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Fall in love with someone who is impossible
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The heart belongs, but there is no place to rest
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It's close but out of reach
The pain was so painful that it suffocated but lingered
I'm standing to your left
But it's like being separated by the Milky Way
I didn't have you for a second
It's like losing you ten thousand times
It seems to have used all its strength
But there is nothing they can do
I spent my life with him in my heart
When you meet, you can only say hello
It's like not having a snowball fight all winter
Just plain cold
Wait for a boat at the airport
Wait for a car on the boat
Crave the stars during the day
Delusional daylight at night
The short film features a Picasso-style surreal and aesthetic style, coupled with the use of the poet Robert. Desno's lyric poem, "You've Been Dreamed of You So Much," narrates a poignant love that can't be desired.
You have been in my dreams for so long
So much so that my arms are accustomed to embracing your apparitions
So much so that I woke up you may have slipped away
I fell asleep standing
In the dream, we talked a lot and walked a lot
I have been sleeping with your apparition for a long time
I don't know what to do, but I have always been deeply in love.
Lovers who cannot be sought in reality can only look for them in their dreams.
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OUYANG Xiu. Yulou Spring
Don't know how far away you are. How depressing it is. Gradually drifting away, there was no book, and the water was wide and the fish Shen asked.
Late at night, the bamboo beats the autumn rhyme. Thousands of leaves are hateful. Therefore, the dream is found in the dream, and the dream is not a lamp and an ember.
Another example
"I Like You're Silent"
Neruda
I like that you are silent, as if you have disappeared,
You listen to me from a distance, but my voice cannot touch you.
It is as if your eyes have flown away, like a kiss, sealing your mouth.
As all things fill my soul,
You emerged from all things and filled my soul.
You are like my soul, a butterfly of dreams. You are like the word melancholy.
I like that you are silent, as if you are gone.
You sound like you're lamenting, a butterfly like a dove mourning.
You hear me from afar, and my voice cannot touch you:
Let me be silent in your silence.
And let me speak to you through your silence,
Your silence is as bright as a lamp, as simple as a ring,
You are like the night, with loneliness and stars.
Your silence is the silence of the stars, distant and bright.
Distant and sad, as if you were dead.
At that time, one word, one smile, was enough.
And I'll feel happy because that's not real.
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