Tear open the dark night and the silent plain.
Off-season forests and electricity
Draw our dark hearts
In the last season's wish
Dissolution, morning and evening
In the last season's wish
I remember I once hid a sharp sword.
Who are the mountains, rivers and lakes?
But only in the kitchen and love during the day and night.
Come to the forefront of self-awareness
I saw my father sitting in the clouds smoking.
He said, son, make up with yesterday.
Just like we used to.
In a way that is infinitely applicable to the future.
Replace the milky way in the body
In a way that is infinitely applicable to the future.
Birds that love to gather and disperse.
Who are the mountains, rivers and lakes?
But only in the kitchen and love during the day and night.
Who are the mountains, rivers and lakes?
But only in the kitchen and love during the day and night.
In an instant.
Hold my contradictory hand in an instant.
-omnipotent youth society heartbreaking jokes and long daydreams.
"Who comes from mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, but is confined to day and night, kitchen and love", the pure and free-spirited self has to ponder deeply in reality and is bound by various emotions and responsibilities.
"I came to the cloud of self-awareness and saw my father sitting in the cloud smoking. He said that children should make peace with yesterday, just like we used to. " This is not a compromise of a generation. We, our parents, our grandparents, have experienced such a process from self to society. With the growth of age, whether the edge of nature is hidden in a tolerant and gentle attitude or has long since disappeared, there is no name between the lines. But sadly, the "dad" who smokes on the cloud understands me. He has that past. He acquiesced in my self-awareness, or he saw his own shadow, hoping that I could shine in idealism and self-awareness. Finally, I have to mention a word about me, "Make peace with yesterday", encouragement and strangulation all come from this father.
Father is not a concrete image here either. He may be history, society or our self-suggestion. In our consciousness, we may have encouraged this self who is "from mountains, rivers, lakes and seas" and whose heart is "Xinghe", but we have also hinted that we need to reconcile with yesterday one day, return to the normal track of society, and be a self who is "confined to day and night, kitchen and love". Generation after generation of me, generation after generation of my parents, constitute human civilization.
In the lyrics, Wan Qing never gave a specific attitude of praise or disapproval. Locked in the kitchen, love day and night has its own warmth and touch, and the reconciliation passed down from generation to generation has also brought about the replacement of civilization, which is a brilliant place for people to think deeply. It is a kind of torture and a kind of emotional release. Maybe everyone who is confined in the kitchen and loves day and night still has mountains, waters and lakes in his heart!