That is a good how many years ago like a Cantonese song, Hong Kong style full of melody, listen to the heart and soul.
Human memory is really a deep hole, sometimes a smell, a flower, a melody, can travel back to the situation at that time.
The melody of this song is too flirty, but the words are a bit sad, suitable for dusk when looking out the window to see the colorful sky, a little rhythm trampled on the lonely and onion-glorious mood of the youth.
The days of the plateau are too long, and the time in the hometown of Dali is used to waste. Especially in summer, more than eight o'clock before the sky will be dark, in the cool wind walk, play, is almost every small child in the dinner program, so boring childhood encountered countless sun like blood and the color of the sky. "The most familiar scene is the one in which the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for several times.
I always feel that Dali people more romantic. I don't know if it's because of the living environment?
The first job was as a teacher in the Shuren Kindergarten in my hometown. The kindergarten's two classrooms are located in the town's open-air movie plaza, in addition to many concrete steps as a bleacher, there is a large concrete stage and two long flower beds, flower beds are full of Gerbera flowers we went to the mountains to dig down. When the flowers are in bloom, they are yellow, pink, white and green, swaying in the wind.
At 3:30 p.m. when the children are dismissed from school, the large square is quiet. On bright moonlit nights, the director and we would pull the electric lights to the stage, turn on the tape recorder and have a moonlight ball.
The moon in our hometown is so beautiful!
I will never forget that scene, the blue night sky under the moon bright stars, clear light like water sprinkled in every corner, there is a breeze, there are insects singing, we sing, dance under the moonlight, and think about the future of the undulating bleachers.
Jacky Cheung, Qi Qin, Wang Jie, Zheng Zhihua, Zhou Hua Jian...their songs accompanied a whole summer night. I was eighteen years old that year!
Later, when I went to school in Kunming, I almost forgot to look at the sunset and moonlight when I was walking on the streets of traffic. I remember the moments in Kunming, or the midday sunlight penetrating through the shade of the sycamore trees on Wujing Road, or a sudden rainstorm during the long rainy season, or the blue sky of Dianchi Lake when I climbed up to Xishan Mountain alone when I was in a very difficult mood.
Later on, I came to the river city of Jilin. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey, and it was a long time ago that I was in the middle of a long journey. To see the light of day, you can only look at the window in the sleepless late at night that a touch of light, just that the moon is too far away, too cold.
And now, I'm in the dusk of a slight clearing after a rainstorm, breathing in the moist cool air, listening to the song "Sunset Drunk" over and over again, slowly knocking out the above words. In this sultry and sad melody, the rainy season in my hometown is revisited again.
The city is going to be a place where the lights will go out in a few moments.
The first thing I'd like to say is that I don't want to be a part of it, but I'd like to be a part of it!
I will drink a glass of wine and go home.
It's a good idea to have a drink before you go home.