Drunk wind lyrics

I like this song very much, and the lyrics are very artistic.

Singer: Zhang

The moonlight is hazy.

Send wine with the wind

Too many poems.

Drunk to death in the night sky

Get drunk and have sex with you.

Do you remember?

A prudent heart

Why is there only this song?

Will bring you closer.

An intoxicating breeze

I think too much.

Impulse like a moth to a fire.

finally

And a candle.

Drain my energy.

end

Who is not wrong?

I see through it.

The emptiness of the dream mirror

The piano plays one song at a time.

Do you like it?

Wind, snow and the moon are all beautiful.

Get drunk and have sex with you.

Do you remember?

A prudent heart

The butterfly has disappeared without a trace.

Raise a glass to drown your sorrows.

Nobody loves you.

Rap:

The moonlight is hazy, and the breeze sends wine.

Too many poems lead a drunken life and die in the night sky

Get drunk and have sex with you.

Do you remember?

The dreamland of the dream mirror is accompanied by the sound of the piano.

Do you have any sentimental feelings?

Get drunk and have sex with you.

Do you remember?

The emptiness of the dream mirror

The piano plays one song at a time.

Do you like it?

Wind, snow and the moon are all beautiful.

Get drunk and have sex with you.

Do you remember?

A prudent heart

The butterfly has disappeared without a trace.

Raise a glass to drown your sorrows.

Nobody loves you.

I think too much.

Impulse like a moth to a fire.

finally

And a candle.

Drain my energy.

end

Who is not wrong?

I see through it.

2. The origin of this song

Time: April 28, 2004 at 4: 26 a.m.

People: I (Yongjia) and Kyle.

Venue: Maoming Lezhong Culture Communication Co., Ltd.

At that time, marko wrote a song for me to write lyrics. I thought the melody was beautiful, so I buried it ~ ~

Strangely, this time it is anti-tradition. I didn't name the song first, so I wrote the content first, and let the inspiration drive the mood.

Originally, I used modern techniques to describe a woman holding a wine glass and wearing pajamas, waiting for her lover to come back;

However, the more I think about it, the more wrong it is. I can't walk, I can't write the kind of consciousness I want ~! !

Ok, then I don't want to wash my face ~ ~

Go back to your seat, chat with marko, exchange opinions, and then write!

First of all, I denied my own style and used poetry to express my thoughts for the first time. Let me imagine an ancient woman being abandoned by an ungrateful man, so I have:

The moonlight is hazy, and the breeze sends wine.

Solution: At that time, the moonlight was beautiful, and no one was right, only drinking with the breeze: when people were drunk, the breeze was drunk ~ ~

Too many poems, drunk dreaming of the night sky.

Solution: What Tang poetry and Song poetry? I can't believe that none of them can express my pain. Drunk or dreaming.

I have thrown into the night sky, pathetic! ! (Women's resentment)

Last time I was in love with you, you remember, and it got out of hand.

Solution: Do you remember? I have given you my body, but I love you very much. At that time, my mood was very chaotic. At that time, it was a feudal system, and women's chastity was very important.

Why is this the only song that will make you whisper and indulge in it?

Solution: Why did you only sing the song "Drunk Wind" with me in the past, but now it's gone?

(This is the key point! )

Dreams are empty, and the piano sounds like a song.

Solution: Good things don't exist, maybe they will only appear in dreams. Let me play a piece of music and send everything away!

Here, I also explain that women are not only beautiful, but also talented. )

Is there any affection and romantic beauty?

Solution: Can we still love each other as much as before? I cried with makeup, day after day! ! (The woman is heartbroken)

Last time I was in love with you, you remember, and it got out of hand.

Solution: Do you remember? I have given you my body, but I love you very much. At that time, my mood was very chaotic. At that time, it was a feudal system, and women's chastity was very important.

Butterflies have disappeared without a trace, and the meaning of toasting is very popular.

Solution: "Butterfly" describes a man who has left. Nowadays, drinking to drown one's sorrows is not favored.

I think too much, like a moth to a fire.

Solution: think too much, be too impulsive, and rush to the flame like a moth.

Finally a candle burned me out.

At the end of the song, no one is wrong. I see through it.

Solution: Summarizing the full text is also the end of the story. The heroine suddenly realized that love and hate are actually very simple. In the face of all kinds of love and hate in the world, she finally put down all the burdens and chose forgiveness and tolerance ~ ~ ~

Finally, I was very moved to name this song-"Drunk Wind"! !

Appreciation of drunken wind

The moonlight is bright but hazy, and the woman has a lingering fear, which is even more harmful to her body. She knows that there is no trace and can only drink with the wind.

When you drown your sorrows with wine, your drunkenness will not decrease, and your sorrows will get worse.

When wine is a song, the past is unbearable. Love and entanglement are also lies. It's hard to be sad without being annoying now.

The night sky was silent and utterly confused. At the end of the song, people are scattered, and it is even more illusory.

Just like a moth to a fire, you don't know the beauty of love until you break the cocoon, but you have to fight for this ethereal love and fly to the fire.

At the moment of burning out, no one cried for that woman at last.

Who wants to taste the beauty that women turn to dust when they penetrate?

It's just that love and hate are as simple as that. Why not enjoy the cool breeze, bright moon and quiet night sky?

The whole article is dissolved in the quiet night sky and the cool atmosphere of breezes.

The artistic conception of expressing the heroine's pain.

The moon, the breeze, the lonely people, the sound of the piano and the wine make songs.

Sadness, sadness, resentment, fantasy, tolerance ...

Used to writing, describing a woman's mental journey. From the perception of love to understanding.

At the end of the song, no one is wrong. I see through it. The core idea is open-mindedness.

All things, who is right or wrong, who can explain clearly, are more forgiving and tolerant with an open mind.