The Return of the Prodigal Son and the Prodigal Son tell stories with friendship and love as the main axes respectively. The former stresses cherishing time, cherishing people around you and cherishing the original intention; The latter tells the story of generations of teenagers struggling for their goals and expecting to blossom and bear fruit in society and take root. No matter how ordinary their lives are, they still work hard. Interpret the hesitation and struggle faced by generations of young people with love songs.
The MVs of these two songs can actually be connected in series. In fact, "The Return of the Prodigal Son" is just a song that we cooperated with other musicians, and it is not in a series of songs with the word "wave". As for the meaning of the word "wave" to eggplant eggs, there should be more stories and ideas in future songs.
Extended data:
The prodigal son is a Minnan song composed by Huang Qibin and sung by Eggplant, which is included in the album Cartoon Characters released by Eggplant 20 17.
Singing: Eggs with Eggs.
Word: Huang Qibin
Qu: Huang Qibin
Lyrics:
One cigarette, one glass of wine.
Please understand me. I can't drink well. Don't dig a hole for me.
As time went by, sweat dripped down.
One day, we are all old, with our wives and children.
The prodigal son has returned, dear.
Cute and handsome
Friends, garbage
Having no taste or value.
Friend, riding a two-wheeled motorcycle on a bumpy road.
Doubt that my life is like shit. I have no money, no wife, no children, only one life.
Friends, let's blog together.
One cigarette, one glass of wine.
Please understand me. I can't drink well. Don't dig a hole for me.
As time went by, sweat dripped down.
One day, we are all old, with our wives and children.
The prodigal son turned around and rode a two-wheeled motorcycle on the rugged road.
Doubt that my life is like shit. I have no money, no wife, no children, only one life.
Friends, let's blog together.
One cigarette, one glass of wine.
Please understand me. I can't drink well. Don't dig a hole for me.
As time went by, sweat dripped down.
One day, we are all old, with our wives and children.
Take your wife and children, take your wife and children.