Lyrics of Hu Botao's ten thousand tons of heavy rain

Shadow still do not know where, body and heart already tired, every story, are ground into the foot of the sand, let me walk hard, every piece of memory, into the deep air, in every wake up in the morning become more turbid and heavy.

Finally unable to walk, I stopped and lay in a harvested paddy field.

My heart beats like a rice pile in the rice field, my breath like a dark cloud blocking the sunshine in the sky, and the tangle growing in front of me is like a vigorous weed in the barren world

When I was almost asleep, suddenly the wind came up and the dark clouds were blown away.

I heard the thunder, sinking like a rock, coming slowly from a distance.

It begins to shake the whole earth like a miracle, and everything in the world shakes with it.

My heart began to beat violently, almost crazy, as if trying to shake away all the moss creeping on it, tearing all the curves growing randomly in it.

It used to be a fearless fish, countless times through the waves, rapids and cold, to pursue a legend

At the end of the ocean, there is a way to the starry sky. In the starry sky, you can find everything you lost.

So he passed groups of seabirds and fish, passed strange islands and straits, swam from one color to another, from one climate to another.

The seasons are changing and the stars are spinning.

The endless road is wearing away the initial hope in my heart bit by bit, and one night after it is finally exhausted, the world that has been the most tenacious has finally lost its protection, breaking through without breaking. The loneliness that lurks around us is swept away like a storm in the harsh cracking sound.

He stopped and looked up at the starry sky in the ruins of the sea, still familiar and far away.

All of this shattered into compassion and anger for myself.

The huge caudal fin stirs the whole ocean and thunders through the night sky.

It was a lost night.

At last, when he gazed at the earth with tears, his eyes were full of freedom.

The distant thunder came slowly, sinking like a huge rock.

It's roaring, it's a shuddering roar, it's a roar with nowhere to escape, and I finally understand that it's not anger, it's not awe, it's not destruction, it's a call, it's calling for everything that can wake up.

The sea monster, who has been lurking in the deepest part of the world for a long time, suddenly wakes up from his dream and tries to open his eyes, which are almost degenerated. He once again fans his huge caudal fin and stirs everything on the bottom of the sea. He does not hesitate to use all his strength to swim fearlessly to the sea before he goes to sleep forever with seaweed.

It was a freedom, a freedom with tears.

In his dream, he finally swam to the starry sky, but failed to find everything he had lost. When he looked down at the sea from the starry sky, he suddenly found that

The starry sky is the sea!

Torrential rain with their most free and easy posture, galloping down, into this already waiting to be washed world.

The moss was peeling off bit by bit, and I saw my transparent heart crushing every curve in its body.

I began to run in the rainstorm. I closed my eyes and opened my arms

It seems that rainstorm can resist everything, even time

It seems that rainstorm can wash away everything, even tears

It seems that rainstorm can crush everything, even sadness

It seems that the rainstorm can awaken everything, even expectations.

The whole world is in the deafening sound of collapse

A sudden standstill.

I dreamed about my youth.