The dreamer I can’t remember
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This post was last edited by Desert Fish on 2016-7-26 at 20:48. Last night, in my dream, he came quietly, talking alone; until dawn he kept speaking. I still remember what he said when I woke up, as well as his name. He is an old acquaintance. . . One will forget this and be unable to recall who he is anymore
Thank you for such original content. Let me change its name to \"The One from the Unremembered Dream.\"
I can’t help but think of Luo Dayou’s song “The Dream Chaser”. The dream chaser – let youth blow through your long hair, letting it guide your dreams. Unconsciously, the history of this city has remembered your smile. The red heart and the blue sky represent the beginning of life. The spring rain keeps you awake through the night; those days spent in solitude made the delicate flowers of youth bloom, revealing the beauty hidden within. The fluff floating in the air is a reflection of your smiling face. As autumn gives way to spring, who is it that determines everything in fate? You, silent in the cold nights, with that brilliance that’s hard to hide… Look at me, please; don’t let beauty remain unused. Youth never regrets, nor does it die; my eternal lover. Let my wandering footsteps leave permanent memories in the desert. The scribbles that float in the air are expressions of the passion hidden in your heart. In the cycle of life and death, who is it that lingers in those voices? Those who are infatuated laugh at me, a mere mortal. Yet there’s always that care that’s difficult to understand. It’s the delicate flowers of youth that make the beauty hidden within bloom. The fluff floating in the air is a reflection of your smiling face. As autumn gives way to spring, who is it that determines everything in fate? You, silent in the cold nights, with that brilliance that’s hard to hide
This song is often confused with the theme song of \"The War Between the Past and the Present: The Terracotta Army\"
Some say it was written by Lao Luo as a way to remember San Mao.
It’s not just what someone says; it’s the feelings arising from the events
I think some of the older-generation artists from Taiwan are among the few in the Chinese entertainment world who have not been corrupted by greed; Luo Dayou is one such example. The entertainment industry today is too driven by pragmatism, and it’s hard to create more classic works that are so beloved by the public.