To tell the truth, this song "A Mountain Road" did not arrive as scheduled. The tune is plain and the lyrics are average. Although it has a sense of painting, it does not directly hit people's hearts.
I don't know about Mao. The first two songs "Sorrow" and "People Like Me" are a little sad, so I chose a less sad song in this issue.
A mountain road should be an understanding of life. After climbing mountains and mountains, being open-minded is a journey that everyone has to go through, and finally the soul can be detached. I don't think it's easy for Mao to choose this song title. That's what he wants to express. Life gives the pulse, there is blood, and the body has experienced life and death, and there is a soul.
Whose dream did bluestone keep?
An autumn rain fell again and again.
The passengers are in a hurry.
Visitors from four seasons.
Everyone is an island, and others can't get close to it or get out. People who love you no matter how much will not fully understand you. Everyone is lonely in this world.
I like crying since I was a child. Cry whenever something happens, especially afraid of quarreling. Even if others are unreasonable, I just cry. Later, I like to travel alone. When a strong sense of loneliness crosses mountains and rivers, it can overcome my vulnerability. The jade jewelry in the world has gradually become stronger in this hundred million years of wind and rain, and I have gradually become stronger in tempering, so I am no longer so easy to cry.
Just as the sky broke the outline of the distant mountain last night.
I think we forgot to say it a long time ago.
After a leaf of twists and turns, there is another bumpy road.
Can't walk out, can't see through.
After a leaf twists and turns, it is another bump.
Can't walk out, can't see through.
In my opinion, it is the best lyrics of this song. A few days ago, I encouraged myself to send my resume to Haifeng in China. As a fan for more than a year, I naturally want to get his approval, but I won't give up writing because of his disapproval. Life is to climb mountains in front of you, and then look at the stars at the top of the mountain.
The mist in the valley kissed the mist.
How many love stories are hidden under the dead leaves
Birds returning through the sky
It doesn't ask and you don't answer.
The flowing water finally passed through the mountains.
Looks like you're still holding on after all these years.
Has Baiyun heard your story?
Laugh. You're laughing at me.
It is said that the shadow I saw in Mao's body, the song "Mountain" that I have to talk about, is also a description of vicissitudes. When I heard this song, I was surprised that the lyrics became so philosophical after Jonathan Lee's arrangement and combination, and that was the feeling of singing into your heart.
I have a lot to say but I haven't said it yet.
I kept it because I wanted to write a song.
Let people sing gently and remember gently.
Even if I finally forget, it's worth it.
Maybe my life is just a trickle of thoughts.
Lucky to blend into a river.
Then we'll end up separately
Looking at the bend of the river, I finally dared to be bold.
Face the difficulties of life with a playful smile
Maybe we never matured.
Get old before you know it.
Even if it is still the person who lives in my heart.
young people
Often look back because of anxiety
Ignorance is boring and ashamed to ask for help.
Climb tirelessly over every mountain
Although it has turned white over the hill.
Sadness that you don't pay when you chatter.
I haven't seen immortality yet.
Just lose yourself first.
Only when I climbed the mountain did I find that no one was waiting.
Chatting can never bring back tenderness.
Why don't you remember who gave you a hug last time?
When?
I didn't mean to hide it or upset you.
How many times have we been drunk and unhappy?
Curse that life is short, sigh and meet each other late.
It doesn't matter if a woman cries and wears makeup.
It's a pity that we will never mature.
Get old before you know it.
I tried my best, but I still don't understand.
The young people around you
Just give yourself a reason.
Flirting with love, fate
Fight back to death.
Although it has turned white over the hill.
Sadness that you don't pay when you chatter.
I haven't seen immortality yet.
Just lose yourself first.
Only when I climbed the mountain did I find that no one was waiting.
Chatting can never bring back tenderness.
Why don't you remember who gave you a hug last time?
When?
Crossing the hill, I found no one waiting.
This is Jonathan Lee's lifelong regret. He made music all his life and was loved by countless people. In the end, no lover can give him a hug when he comes home. Many successful roads are tortuous, and many successful people are lonely.
Jonathan Lee's Hill has always been my favorite song. I think it is too difficult for anyone to surpass this talented musician, but at least I found his shadow in Mao Nan and understood life with my own songs.
Ordinary people sing ordinary songs. May Mao not change his original heart and go further and further on his ordinary music road.