Appreciation and appreciation of the lyrics of Thousands of Miles Away:
The eaves are like cliffs, blocking the light from thousands of miles away, the wind chimes are like the vast sea, the tenderness thousands of miles away cannot fly across the endless sea. Water waves, love thousands of miles away, in fact, you and I both understand that it is just a debt that cannot be paid off and cannot be spoken to. It’s just that you and I are addicted to the hazy beauty, unwilling to wake up, and refuse Think about the final arrangement. We are all too young. The 20-year calendar is stacked under the tree with annual rings. The love we are looking forward to is solemnly hung on the treetop where the moon is closest to the ground, etc. You come to interpret my love, and wait for you to try to approach my heart. I will give you the most true and gentle love, and describe it in my heart countless times, the most beautiful paradise that belongs only to you and me, dusk and morning, It was originally agreed that after Yan flew south 6 times, I would take a photo with Yan and meet you, which ended the lovesickness and concern thousands of miles away.
Just waiting for Yan to come back has become the most important thing in my life. One thing is counting the number of times Yan returns 1.2.3, 3. When Yan returns, he also brings you to give me the last love, which condenses my waiting for love in one life. The ancients often said that love will last three generations, and my three lives Yuan Lian only needs 3 times of Yan's return time to finish reading. The time is arranged, who artificially ends it early. Play an accident, the song ends, and you just walk away quietly, there is no lingering nostalgia. In a sad state, without looking back, you just walked away freely, as if everything in the story had nothing to do with you. You were never the protagonist, nor did you love or be loved. I was just a rag doll in your emotional game. , now that you have grown up, you no longer need the confession of the rag doll, go to the distance to find your next love, the emotional traveler without a terminal, where is your last waiting.
Story in the city Outside, the thick fog refused to clear. Unexpectedly, one day, when I went back to the road I had walked yesterday, I felt indifferent and calm, as if the people and events in the story had nothing to do with me. I could not clearly see the dialogue, plot and theme. , Love beyond the end of the world, I don’t know why, I suddenly thought of this sentence. People are thousands of miles away, and my heart feels like I am far away from the end of the world. No matter how beautiful and true the dialogue is, it cannot compare with the lonely lovesickness and love in the long dark night. Endless waiting. The ancients often said, "The moon is the soul, the flowers are the appearance, the water is the emotion, and the poems are the companions." So I tried to place myself in the world of pillowing on the moon and listening to the waves, and tried to forget the unsatisfactory things. The loss, gradually thousands of miles away is no longer my attention and concern, many confusions are just a confession between thoughts, when people are far away from the emotional stage of just confession, looking for strangers, looking for themselves, looking for a sky without shadow. < /p>
When You Meng woke up, she realized that someone was opening the ending outside the window. The story that had already ended long ago had to piece together the next round of themes. Don’t you know that the future is as thin as cicada’s wings? I can't stand anyone to tear it apart. People can't be too selfish or too cruel. The confession that has ended, why not let it be buried in the stacked calendars and never be opened again. The wind has long ceased to exist. Could it be that what you heard is just The dialogue between me and the leaves, I send you away thousands of miles away, in the silent black and white rewind, whether you and I should understand that in the silent era, maybe we shouldn’t love each other too far away. I send you away from the end of the world, not for anything else , just because your emotions are no longer blank. Where does the sound of the piano come from? Life and death are hard to guess. Do you have to wait all your life for the feeling of turning into a butterfly?
Hearing the sound of tears, I went into the forest to look for the white pear blossoms, and there was only a line of moss. , the empty mountain is filled with mist and helpless rain, the sky is outside the mountain, and the rain falls on the flower terrace. One day when my temples are gray, the blazing passion of youth is still in my thoughts, I am waiting for you to come, waiting unchanged, just, just, I'm so afraid that when you come back one day, the love I once had will still be there. I'm dressed in glazed white, transparent with dust, and my otherworldly love is just waiting for you to come back from the rain again, turning sadness into poetry. The rain curtains are heavy, and I keep getting wet. Until now, the hibiscus is collected on the water, and the shadow of the boat is still there. Why haven't you come back yet? The story has been covered by the years. Waiting for the first time has made me miss you, but the flowers you said have bloomed and withered, and everything in the past has long been blank... ..
"Thousands of Miles Away"
Lyrics: Fang Wenshan
The eaves are like cliffs, the wind chimes are like the vast sea, I am waiting for the return of the swallows
Time You were assigned to act out an accident and you walked away quietly
The story is about a thick fog outside the city that cannot be cleared and you can’t see the dialogue clearly
You can’t tell that the news doesn’t exist, it’s me who is lamenting
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Who opened the ending on the window sill when I woke up from the dream
The future that is as thin as cicada wings cannot withstand anyone to tear it apart
I will send you away thousands of miles away from you Silent black and white
Perhaps we shouldn’t love each other too far away in the age of silence
Will you still be there after I send you away from the end of the world
Where does the sound of the piano come from? Life and death are difficult to guess. Spend your whole life waiting
Hear the sound of tears and go into the forest to look for the white pear blossoms, only a line of moss
The sky is outside the mountains and the rain falls on the flower bed, my temples are all gray
Smell the tears I went into the forest to find the white pear blossoms, only a line of moss
The sky is outside the mountains, the rain falls on the flower bed, I am waiting for you to come
A body of glazed white transparent dust, your flawless love
< p>You came from the rain, poeticized sorrow, I am soaked nowThe shadow of the hibiscus boat on the water is still there, but you have not come back
Covered by the years, the flowers you said have bloomed and become blank in the past.
When you wake up from the dream, who opens the ending on the window sill
The future is as thin as cicada wings and cannot withstand anyone to tear it apart
I will send you away thousands of miles away Outside you are silent and black and white
In the age of silence, perhaps love should not be too far away
I send you away from the end of the world, are you still there
How does the sound of the piano come about life and death? It’s hard to guess in a lifetime...
I will send you away thousands of miles away from your silent black and white
In the age of silence, perhaps love should not be too far away
I will send you away Are you still there after leaving the end of the world?
Where the sound of the piano comes from. Life and death are hard to guess. It will take a lifetime to wait.