Does the song Dust in the Firework mean anything and what does it express?

"Dust in the Fireworks" is a song sung by Hua Chenyu, written by Lin Xi, composed by Xilou, and arranged by Xilou and Zheng Nan.

Lin Xi had an understanding of Hua Chenyu through ** words before writing the lyrics, and the lyrics he wrote were also in line with his personal characteristics, as if tailor-made. The arrangement retains the psychedelic flavor of the West Building sample, with British keyboard accompaniment, with drums and bass, as well as the looming piano sound, which is integrated with Hua Chenyu's unique singing voice, and the treble is strong and unrestrained but maintains a psychedelic and ethereal feeling.

"Dust in the Fireworks"., composer West Building, lyrics Lin Xi, original singerHua Lu Ji slag Chenyu, included in Flower's 2014 release of ** "Quasimodo's Gift".

, this ** copywriting is written by Wu Mengzhi, and all the tracks are connected with the concept of "Thunderstorm Smoke Dew Light Dream", and the concept of this song is smoke.

The composer is an independent ** person who cherishes Huahua Xilou, Huahua once said in the show: Before sending **, I listened to tens of thousands of demos, until I heard this song, I said that I must see this author, and then told Xilou that the entire Chinese music scene.

Among the singers you know, anyone who sings it will ruin the song. Therefore, the lead mess of good tunes was given to the one who was most suitable for him.

The lyricist is Lin Xi, the accompaniment lyricist, Lin Xi is the judge of Hua Chenyu's participation in the Spring Festival Gala, it may be that Huahua's singing touched him, and he immediately agreed when he was invited to fill in the lyrics.

The song is to the effect that a lonely person walks in this cold world.

If you say what kind of life experience is expressed, then it is probably an unsociable person, walking in the lively life of others, watching former friends, or people around you, become hypocritical, but you are still a childlike heart, and you don't understand whether you should go with the flow, or continue to maintain your own innocence.

The lyrics say "I can't find it in the fireworks, the remains of innocence, only I guard the quiet desert, waiting for the flowers to bloom", now that people have grown up, the innocence in their hearts, the kindness is gone, only the people in the lyrics, alone guarding the innocent flowers.

In fact, there are many such people in reality who do not want to grow up, but are forced to grow up quickly. is unwilling to follow the crowd and become a hypocritical person with a mask, so he is still the upright self, but in life, he has become an outlier.

I have heard many great truths, but we always pretend not to understand, because we all understand that the more people understand, the more tired they are, and only if they don't know how to pretend to be stupid can they be more happy.

Many of us are embarrassed by ourselves, embarrassed to become the person others want to become, and the person in the lyrics, he is unwilling to change himself, so he can't fit into this world, his world is very lonely, watching others hypocritically lively, he is only willing to stay in his own world.

In childhood, we were the happiest and most innocent, but time and regret went too fast, we who were once happy have become miserable people, and time has never returned, and we can never go back to the happy time we once had.

Song: Dust in the Fireworks.

Singer: Hua Chenyu.

Lyrics: Lin Xi.

Composer: West Building.

Lyrics: Watching the flying dust fall No one realizes how free it exists, but the world loves to be lively.

I can't tolerate it, I'm bored, I shouldn't be alone, I'm the only one in a daze, guarding the quiet desert, waiting for the flowers to bloom.

I'm the only one who looks at other people's happiness and sighs.

Just let me listen to the great truth and don't want to understand.

What should I not have It is an old child living in my heart, if the world can't understand Confessing to the shadow Is it just me Still asking why Tomorrow will be more exciting In the fireworks I can't find the remains of innocence Only me Guarding the quiet desert Waiting for the flowers to bloom.

I'm the only one who looks at other people's happiness and sighs.

Just let me listen to the great truth and don't want to understand.

It's just me, it's me, it's weird, and I'm still emotional.

The wind is blowing Why don't you come back The wind is gone and doesn't come back Sad or sad and numb so fast Should it be Can it slow down.

Laughing heartily and crying frankly Why do you want the world to arrange me I am me I am just me It's just a fireworks, scattered dust, the wind blows over, the wind doesn't come back, can you slow down.

Dust in the fireworks: Hua Chenyu.

Arranger: West Building, Zheng Nan.

Lyrics: Lin Xi.

Watch the flying dust fall.

No one noticed it existed.

How free.

But the world loves to be lively.

I can't tolerate my boredom.

It shouldn't be alone in a daze.

I'm the only one guarding the quiet desert.

Waiting for the flowers to bloom.

It's just me who looks at the happiness of others.

I would have sighed.

Just let me listen to the great truth.

I don't want to understand.

What should and shouldn't.

I have an old child living in my heart.

If the world doesn't understand the confession to the shadow.

I'm the only one asking.

Why tomorrow is more exciting.

There is no innocent wreckage to be found in the fireworks.

I'm the only one guarding the quiet desert.

Waiting for the flowers to bloom.

It's just me who looks at the happiness of others.

I would have sighed.

Just let me listen to the great truth.

I don't want to understand.

It's just me, it's me, it's weird.

Still sighing. The wind is blowing and why don't you come back.

Once the wind is gone, it will not come back, and it will not be sad.

Numb so quickly should it be.

Can you slow down?

Laugh heartily and cry frankly.

Why should the expression be arranged by the world.

I am who I am, I am just me.

It's just a smoke and fireworks.

The wind is blowing.

The wind is gone and doesn't come back.

Can you slow down?

Singer: Hua Chenyu.

Lyrics: Lin Xi.

Composer: West Building.

Lyrics: Watching the flying dust fall and no one realizes it exists.

How free and easy, but the world loves to be lively.

I can't tolerate my boredom, and I shouldn't be alone in a daze.

I was the only one who stood by the quiet desert and waited for the flowers to bloom.

I'm the only one who looks at other people's happiness and sighs.

Just let me listen to the great truth and don't want to understand.

I was the only one who stood by the quiet desert and waited for the flowers to bloom.

I'm the only one who looks at other people's happiness and sighs.

Just let me listen to the great truth and don't want to understand.

It's just me, it's me, it's weird, and I'm still emotional.

The wind is blowing Why don't you come back The wind is gone and doesn't come back Sad or sad and numb so fast Should it be Can it slow down.

Laughing and crying frankly, why should the expression be arranged in this world.

I'm who I am, I'm just me, just a fireworks, scattered dust.

The wind is blowing in gusts, and the wind is gone, and if it doesn't come back, can it slow down.

The MV of "Dust in the Fireworks" was filmed and produced by the Tianyu team Gravitational Space, and was shot simultaneously with the ultra-long ** video of "Quasimodo's Gift". On the day of filming the MV, in order to create a smoky feeling, the director team took great pains to create a sense of smoke, both from the set to the props. The staff present and Hua Chenyu also suffered a lot of crimes, smoked a lot of smoke, and no one was spared in their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and only finished exhausting the smoke and dust in the house three days after filming the film.

Hua Chenyu - I really want to love this world.

Lyrics: Pei Yu.

Composer: Hua Chenyu.

Arranger: Zheng Nan.

Producer: Zheng Nan.

Holding the sofa, sleepy.

Messy hair. But longs to be like the protagonist of the movie.

Just as chic. Under the corner of the eaves are rows of crows.

Dense. Pent-up emotions.

I don't know how to express it.

Whether I'm here or there.

Like the chirping of a soulless insect.

But I know that I should make some efforts at this time.

Whether I'm here or there.

An irreparable past.

Whenever I think about it. Thought about leaving.

Exist in this way.

It's because of those narrations.

Those gestures, those hurts.

Didn't want to leave. When you say you're still there.

Suddenly, I began to look forward to it.

The sun is setting, turning over**.

No one called. It's me who is used to being lonely.

You deserve it.

Single-plank bridge, who is going to push it down?

Winners are counted. I rebelled silently.

When will it be defeated.

Whether I'm here or there.

Like the chirping of a soulless insect.

But I know that I should make some efforts at this time.

Whether I'm here or there.

An irreparable past.

Whenever I think about it. Thought about leaving.

Exist in this way.

It's because of those narrations.

Those gestures, those hurts.

Didn't want to leave. Maybe tried to be loved.

will begin to look to the future.

Scars are thrown to memories.

It's better to put it down.

Don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

Thought about leaving. When the sun loses to the haze.

I didn't expect you to be desperate.

Get out of the way for me. Had thought about leaving.

But he has persevered until now.

Survived those narrations.

Those gestures, those hurts.

Didn't want to leave. When your smile blooms.

The world is suddenly filled with color.

Holding the sofa, sleepy.

Messy hair. As the sun sets, turn on**.

It's you

Lyrics: Watching the flying dust fall No one realizes how free it exists, but the world loves to be lively.

I can't tolerate it, I'm bored, I shouldn't be alone, I'm the only one in a daze, guarding the quiet desert, waiting for the flowers to bloom.

I'm the only one who looks at other people's happiness and sighs.

Just let me listen to the great truth and don't want to understand.

What should I not have It is an old child living in my heart, if the world can't understand Confessing to the shadow Is it just me Still asking why Tomorrow will be more exciting In the fireworks I can't find the remains of innocence Only me Guarding the quiet desert Waiting for the flowers to bloom.

I'm the only one who looks at other people's happiness and sighs.

Just let me listen to the great truth and don't want to understand.

It's just me, it's me, it's weird, and I'm still emotional.

The wind is blowing Why don't you come back The wind is gone and doesn't come back Sad or sad and numb so fast Should it be Can it slow down.

Laughing heartily and crying frankly Why do you want the world to arrange me I am I am just me It's just a fireworks, scattered dust, the wind blows over, the wind is gone, and it doesn't come back, can you slow down Abba Aba