[Holy crap, their traditional skill—starting with zero frames! They're trying to break my defenses before the song even starts! That's so malicious!]
[It's been so long since I've heard Wen He speak. Her voice is so gentle, and her words touch my heart so deeply. There really is only one person in this world who would unconditionally support us.]
These days, people who can maintain their original aspirations after gaining massive popularity are incredibly rare.
I really hope Wen He can do some advertising, promote products, or even just do a live stream.
This is too much! I used to only cry when I listened to you sing, but hearing what you said is making me want to cry now...
Even though it was late at night, many people were still not asleep.
People who are still awake at this hour usually have stories on their minds.
Therefore, Wen He's words easily resonated with them.
The song has a very light intro, with only simple guitar and piano sounds, and the melody is slow and gentle.
Everyone quickly became immersed in the music.
"Borrowing a dim, yellow light from the street at midnight~"
"Lighting up a pair of figures on that bumpy road~"
"Borrowing a sliver of warm sunshine from the dead of winter~"
"Melting into this vast, chilling world~"
These few short sentences left the audience and fans stunned.
Everyone heard the singer's heartfelt blessings in the song.
The intense emotions moved them deeply, even though they had endured many hardships.
Genuine emotions are always Wen He's strongest weapon.
Even though they had listened to all of Wen He's songs countless times.
But Wen He's new songs always bring tears to their eyes.
Wen He is truly a gift from heaven; her voice is gentle, her speech is gentle, and her singing is gentle to the core.
[I have never received encouragement or recognition from anyone in my life. For so many years, I have stumbled and struggled through this difficult and bumpy road. It was Wenhe's light that illuminated my confused and dark path.]
I think it's truly remarkable that you've persevered under these circumstances! You're brave and capable, and believe me, your future will be bright and promising!
If you fall, take a break. Don't let yourself get drained. Regroup and try again when you've rested enough. No one's life will be ruined by one or two setbacks. May we meet at the summit.
[May the world treat the kind and lovely people in the comments section with kindness!]
Those who were deeply healed shed tears as they sang praises to the light that illuminated their future and to the sun that warmed their hearts.
In response, they were greeted with Wen He's singing...
"Borrowing from an ancient river that meanders and twists..."
"Drifting far away with that flickering candlelight~"
"Borrowing a melodious tune from the past~"
"Let's softly sing this unspeakable song~~"
Listening to Wen He's songs and reading the heartwarming comments in the comment section.
Everyone's eyes gradually welled up with tears.
Now, those commentators who encourage and warm the hearts of others.
Isn't it also a longing to be encouraged and warmed by others?
We are all kind people, and we want to give each other what we think is the best.
[I thought they were going to stab me in the back again when they released a song at this hour, but it turned out to be sweet! Wow! This is a gift for night owls!]
Is it sugar? Why do I hear a knife in it...? Borrowing everything to give to us, but... is it really that easy to borrow everything?
I don't know if it's just me, but this song gives me a very melancholic feeling... The melancholy isn't felt by the possessor, but by the giver.
[Silly child, run! This is a knife coated in sugar!]
It's as if Wen He personally experienced that darkness and coldness, and therefore wants to use all things to protect us from those sufferings again.
[Is this what they mean by "because he got caught in the rain, he wanted to hold an umbrella for someone else"?]
At first, no one realized there was a problem.
Because of Wen He's words before singing, they all subconsciously adopted the perspective of the "owner".
In other words, they all felt the warmth and healing in their hearts from the things Wen He borrowed.
It wasn't until later that someone realized something was wrong.
It's clearly a very positive song, so why does it contain such a desolate and sad emotion?
When they realize the problem and try to put themselves in the perspective of the [giver]...
Only then did they realize the underlying meaning of the song.
The so-called "borrowing from all things" is nothing more than experiencing it firsthand to know what to borrow...
Just as everyone realized what was happening and came to their senses, the song reached its climax.
"Those scattered by the wind say their love wasn't deep."
The person who got soaked in the rain said he wasn't cold.
How many more people will the boundless night ultimately deceive?
"It was written in his eyes... He dared not admit it..."
Upon hearing this, all the listeners were completely overwhelmed.
Tears welled up in her reddened eyes.
Are those who are scattered by the wind truly because they didn't love deeply enough?
Don't people who get soaked in the rain feel cold?
No……
Sometimes, even the deepest love can be blown away by the wind.
Because love is never something that one person can decide.
Even if you love someone wholeheartedly and give them your all, you might not receive gratitude or love in return.
Instead, he had cold eyes and a mocking sneer.
Many times...
Everyone felt helpless; they didn't have many choices.
When faced with certain situations...
Even if you try your best to be perfect, the final outcome may still be bad.
She said I couldn't give her what she wanted, and then she left. But... I've already given her everything I could...
Love yourself before loving others. Don't shed tears for those who aren't worth it. Our lives should be spent pursuing beauty and dreams, even if we end up with nothing, at least we can have a clear conscience.
I used to think of myself as a dirty, stinking piece of trash, like chewed gum that's been chewed and spat into the trash can. But then, on the night I heard "I Hope You Are Loved by This World," I cried my eyes out. From that moment on, I stopped wasting my life, because I knew there were still people in the world who loved me.
[I knew it! I knew Wen He would release a really bad song for us in the middle of the night! And sure enough, hahaha!!!]
The pain of my family of origin is that I feel guilty for spending even a little extra money. As a child, I walked on thin ice, and as an adult, I've lost the ability to love. If someone is kind to me, I feel like they're trying to take advantage of me or have ulterior motives. It's like being a paranoid lunatic—both laughable and pathetic.
As the lonely and melancholic accompaniment gradually subsided into tranquility.
Wen He began to sing softly once more...
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