Who has the lyrics of all the songs in Jing M.Guo's music novels, including the monologues before the songs?

Jing M.Guo's musical novel Enigma

Where is your youth? Where is your dream?

The great event of youth in 2005 was burning enthusiastically all summer.

Jing M.Guo, a young writer and cross-cultural music producer, publicly announced that,

He wants to write a novel that can be sung and a novel that can be listened to.

This is a wonderful idea to integrate novels into music albums, and it is a bold attempt by the post-80s writer all is forgiven.

[Introduction to Qumu]

October is erosion.

Time dissolved the bare rock. The rough surface of Banbarge turned into foam and gradually disappeared. Day after day, the sunset erodes the young and surly rock outline, revealing the smooth and moist heart before adulthood. The Tropic of Cancer brought everyone back. The mistake I made. Love that once failed. Once naive confession. Sentiment that has been ups and downs. All of them were forgiven by God in an instant. The voice of youth is left behind, like a late-night train, heading for the next journey.

September is a long time.

If you are happy for too long. Will become a vague memory. So your face, your hands and your sweater are placed in different squares on the turntable. Everyone can only get bits and pieces of happiness. But I can't spell a complete capital love anymore. Your smile in memory can be dyed green all summer. But the seasons can't go back all the way.

August ba is a scar.

Injured bodies always leave scars. I am not a healer as magical as time, I can calm all the pain. Nor is it a great creator like God, who can open the infinite sky and you still miss him. Still worried about him. Still trapped in the windless forest he planted casually. But I want to take you to another happy place. Even if you can't cure your long and dark blindness, please let me go blind together. Even if I can't pull you out of the complex and deep jungle, I will accompany you to see the sky gradually clear.

July 7th is the date period.

Who did you meet? In summer, when the sun is glowing. The joy of those explorations is approaching. I can't find the date that should appear. Just like I met you. At the end of a long summer. Phoenix flowers bloom all over every wall of the city. In a country full of flowers. The flowers are gone. On a huge rainy day, the festering red flowers on the mud road on the mountain road told the monsoon that if I met you earlier.

June Lu is the land of the mainland.

Maybe no one noticed. Beyond the peaceful and prosperous continent, those silent islands. There are four seasons on the island. The vegetation on the mainland is withered and brilliant. The secrets that cross the distant ocean can't even be transmitted by the monsoon from south to north. The recipient's address is unknown. The handwriting is scrawled. Overweight. But it will never be without this person. This man is the clearest existence in the deep chest. His name is the whole continent on the surface of the heart. The island is getting closer and closer. But it will never land.

Maybe Wu is a dancer.

All love is like this. Countless details pile up into a quiet side face. You left a little mud spot on the corner of your clothes, a fairy tale floated in your smile, and the music in the earphone pointed directly at the Big Dipper. Ferris wheel playground Rising fireworks and setting sunsets. Boys' clean white shirts and girls' long hair tied up. Those warm sunshine slowly flowed along the lines of the years, turned into mercury, and penetrated into every gap and line in my heart. Eventually solidified into a thousand mirrors. Reflect a thousand of you dancing to the sound.

April 4th is a sacrifice.

Do you really think I'm a fool? Spring softens the April wind. Semi-liquid through the blooming city. I bought you breakfast and copied your notes. Sitting in your downstairs in a daze. Are all the fools they call fools? Am I stupid? Sunlight shone into the room along the window. The wind lifted the curtains. Warm light climbs on your quiet sleeping face.

On March 3rd.

Scattered all over the floor, is it a kiss hidden in your mouth? According to Peter Pan's fairy tales, those kisses hidden in the corners of the mouth are all sweet candy. So who can tell me which clown with a hat is sold in the playground? I want to buy a big can. Then. Then I'll trade with you. But blood and bones. Nerves and skin. A thick sweater in a thick cotton coat. Obviously, they are two very high-quality people, or they will disperse when the monsoon blows.

February 2nd is the second.

Winter has begun. Light snow and heavy snow. Solstice of winter. Slight cold and severe cold. In the lonely winter when I can't meet the second lonely person. Walk alone, sing alone, go shopping alone, and watch the world carnival alone. People walked hand in hand around the amusement park. He is the only one for her. I am the only one for everyone. The world is full of opportunities for us to meet. But I've never seen you.

Only 1 month 1 day.

The world was once black and white upside down. Now back to gorgeous colors. The world once lost its voice. Now you sing with me. Darkness covers the left hand at night. Left hand and right hand. The finger that once shook hands. Hands folded alone at night. The wind blew the sand into the desert. You wait for me to meditate for ten years. You are a legend in the world. You are the only one in the world. You made me spend a whole picture of my youth. Used to find you.

X.9.8.7.6.5.4.3.2. 1. His and her riddle. begin ...

[Song List]

January.

Narrator: 1999 What happened? ...

1999 What happened?

Like a faded movie.

Weeds are burned endlessly by time.

The boy who used to be clean in the photo has left.

And a sad girl

No one remembers and no one will ask.

When did they leave?

When will they come again?

January: Mystery

Those years were drowned in the sea of people.

How many songs have you sung?

We are standing in the turbulent sea of people.

How many flowers are still in bloom?

In 1999, I couldn't open my eyes.

In 1999, no one stayed.

In 1999, my heart could not be opened.

Who will be lonely in 1999?

I used to sing and watch the weeds on the hillside.

In 1999, I couldn't open my eyes.

In 1999, no one stayed.

In 1999, my heart could not be opened.

Who will be lonely in 1999?

How many people are still singing on the hillside?

The sixth note of the major scale ...

The sixth note of the major scale ...

My son learned to be coquettish.

I can't remember his favorite pranks.

Whose girl took off her blue hair band?

I still cry when I watch old movies.

In 1999, I couldn't open my eyes.

In 1999, no one stayed.

In 1999, my heart could not be opened.

Who will be lonely in 1999?

I once held hands and said that I would travel all my life.

In 1999, I couldn't open my eyes.

In 1999, no one stayed.

In 1999, my heart could not be opened.

Who will be lonely in 1999?

Did you wake up from this dream of traveling all your life?

The sixth note of the major scale ...

The sixth note of the major scale ...

February.

Narrator: I remember she once said ...

I remember she once said

A person's world

Quiet can hear the sound of flowers.

She once asked

How long will it take?

Only in this way can someone understand her world?

February: crossword puzzles

Come back at night, dawn and dusk. Memory unfolds, folds and unfolds.

Green light, red light, green light, and then the crowd dispersed, gathered and dispersed.

Who, like me, quietly waits for many conversations heard along the road and passes by a few rusty doorplates?

How many blank crossword puzzles are there in life? I was born stupid and couldn't fill it out.

How many people will exist in the future? There is a kind of happiness. I was born alone and can't wait.

How many dialogues are there in Loneliness? You can't say it when you open your mouth.

How many angels in heaven are looking up and can't see their feathers falling?

How amazing it is to meet someone in the sea of life in the past, present and future.

At that time, fireflies were playing hide-and-seek for three or five years, and they would come back if they lost.

Whoever gives me a common favor and forgets to smile and bury me when I pass by will stop.

How many blank crossword puzzles are there in life? I was born stupid and couldn't fill it out.

How many people will exist in the future? There is a kind of happiness. I was born alone and can't wait.

How many dialogues are there in Loneliness? I forgot my lines, but once I started, I couldn't say them.

How many angels in heaven are looking up and can't see their feathers falling?

Come back, leave and never come back. We wait for disappointment and then wait.

Come back in summer, come back in winter and come back in summer. After the phone is turned off, it won't be turned on again.

March.

Narrator: We should only be young. ...

We should only be young.

Will there be such desperate love?

When we grow up,

I don't remember that.

Sleepless night because of missing.

March: Between you and me.

It's just a white shirt he wears on a sunny day.

Cloudy days are his old bookmarks.

His face is my weather station.

On the back of the test paper between the notes is your smiling face.

The icebreaker ran aground in your dimple.

Basalt is your deadpan side.

Your eyes are like hiding in a museum.

I can't finish shopping day and night.

You are on the left, and happiness stops on the right.

Between you and me is a summer that never ages.

The clouds are above, and the blue sky is infinite.

There is love between heaven and earth that I hide in my heart.

Love is endless.

Lalala ......

I like monkeys in the zoo making faces.

The botanical garden is quiet, and so are you.

The amusement park will accompany you to stand on the Ferris wheel.

You suddenly turned and smiled and said that the angel was up there.

You are on the left, and happiness stops on the right.

Between you and me is a summer that never ages.

The clouds are above, and the blue sky is infinite.

There is love between heaven and earth that I hide in my heart.

Love is endless.

Lalala ......

Lala Lala [winter and summer]

Lala Lala Lala Lala ......

Lala Lala [Love can last forever]

Lala Lala Lala Lala ......

You are in front of me and the angel is behind me.

Between you and me, it is magic that lights up the time theater.

The performance on the stage was remarkable.

Happiness between hands and feet melts like candy.

Blur my vision.

April.

Narrator: He kept asking ...

He kept asking

Is April Fool's Day my holiday?

Sometimes we are blindfolded.

You can deceive yourself.

The world is dark and safe.

April: Fool

In fairy tales, the prince rides a white horse and laughs without saying a word.

Is your prince me or him? Why didn't you answer?

Your beautiful years are fairy tales I love.

April fool's day carnival I hid in the corner.

Your prince should smile at you on a white horse.

Won't know I told that joke, a fool like me.

April Fool's Day is coming again. Are you still laughing at me?

It is always your face that follows the angel.

No paper plane can fly higher than before.

It's sunny and cloudy in winter and summer.

Paper planes are stacked on top of each other, full of ideas.

I don't want an angel to land beside me.

The paper plane flew once and returned to the front.

In the photo, your face is on the back of the phone.

The paper plane flies by you, and you can't see it.

Your light shines

I'm too ordinary.

Wuyue.

Narrator: Love is like candy. ...

Love is like candy.

Scattered around the playground

The lights shine and never turn off.

May: Love Square.

Open your eyes wide, your smile is like the sea.

The doors and windows are open, and you wait under the tree.

Spoil you, the button of the school uniform has fallen off.

Hold it in your hand, reluctant to let go.

Psychological blooming gentle light.

Those are your smiling eyes.

You look forward to the sunset.

Like a blooming flower

Lean on your shoulder.

Polaris is pointing in the wrong direction and swaying.

Staring at your face like this

Describe the shape of happiness

Love Square is not closed.

Open your ears and listen to your heartbeat like a pendulum.

Light up the light and walk slowly onto the stage.

Yes, you swing around by bike.

I wish time would stop and not leave.

Soft wings grow on the back.

And my generous chest

Time flies when the movie plays slowly.

How can I get close to heaven

This is a playground of dreams, brightly lit.

Close your eyes and imagine.

Guess this happy shape plays over and over again.

Lean on your shoulder.

Polaris is also swinging in the wrong direction.

Staring at your face like this

Describe the shape of happiness

Love Square is not closed.

Lu Yue.

Narrator: Those unspeakable words. ...

What you can't say

Stories that have never been told.

Let him forget.

Joan: He and her.

Watching him standing under the tree waiting for her, I heard her coquetry and say stupid things to him.

It's like seeing a happy and perfect fairy tale in a movie.

It's like seeing the pure white and transparent stupidity in the story.

What's the matter, suddenly say something stupid?

I heard that he planted Bai Meihua for her.

I heard that she had long hair for him.

Why am I afraid, afraid of lonely years?

How can I not struggle and struggle for his concern?

Forget it, let her say something stupid.

I remember that he likes to drink green tea in summer.

I spoke to him on the phone late at night

Will he and she be happy? It's like a perfect fairy tale

What will happen to me and him? Who can tell me?

I am not stupid. I love him, too.

When I met him, he was with her.

The wind is very strong, and the cold wind tells him the truth for me: I envy her so much.

July.

Narrator: It was a hot summer in my memory.

The memory is hot summer.

It is said that summer is the season of love.

But there was a boy that summer.

A person cried for a long time in the sunset.

July: Their drift bottles

The playground is closed and the lights are off.

Happiness is watched and sadness lingers.

The toy soldier quietly looked at the skylight.

I am very depressed today. How about tomorrow?

The playground was windy and the children were dismissed.

Noisy cinema movie download

I stood alone in the old playground.

Pick up the kite and fly it slowly.

You and her slowly sit next to me.

We all sit next to happiness.

Your drift bottle floated ashore.

Drift to my sad beach.

Happiness and sadness sit on both sides of me.

I sit in the shadow of time.

The white line drawn by childhood hopscotch

Who are you referring to now, the lonely smiling face?

Yao Wang-their drift bottle.

Go back to the old playground and watch the sunset.

The stories of the past are all in the past.

A person listens to the earphone ring.

Shadow and I play hide-and-seek

August

Narrator: Forget the past. ...

Forget everything before.

Let's fly to the country behind the north wind.

Live in a fairy tale, okay?

August: the country behind the north wind

Empty chords in an empty classroom

The color of the paint box is used up.

Under the heavy rain and rainstorm.

You hold up an umbrella for me.

The big dipper points due south.

Snow and the scorching sun dazzled the eyes.

Clouds on the horizon drifted to the shore.

Who has white hair in his fingers?

After the break, before leaving.

The North of Time and the South of Time

Wave goodbye

The green drawing board is placed by the wall.

The white shirt you hung in your room.

Photos taken three years ago.

The sunset disappeared in front of the window.

The lights dimmed and the music slowed down.

Ten years later, ten years ago

Everything has changed.

In front of the number on the back of the chair

The old film is released, and the new film is staged.

Unfinished mystery

September.

Narrator: You once said ...

You once said

Every time the ferris wheel turns.

There will be a couple kissing in the world.

Now it's scattered everywhere.

It is hidden in your mouth.

A kiss that never happened?

September: Ferris wheel

The lights of the whole city turned off and the Ferris wheel turned alone.

There are no yellow leaves in autumn, and you are holding an umbrella alone.

Two cups of coffee, two old photos, white slippers and red carpet.

Two goldfish swim within one square inch. The night between heaven and earth is long and the day is short.

I am used to writing to you, giving you medicine, taking pictures of you and swinging on the Ferris wheel with you.

Accustomed to a person queuing for a ticket, a person proudly running around the playground.

I am used to learning from you to talk, smile, run and plant flowers on the balcony.

I am also used to traveling alone, backpacking alone and sketching your back alone.

Loneliness is a noisy heartbeat.

You don't know where you are.

After three autumns, I became brave, and the Ferris wheel turned three times.

Three years to build mountains, change the coast, warm clouds and shallow reeds.

Four seasons birds fly over the daily line. Please make a wish when the sky is high.

The wind is blowing from all directions. Remember that year when you gently closed your eyes.

I am used to accompanying you with sadness, silence, boredom and time.

I am used to being depressed because of you, nervous because of you, and proud because of your incomparable pride.

I am used to waiting for the bus, listening to songs, dancing and choosing simple flowers and plants with you.

I am also used to being sad because of you, because you are dim, because you are shining, because your heart is beating hard.

Memories are burned sketches.

Where are you? I don't know

It doesn't matter where the heart is.

Pick up the moon.

Narrator: Those memories. ...

Those memories.

It is still clear after many years.

That sad song

I still remember it until now.

October: me and the old us.

Time flies like water. Who did you discover the secret with?

Sunset parking lot lights shine.

The old playground is empty in the morning.

There are a sea of people waiting with kites in their hands.

The kite broke and landed in the sunset.

Paper planes cannot fly over mountains and seas.

We are separated and scattered all over the world.

Time flows in my heart. I have caught your secret.

Happy playground is brightly lit.

Put the old photos in the frame.

When I was young, my ideals were flying, and I carried my sadness on my shoulders.

Light up the desolate road with a smile

Resist the wind and frost with a hug

Have you ever heard the saddest song?

Repeat endlessly at night

Who sang the song I wrote?

Inspiring emotions is like a hillside covered with weeds. Time flows in my heart. You and I have caught the secret.

Happy playground is brightly lit.

Put the old photos in the frame.

When I was young, my ideals were flying, and I carried my sadness on my shoulders.

Light up the desolate road with a smile

Resist the wind and frost with a hug

Lalala ......

[About knowing what I know about you]

Gu Yan said:

A lonely and quiet girl will feel panic when she comes into contact with strangers!

I met Yao Wang, the boy in the next class, because I like reading. Contact with Yao Wang made her seem to see her own kind.

Sad Yao Wang:

A seemingly happy person is actually sad inside.

He is a good student in everyone's eyes-a brave and strong man. In fact, only a pleasant countenance can understand his inner darkness!

Happy and naive children's paintings;

I have a happy family, so I am cheerful. I believe everything is beautiful. I hope to infect my sad Yao Wang with my own beauty.

But Yao Wang finally chose Yan Yue, a similar person. Can children's paintings become sad people?

Clock city for fools:

I grew up with Tong Hua and waited for her silently.

I hope one day Tong Huaneng will look back at him behind him, but he always waits in the dark. ...

I am a storyteller.

......

Some things have been engraved in my mind. Spread out all the valleys and valleys of the brain, like a huge piece of paper,

There are many plots and lines on it. There is a lot of time, a lot of places, a lot of people,

Let me tell the story. However, there are always inexplicable reasons that make me open my mouth like a dumb doll.

Dolls are the loneliest people. Because children are accompanied by dolls when they are lonely. There is no one to accompany the doll when she is lonely.

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Chapter two Yan Yue is a lonely person.

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There is a passage in it, loneliness is like a knife without a sharp blade, and the blunt edge walks back and forth around the neck with the years.

Give out pain that is not light, heavy, urgent or slow until we forget what pain is.

Is it because of me?

Just like I am used to standing on an empty playground at dusk, the wind in the distance is in my ear.

What I smell is rusty parallel bars on the playground. Lush weeds seem to grow all over the world.

It's like I'm used to waiting in line to buy tickets alone and watching a sad movie with popcorn alone. Laugh and cry at other people's stories.

Until the movie curtain call lights up, all the faces that have just sunk into the darkness emerge with specific contours and facial features.

I suddenly returned to my silent world.

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Chapter 03 Children's painting is a happy and naive person.

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I remember when he said these words to me that day, it was on the playground, a garden party organized by the school.

He and I were crowded in the same grid of the Ferris wheel by the crowd.

When the Ferris wheel turned to the top, he suddenly smiled next to me. He said, angels are up there.

......

Chapter 04 Zhong Cheng is a fool.

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Like the most loyal audience, I watched her life drama in the dark cinema, and I was in the middle of the seat.

Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry, and finally I see her with him. Should I stand up and applaud?

Or should I be moved to tears in the dark?

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Chapter five, they are two people.

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On the ferris wheel. I always thought Yao Wang was an angel. The wind is blowing from a distance.

Then soft wings grew behind him.

He said, thank you for swinging with me.

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Chapter VI Yan Yue is the third person.

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I forgot whether it was in Andersen's fairy tales or Grimm's fairy tales. A fairy tale begins with "Mountains and canyons meet,

It's like some people and some people are destined to meet. "Later I copied this sentence on the wall, and I drew it clearly with a pencil.

Many sleepless nights, I will draw this sentence on the wall one by one, just like copying a pen copybook when I was a child.

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Chapter VII Yao Wang is a sad man.

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I like the movie Everything in Zhou Lili.

I like even Xiong Jian standing in the vast wheat field with headphones on, silent.

I like to watch the green cat keep typing on the keyboard.

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Chapter 8 Zhong Cheng is a person you can see when you turn around.

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This is how we all grew up.

Love. Lovelorn. Pain. Grow up.

I thought I would never forget a song, but when I filled in the "favorite song" column of my graduation yearbook,

We filled in the new favorite songs at that time.

I once saw a crying play, but I don't even remember the plot.

This is how we all grow up bravely while being injured.

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Chapter 09 Children's paintings are people who look at the Ferris wheel.

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It's just those habits I once developed. How long will it take to get rid of them?

I'm used to being alone with you, being alone with you and not talking to you. Standing on the hillside with you, watching the weeds spread into a sea like a relic.

Wandering on the ferris wheel with you. Running with you in the rain.

Fly one kite after another on the open playground with you. Some have been flying. Some broken lines fall into the vast sea of people.

Those habits that have been formed are like patterns printed on the body.

They say it hurts to get rid of tattoos. Then, getting rid of the habit will be very painful.

I just hope that time is the best therapist.

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You are the one who heard the story.

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Just like wizards all over the world suddenly raised their hands and waved gold paint to polish all the bleak years.

He and she stood quietly in front of us.

Time never changed their young faces. Just like years can't take away those gloomy past.

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Another: September Ferris wheel MV.

Fourth grade audition. I don't feel as good as a female voice. It's probably unprofessional. But the melody and lyrics are impeccable. I have time to listen to the original, but I forget who sang it, whether it's a fairy tale or a pretty face.

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The lights of the whole city turned off and the Ferris wheel turned alone.

There are no yellow leaves in autumn, and you are holding an umbrella alone.

Two cups of coffee, two old photos, white slippers and red carpet.

Two goldfish swim between square inches, and the night between heaven and earth is long, white and short.

I am used to writing to you, giving you medicine, taking pictures of you and swinging on the Ferris wheel with you.

I am also used to waiting in line alone to buy tickets and running around the playground proudly.

I am used to learning from you to talk, smile, run and plant flowers on the balcony.

I am also used to traveling alone, backpacking alone and sketching your back alone.

Loneliness is a noisy heartbeat.

Where are you? I don't know

After three autumns, I became brave, and the Ferris wheel turned three times.

Three years to build mountains, change the coast, warm clouds and shallow reeds.

Four seasons birds fly over the daily line. Please make a wish when the sky is high.

The wind is blowing from all directions. Remember that year when you gently closed your eyes.

I am used to accompanying you with sadness, silence, boredom and time.

I am also used to being depressed, nervous and proud because of you.

I am used to waiting for the bus, listening to songs, dancing and choosing simple flowers and plants with you.

I am also used to being sad because of you, dim because of you, and shining because of you, thinking that my heart is pounding.

Memories are burned sketches.

Where are you? I don't know

Where is the heart? I don't know