It's windy The lyrics rewritten the composition.

1. Write a composition on the topic of "It's windy" late at night. Rain, like a naughty child, jumped from the air and fell to the ground with cheers, which became our sorrow.

We are an unfortunate generation. I often think that if I have a younger brother or sister, I will be more relaxed and have less pain in the sea of questions. The leaves on the tree are still ... but there is no wind. If there is wind, it will be more suitable for this artistic conception.

Rainy days are as bleak as life. The rain has subsided and passers-by have returned to their old appearance. They should go home quickly.

I sat by the window and watched them come and go, go and come back, as if they were repeating forever, but they had to repeat again. Suddenly think of reincarnation, too, endless, over and over again.

Perhaps, it is more sad than reincarnation, because there is Meng Po Tang in reincarnation, and people who have been reincarnated can't remember the past, so they won't feel helpless at all, and people here, knowing that they are repeating themselves, have to. In fact, sometimes ignorance is a kind of happiness.

After seeing so many people and understanding so many feelings, I finally found that we are all so sad when we are alive. I don't want to get lost in this reinforced concrete world, so I close myself up and be alone forever. I don't want to be lonely, but I have to be lonely.

I am like an injured animal, walking through the unpredictable city, trying to leave, but I can't get out. I can only think about escaping in countless dreams, but I have to be content with the status quo. Finally, the wind came.

Well, it's time for this artistic conception.

2. "Wind" lyrics "Wind"

Lyrics: America

Music: Yu Takahashi

Sing it: you also use coupons to buy peppers.

Stop-and-go along the way, pursuing the traces of juvenile wandering.

Before I stepped out of the station, I hesitated.

This feeling of being close at hand makes me laugh, which is inevitable.

And the weather in Nagano is still so warm.

The wind blows the past, and I first met this world, so I wandered.

Looking at the horizon seems to be in front of me, I am willing to go through fire and water again.

Now I walk through this world and wander around.

Open the different faces of the years and burst into your smile.

I used to be unable to extricate myself from the world and addicted to talking in my sleep.

Really true, not entangled, not afraid of jokes.

I turned my youth into her, and I also played the summer at my fingertips.

Move your heart and let go.

Go against the light and let the wind and rain hit you.

A short stop-and-go, but also a little distance.

I don't know if it's a story or a mood.

Maybe what you are looking forward to is a race against time.

See you again and smile sweetly in the cool morning light.

Long, long ago, I met this world for the first time, so I wandered around.

Looking at the horizon seems to be in front of me, I am willing to go through fire and water again.

Now I walk through this world and wander around.

Open the different faces of the years and burst into your smile.

I used to be unable to extricate myself from the world and addicted to talking in my sleep.

Not true or false, not entangled, not afraid of jokes.

I turned my youth into her, and I also played the summer at my fingertips.

Move your heart and let go.

The evening breeze blows up the white hair between your temples and soothes the scars left by memories.

In your eyes, light and shadow are intertwined, and a smile gives birth to flowers.

Twilight covers your stumbling steps and walks into the paintings hidden by the bed.

You in the photo, talk with your head down.

I'm still lamenting the size of the world and indulging in childhood love stories.

No truth, no struggle, no jokes.

I finally returned my youth to her, along with the summer when my fingertips bounced.

When the heart moves, it goes with the wind.

In the name of love, are you still willing?

Extended data:

"The wind is blowing" is a song written by Miguo, which was sung with coupons when buying peppers. This song is adapted from the song ヤキモチ written and sung by Gao Qiao Yu (included in the album そこに released on 20 12).

ヤキモチ, whose Chinese name is Jealousy, is the theme song of the third season of the Japanese high-scoring warm-hearted Japanese drama Midnight Food Store 20 14.

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3. What is wind lyrics? Wind lyrics. The story behind the lyrics is very cool-buying peppers is also useful.

Dance music: DJ station

Lyrics: America

Composer: Yu Takahashi

Stop and walk all the way.

Follow the footsteps of teenagers drifting

The moment before walking out of the station

There is some hesitation.

This feeling of being close at hand made me laugh.

Still inevitable

The day in Nagano

Still so warm

The wind blew up the past

Long, long ago, I first met this world.

Wander around

Looking at the horizon seems to be right in front of you.

I'm willing to go through fire and water again.

Walking in this world

Wander around

Turn over the different faces of the years

Caught off guard, broke into your smile.

I have never been able to get out of this world.

I'm addicted to talking in my sleep, too

It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, tangled and afraid of jokes.

I once turned my youth into her.

I was once in the middle of summer.

Let go if you are moved.

Go against the light and let the wind and rain hit you.

Stop-and-go short circuit

It is also a few minutes away.

I don't know if it's a story or a mood.

Maybe all you expect is to race against time.

See you again.

Chen Guangli, Wei Liang

Smile very sweetly.

Long, long ago, I first met this world.

Wander around

Looking at the horizon seems to be right in front of you.

I'm willing to go through fire and water again.

Walking in this world

Wander around

Turn over the different faces of the years

Caught off guard, broke into your smile.

I have never been able to get out of this world.

I'm addicted to talking in my sleep, too

It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, tangled and afraid of jokes.

I once turned my youth into her.

I was once in the middle of summer.

Let go if you are moved.

The evening breeze blows up the white hair on your temples.

Heal the scars left by memory

Your eyes are full of light and shadow, and your smile is blooming.

Twilight obscures your faltering steps.

Walking into the hidden paintings at the bedside.

In the picture, you are talking with your head down.

I still lament the size of the world.

Indulge in childhood love stories

No truth, no struggle, no meaningless jokes.

I finally returned my youth to her.

Together with the summer when the fingertips bounce.

The heart moves with the wind.

Will you still do it in the name of love?

4. Composition: 700 words is very windy. Write one thing. Description of people and environment "Hoo … Hoo …" Come in from the window at night, and the shadows on the wall are swaying. Oh, it's windy Looking at the night sky, my thoughts fly far away.

"Well, it's still cold outside, and it's hot inside." "Hey, it is windy. Come into the house. " "Oh." When I was a child, I always liked to stand on the outdoor balcony and blow my hair. Because I am afraid of the heat, I always feel that the room is too stuffy. Grandma always calls me in when I blow my hair to enjoy the cool. Every time he promised to come in, he still blew his hair on the balcony.

In order to be healthy, every time after dinner, I always go out for a walk with my grandmother and walk in the Woods. When I was a child, my family lived in the suburbs, and there was a forest nearby, listening to birds singing and watching the sunset. An old man and a young man walked hand in hand in the forest. "Honey, it's windy. Let's go home!" "no!" "Be obedient." So, an old man and a young man, hand in hand, walked on the way when they came.

Because my parents are busy at work, when I was in kindergarten, my grandmother often came to pick me up after school. "Hoo ... Hoo ..." "It's windy and cold." "Honey, put on this coat quickly." Oh, grandma was afraid I was cold, so she brought my clothes. Ah, that bag, I always took it with me when my grandmother came to pick me up. Is there always a skirt in it?

Thought of here, my heart can't help but be caught. Why? Why didn't I find it earlier and didn't think of it? alas ......

It is autumn again. My family has moved for several years, and the quality of life at home is constantly improving, but grandma's health is getting worse every day.

"Hoo ..." The wind blew, "Boom ..." It thundered. I am afraid of thunder, especially at night. "Grandma, can I sleep with you? I am afraid. " Grandma didn't say anything, just told me to lie down. A bed that is not too big, lying on two people, can't help but seem a little crowded. Alas! I only blame myself for being too headstrong and too timid.

"Hoo ..." The wind is blowing.

One morning in junior high school. I get up early, wash and have breakfast as usual. But I always feel that something is wrong, and I can't say what is wrong.

"Mom, get up and have breakfast." Dad opened the door to wake grandma. It's too quiet. No, it should not be so quiet. Grandma is sick, because she is noisy every morning, but why is it so quiet today? Don't! Don't! ! "Mom, mom ..." Dad's shouts broke the silence. I won't! I won't! I dropped my chopsticks and rushed into the room. ...

I don't remember how I went to school, how I spent it, and how I went home that day. I only remember seeing fallen leaves all over the floor when I went out. It was windy last night.

A cool breeze brought my thoughts back to reality, and suddenly I felt a chill on my cheeks. So I cried. I didn't cry at grandma's funeral. I didn't cry like my cousin. I even took part. Adults say children are too young to understand. No, I understand, because I understand, so I don't cry, because grandma doesn't like me crying and doesn't want me to cry.

Looking up at the starry sky, another picture emerges: an old man and a young man walking hand in hand in the Woods, listening to the birds singing and watching the sunset.

"Hoo ..." It's windy again.

5. Start with the wind and write a paragraph of about 200 words. The refreshing autumn wind brings coolness to the scenery.

The autumn wind blows gently, and the red leaves sway like a beating flame.

The autumn wind with the fragrance of grains is blowing head-on, which is refreshing.

The cool breeze suddenly rises, and the yellow leaves flutter and sway with the wind.

The autumn wind galloped across the field happily, and everything in the field turned golden yellow.

The autumn wind rustled, dyed the fields yellow and the maple leaves red, bringing a hint of coolness.

The ruthless autumn wind stripped the trees of their gorgeous costumes, so they had to stand there naked and thin.

Autumn wind, like a sharp sickle, blew over the willow tip, and the half-green and half-yellow leaves swished down.

Autumn wind, like a magnificent brush, painted the leaves with light red, light yellow, deep purple and green, and painted a colorful landscape painting.

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6. What do the lyrics mean when the wind blows? What do the lyrics of It's Windy mean?

This song is about life and love. The newly arrived teenagers are in high spirits. When he met this world for the first time, he lingered and was willing to go through fire and water to see him again. This kind of confidence and look between the lines always gives people a feeling of excitement, which reminds him of his youth and enthusiasm.

In the cool morning light, I saw you again and smiled sweetly. These words are the sadness and happiness of lovers' farewell. Lyrics describe an inner world and a person's life, both young and mature. There are traces of mental journey.

However, it is very rare to walk through this world and still wander in various ways, turn over the different faces of the years and see the complicated and still young mentality of this world. Is a man who has never been ravaged by years.

The lyrics of "It's windy" are as follows:

Stop-and-go along the way, pursuing the traces of juvenile wandering.

Before I stepped out of the station, I hesitated.

This feeling of being close at hand makes me laugh, which is inevitable.

And the weather in Nagano is still so warm.

The wind blew past, and I met this world for the first time.

Wandering around, looking at the horizon seems to be just around the corner.

I am willing to go through fire and water again, and now I have passed this world.

Wandering around, turning over the different faces of the years

I was caught off guard and broke into your smile. I was once unable to get out of this world.

I still indulge in talking in my sleep, regardless of truth or falsehood.

No struggle, no fear of jokes.

I turned my youth into her, and I also played the summer at my fingertips.

Move your heart and let go.

Go against the light and let the wind and rain hit you.

A short stop-and-go, but also a little distance.

I don't know if it's a story or a mood.

Maybe what you are looking forward to is a race against time.

Goodbye in the cool morning light.

Smile sweetly and meet the world for the first time.

Wandering around, looking at the horizon seems to be just around the corner.

I am willing to go through fire and water again, and now I have passed this world.

Wandering around, turning over the different faces of the years

I was caught off guard and broke into your smile. I was once unable to get out of this world.

I still indulge in talking in my sleep, regardless of truth or falsehood.

No struggle, no fear of jokes.

I turned my youth into her, and I also played the summer at my fingertips.

Move your heart and let go.

The evening breeze blows up the white hair between your temples and soothes the scars left by memories.

In your eyes, light and shade are mixed.

Smiles and flowers will bloom, and twilight will cover your faltering steps.

When you talk with your head down, you still lament the size of the world.

I am also addicted to childhood love stories, leaving no truth.

No struggle, no jokes.

I finally returned my youth to her, along with the summer when my fingertips bounced.

When the heart moves, it goes with the wind.

In the name of love, are you still willing?

Extended data:

The song "It's windy" was originally the theme song of Miyazaki Hayao's movie "It's windy", which was adapted from the song "ヤキモチ" written and sung by Gao Qiao Yu on February 2, 20 17. Later, it was rewritten into a Chinese song by the United States, and singers also covered it with coupons and special sounds. On February 3rd, 2065438+0818, a new version of "It's windy" was released in Netease Cloud Music.

References:

Sogou Encyclopedia-The Wind is Blowing

Greeny's version of "It's Windy" is more suitable for Greeny's unique voice in arrangement, which maximizes his gentle and delicate voice and can deeply attract the audience as soon as he opens his mouth. Many fans call it "fairy singing" and "fairy range span"

In singing, Greeny integrated her unique "sense of youth" into it, fresh and natural, without losing strength and hope, showing the most distinctive "peak" atmosphere. As he said, "I hope this version can create a wind in your hearts and accompany you when the wind rises, which will be the sweetest harvest for the singer."