The color of the wind, the moral of this song.

The moral of the song "The Color of the Wind" is that it expresses the creator's feelings about life experience.

The lyrics of Color of the Wind come from the song Color of the Wind. This is a beautiful lyric song. The author uses "wind" to express his inner feelings and some regrets about life.

"The Color of the Wind" is a song sung by NINEONE, which was included in April 2009 19 album "Dear X".

lyrics

Spring breeze is the light blue of freshly dried sheets.

Is to reach for it with open hands, not just look.

I remember my first bike when I was a child.

Running across the street against the wind, humming Jay's song.

When the sun shines on my bare arm

It's not that childish tone anymore.

My hand was clenched by another hand and stopped at this moment.

I just found that the summer wind is dreamy purple.

etc.

I think I should look up.

No more excuses for unfinished business.

Waiting for the wind is not my style at all.

Run against the wind and find time to turn back.

I saw the color of the wind.

I heard the color of the wind.

I met the color of the wind.

I know the color of the wind.

I saw the color of the wind.

I heard the color of the wind.

I met the color of the wind.

I know the color of the wind.

How I wish I had no care and no sustenance all my life.

I don't want to end up with regret, except tears.

I want to put everything down and live aboveboard.

Give me all those unreasonable and dishonest people.

Go away.

Go away.

What color is autumn wind?

You said it was the sad orange-red maple leaf.

I pretended not to hear you clearly.

There are several factors in the words.

You said forget it, stop it.

I can only talk to the wind.

The snow fell one by one.

The white wind is patting my face and laughing at me.

There's nothing.

And then there was nothing.

The color painted.

It will eventually turn white.

I will make mistakes again.

I accidentally said I gave up.

Landing smoothly every time.

I am always in a hurry to stand up.

Use more adjectives to express.

How cunning can sincerity be?

The weight of pain can kill you.

A tripod that supports happiness

I see the color of the wind.

But it's not enough to express the moment I passed.

Put it down.

Is it a photo frame now?

Someone always wants to cut in line.

Someone tried desperately to escape.

I saw the color of the wind.

I heard the color of the wind.

I met the color of the wind.

I know the color of the wind.