This is a very distant thing.
Acacia is nothing,
It's long gone.
Drunk in the city that never sleeps,
Neons is everywhere.
The wine glass is very amorous.
Most willing to forget ancient poetry,
The most dismissive thing is acacia.
Keeping love and being afraid of others laughing,
Still afraid of being seen clearly.
In spring, I came to see the red beans bloom again.
I didn't see a lover take it off,
Fireworks carry romantic feelings.
Very short, just a few words.
When those red berries come in spring,
This is a very distant thing.
First of all, the statement "when those red plums come in spring" was denied at the beginning, and the tone adopted was not tough, which made people feel that it was not really negative, but a feeling that they were about to lose confidence in this statement.
The last sentence:
Acacia is nothing,
No one cares about it long ago;
This is probably self-deprecating. Although I am lovesick, no one cares about (my) lovesickness. Not only that, look around, is there anyone like me? It turns out that nobody cares.
It seems to be a feeling that no one cares about acacia. However, if people are not lovesick, will they notice these?
Drunk in the city that never sleeps,
Neons is everywhere.
The wine glass is very amorous.
This sentence is disappointment, self-indulgence and indulgence that I don't understand after writing. I don't need to explain too much. Many people have had similar feelings. Since you can't get it, you will lose something. Look at this sigh, "all kinds of customs" is obviously derogatory. Here, we can see the irony of "getting drunk and sleeping in the city that never sleeps": so much for your so-called love, hehe.
Maybe it contains a little anger.
Most willing to forget ancient poetry,
The most dismissive thing is acacia.
This sentence is written as before, but there is a lot of understanding. I hope I can forget those ancient poems and, like others, despise acacia; I think this is the emotional climax of the whole song. The extreme disappointment of acacia in front has been revealed in control. When I got here, I finally couldn't help venting. It was because no one understood, was extremely disappointed, and said such a thing with resentment in sadness. Just like many people love but can't be hurt by love. Will say (or think): forget it, tired, no longer love, it is better to love yourself more. In fact, when I think like this, I am unwilling, just because I can't see hope. What happened afterwards? Still not hurt? Because it is too difficult for people like me to do "the most dismissive thing is lovesickness."
Keeping love and being afraid of others laughing,
Still afraid of being seen clearly.
This sentence directly wrote down the reasons for his depression: he was afraid of being laughed at and seen clearly, so he could not be understood by others; Guarding such a love hidden in the dark alone, if the ending is not satisfactory, how can it not be despair in uppercase?
Spring comes to see the red beans bloom again.
I didn't see a lover take it off,
Fireworks carry romantic feelings.
This sentence is a response to the previous sentence. As mentioned above, lovesickness is neglected, which is verified by facts. This fact once again disappoints me, and also implies that there are few lovers in the world, which highlights that I am not understood because I am out of place (in fact, it is also my inner contradiction to be afraid of being seen clearly and want to be understood)
The last sentence, followed by, "There are many kinds of customs in the wine glass." I'm afraid I've lost that real feeling between fireworks.
But it can be seen here that "I" cherish the true feelings and form a contrast with others. And carefully understand, is it really "the truth is not there"?