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l’idioma Del Sale
S’annebbia la lingua del cipresso
e stona assieme all’ultima aura
dell’estate, ricordandomi di essere
non altro che una penombra
estranea alla patria dei deserti
e delle verdi vicinanze.
Seeds of Light
open the heart lock
To receive the light of the Holy Spirit
when the light comes in
manifest in ascension
became thee seed of light
Take on the mission of spreading light
in any place where darkness breeds
holding high the torch
Be transformed into lighthouses piled up with love one after another
stand high, point the way
holding hands and singing in unison
road to light
light up the atrium
Limitless Sky
One magical summer night,
The most beautiful sight.
Fulfilled my broken heart,
With such an incredible light.
Shimmering in the dark,
The candles burned so bright.
Moonlight with twinkling stars,
Reflected in your eyes.
That deep mysterious look,
Caught me on the hook.
Somehow I felt enchanted,
As in Jane Austen's book.
Was it a sign of love,
Or just another lie.
I stopped asking myself,
What will be or why.
Desire replaced all fears,
And the kisses dried all the tears,
I saw the limitless sky,
In th
Dawn nonsense
I think of the wild flowers standing on the high mountains,
What a delicate body this is,
I got up and took the wind to step into the place with flowers,
Thinking about disappearing in an instant.
I will take it for granted,
It will also end naturally.
Strolling on a day without dusk,
How carefree it is,
Perhaps one day dusk will come,
Swallowed me up,
I will follow the dust towards the shining place,
Silent exposure to sunlight,
Until the straw appears.
Звёздочка
Если утром, утром ранним,
Выйти в рощу у реки.
То в сиреневом тумане
Можно звёздочку найти.
Там на майнике двулистном,
Зацепившись за цветок,
Звёздочка в росе искристой
Наклонила стебелёк.
Я её возьму в ладони,
Тихо, тихо прошепчу:
─ Все желания исполни!
Взрослым стать быстрей хочу.
The journey of flowers
All things were in silence.
Only the night wind rolls the seeds
and dances into the damp mire.
Whose dreams are swayed by
the breath of the wind?
You were in the mud,
trying desperately to raise your head higher,
but all you saw was darkness.
You found yourself down in the mud, asking yourself:
What is love?
Is the end of love darkness?
Surviving the pressure of the long winter snow,
finally, the first sweet hint of rain is greeted.
A yellow stamen peeks out from the buds,
but does still
Ananda Zhao
Music:‘til the end - Mitis
If you can, please feel every moment, listen to the outside world, instead of following the crowd. It It will help to love yourself, if you can accept honest self-examination. Keep the original intention in the face of changing things, and maintain patience in the impetuous atmosphere. We can take root in the turbulent tides, and find the inner sense of order in the chaos. Have a lawful heart and a peaceful breath.
Music:Tango to Evora - Loreena McKennitt
The blue sea of time is deep, how many vicissitudes. The rise and fall of civilizations, prosperity or decline, success or failure, let future generations comment. How many past events are rolled up by the waves, the youth that cannot be repeated, the hometown that cannot be returned, the old friends who cannot be seen again... Although I yearn for eternity, I know that I can't get there.
All I can grasp is this life, this moment, and this heart.
Music:Record player - Daisy the great / AJR
Because of some regrets and missed experiences, a percon can be constantly sinking into the quagmire of memories, constantly regurgitating the past, repeatedly wishing that everything was different. This kind of regret thoughts are addictive. Regret also makes people unable to see the reality clearly. It never happened and you can not help let the fantasy fill the whole space. The imagination and reality overlap, just like a daydream. But Life is a cyclical but full of random and unknown journey, if you are indulging in memories, it is because there is still a knot in the heart that has not been untied. Only by facing it directly can we solve the problem and save ourselves from drowning. Let go of the memories, move on, and fall in love with your future self.
Ananda Zhao
Ananda Zhao
This is a three parts of music.
The first paragraph wants to express a person who is psychologically melancholic and has a somewhat Lofi style in music expression. Time passes and the crowd becomes noisy, but the protagonist is immersed in his own emotional world. It may not necessarily be painful, but it may also be a bit enjoyable, or gradually getting used to interacting with one's own emotions. But unfortunately, it seems that he accidentally walked into the depths of darkness.
The second paragraph of the music wants to express that darkness is slowly devouring the threat. He seemed unable to make a sound, unable to open his eyes, as if he had entered a strange space. The music expression incorporates a bit of Dubstep style. With the sound of a cello and sound effects, it was like a thread of light passing through the darkness, taking the protagonist out of it. The clock rang again, indicating that he had returned to real life.
The third piece of music turns into a slightly brighter string in major, and the protagonist may still be feeling melancholic, but he has already accepted the light and chosen it.
During the creative process, I also thought of the state in which elderly people face illness or death in their twilight years.
Named "Twilight" because it is not completely bright or completely black. The flow of energy in the middle is more dramatic.
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