the horses, and the blue sky is the city of the birds.

And what about my sky? Perhaps,As long as the dream is still there, there must be a blue sky that belongs to me on the other side of my heart.

The lyrics of "My Sky" are as follows:Goodbye my love.

i wanna say goodbye

Goodbye to my past.

i want a new life

Goodbye my tears, falls, and failures.

Goodbye to that youthful and frivolous era.

Goodbye, my troubles are no longer alone.

Goodbye my cowardice cries no more.

now i wanna say

hello my future.

hellohello

In the endless night.

All are about to be destroyed.

At least I still have dreams.

I am also touched by you.

The original beginning of the dawn.

It's in my heart.

As long as I have dreams.

You will see a rainbow.

In my sky.

Frustration and parting are just the embellishments of life.

It took years for me to read my family's tears.

I found that I didn't have the courage to say goodbye.

Song informationMy Sky" is the theme song and ending song created by NZBZ for the movie "Youth Pie", written and sung by NZBZ, and later included in the "6415" released by NZBZ on May 25, 2016, the song has won the hot song list of QQ**, Kugou**, Kuwo**, NetEase Cloud** and other major **platforms for nearly 24 months, and has received unanimous praise.

On June 28, 2015, NZBZ launched an unplugged version of "My Sky", which was later included in the ** "Pseudo-Pop" released by NZBZ on January 4, 2016. In the theme song "My Sky", the pop style depicts the energetic and surging feelings of teenagers, while the metallic shouts express inspirational voices.

Summary. Good afternoon, dear.

My sister understands here: 1You only think about yourself and don't take into account the feelings of other people2

You have your own sky, you can have your own thinking, your own way of life, and you won't be disturbed by anyone3The sky is wide and beautiful, and that's your world.

What does it mean that you only have your own sky.

Dear good afternoon, sister here understands:1You only think about yourself, and you don't take into account the aftermath of other people's empty feelings2

You have your own sky, you can have your own thinking, your own way of life, and you won't be disturbed by anyone3The sky is wide and beautiful, and that's your world.

Maybe the other party is particularly happy and filial piety in his heart, but he can't walk into your world, he can only look at you from afar, but he can't catch you, he wants to be with you, talk and laugh together, share together, hold hands together, but he tried a lot and couldn't enter your world, so he said here that you have your sky.

In the dear.