It's windy What is this song about?

The lyrics of "It's windy" describe a teenager's mental journey of leaving his hometown for the future.

This song describes this feeling. When I was young, everything was beautiful and unknown. In order to prove something, we have to and are eager to travel. However, no amount of beauty can be concealed by external training. But it wasn't until I got home that I knew all the beautiful things were still there. I still don't regret my decision to leave for the future. I walked for half my life, but I still came back in high spirits.

The artistic conception of the song is beautiful and profound, and the lyrics are deeply rooted in people's hearts, which always makes people sing, making people unconsciously substitute in listening to the song and feel something.

Lyrics Introduction of The Wind is Blowing

Original song: coupons are also used to buy peppers.

Lyrics: America

Music: Yu Takahashi

Stop-and-go along the way, pursuing the traces of juvenile wandering.

Before I stepped out of the station, I hesitated.

This feeling of being close at hand makes me laugh, which is inevitable.

The day in Nagano is still so warm, and the wind blows past.

Long, long ago, I met this world for the first time, so I wandered around.

Looking at the horizon seems to be in front of me, I am willing to go through fire and water again.

Now I walk through this world and wander around.

Open the different faces of the years and burst into your smile.

I used to be unable to extricate myself from the world and addicted to talking in my sleep.

Not true or false, not entangled, not afraid of jokes.

I turned my youth into her, and I also played the summer at my fingertips.

Move your heart and let go.

Go against the light and let the wind and rain hit you.

A short stop-and-go, but also a little distance.

I don't know if it's a story or a mood.

Maybe what you are looking forward to is a race against time.

See you again and smile sweetly in the cool morning light.

Long, long ago, I met this world for the first time, so I wandered around.

Looking at the horizon seems to be in front of me, I am willing to go through fire and water again.

Now I walk through this world and wander around.

Open the different faces of the years and burst into your smile.

I used to be unable to extricate myself from the world and addicted to talking in my sleep.

Not true or false, not entangled, not afraid of jokes.

I turned my youth into her, and I also played the summer at my fingertips.

Let your heart move, let it go, the evening breeze blows the white hair between your temples.

Heal the scars left by memory. In your eyes, light and shade mix and smile.

Twilight covers your stumbling steps and walks into the paintings hidden by the bed.

You in the photo, talk with your head down.

I'm still lamenting the size of the world and indulging in childhood love stories.

No truth, no struggle, no jokes.

I finally returned my youth to her, along with the summer when my fingertips bounced.

When the heart moves, it goes with the wind.

In the name of love, are you still willing?