Time boiled rain music score
lyrics
The wind blew the rain into the flowers.
Time can't catch up with the white horse
The dream of your young palm
Still insisting?
Clouds pour into summer.
Tears are evaporated by years.
You, me and her are on this road.
Is anyone lost?
We agreed not to separate.
always be together
Even if it is a race against time.
Even if it deviates from the whole world
The wind brightened the snowflakes.
Blow our hair white.
At the beginning, we said we would break the world together.
Do you remember?
That summer.
Unlimited wishes.
We can build a boat hand in hand.
Cross the sad river
You once said no separation.
always be together
Now I want to ask you
Is it just childish talk?
Innocent age can't bear to cheat.
Youth is ridiculous. I won't fail you.
Please don't erase the snow.
The trace of our being together
Snow cannot erase it.
The mark we made on each other.
NextWorld" Future Megatropolis
Grass separation
Send you a thousand miles on a moonlit night.
When the autumn wind comes next year,
Song appreciation
As the song says, what everyone cherishes will eventually become a dark light in the streamer.
What matters is not "cherish", nor about time, nor "dim light", but about "everyone".
Rain accumulates new soil, faults pile up high to form new river banks, and new flowers bloom on the river banks.
But this flower no longer belongs to you and me.
Rain washed away smoke and dust, but it never gave people a clear world.
The petals falling from the rain fell into the soil and were never found again. This petal has become a thing of the past.
At this time, the rain is still watering, and everything is reborn and perished, but it is always forgotten in the end.
After all, people are great and know how to stay.
Putting food in the refrigerator can slow down the decay of food.
We turn the memory of the past into light and shadow and make it immortal.
We really did it, but what was really worth cherishing was forgotten.
People are still not smart enough. All we can do is "slow down", not "forever". Those old days often make me think, is it time to boil it into rain, or time to boil these proud past events into rain.
Water all the new students and cover up yesterday's glory.
Those have been for a long time, those are beautiful people and beautiful things, those are just some people's things, time is boiling, the past is like rain, remember that it is not the wind, this song can touch the memories of youth very much, let us feel that the softest part of our hearts is moved, and the innocent years can't bear to be bullied, and I will not live up to your absurdity.
I want to encourage you.