"Language is a traitor, language is dirty, only music is still beautiful."
People always use language to process and decorate for their own purposes, and we always forget the truth behind the temptation of light language.
The more we listen, the more confused we become. Noise and commotion, we are blindly driven forward, or we charge spontaneously to find the meaning of life.
If one day, we all become dumb, and any fancy language skills are useless, what if there is only natural music?
The music is unadorned, and all the joys and sorrows of the world are gathered here, brewing, waiting for the right time to express the sincere heart to those who are destined.
It's like a good wine that has been in dust for many years.
Because of love, because of purity, the test of the cold bench makes the soul more mellow.
O oppressed people, suffering makes us disheveled, we grow up early, and we sleep in the rough. . . .
Don't be afraid of loneliness and hesitation!
Love finally makes us run towards the same destination one after another!
All laughter and laughter will be the harmonious performance of life.
We grow old, but music never dies, romance and passion stay young.
Whether trapped within a high wall, or living at the height of a temple.
Some people are hunched and ragged, listening to the sound of heaven and earth, shaped by wind and frost, like the pines of a high mountain, as strong and powerful;
Some people are arrogant and loud, just like a good potted plant in a Chinese room.
People with dreams are amazing. Awe for the great music and applaud for the love in the soul.
Like anyone in the movie who both expected and quietly waited for a joke at the beginning, I apologize.
We underestimate pure contagion, and we cannot stand aside as critics.
Music makes us naive children rather than picky adults. Instead of watching, join in.
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