What does Jay Chou's new song "Luoyang Galanin Rain" want to express?

I have been looking forward to the first two songs of Jay Chou's new album for one year and seven months. The most important discovery at noon today is this song "Fireworks Easy to Cold".

Some people say that this song is not as indifferent as Direct Answer, nor as direct as Hair as Snow. However, I think the greatest advantage of this song is that it won't make you fall in love with her for the first time like the previous songs. This song needs you to calm down and listen slowly, and listen slowly over and over again to discover the charm of this song. She is the kind of song that belongs to a willing heart.

I always think this song belongs to people with depression. With the help of history, I express my thoughts elegantly and elegantly, with a strong sense of hierarchy, and of course, as always, with Jay's faint sad tune.

Based on the history of Luoyang city, this song is about the painful transition from prosperity to decline that every dynasty will experience, just like a person's youth disappearing into the world of mortals with a bright smile. Maybe Jay Chou wants to use this background to tell his inner changes? Maybe the lost people can use this song to soothe their uneven hearts?

Add the lyrics first (and then I understand):

The bustling sound broke into an empty door and destroyed the world.

Cold dreams, a few books in life.

If the default is life and death, etc.

Waiting for the cycle of annual rings.

How many floors has this pagoda broken? Whose soul did it hurt?

The pain went straight to the door and a broken lamp collapsed.

Let me wait for the turn of history.

Waiting for the wine to be mellow, waiting for you to play a guzheng.

There is abundant rain, and the hometown is overgrown with vegetation.

I heard that you are always alone.

The mottled gate is covered with old roots.

What echoes on the slate is waiting.

There is abundant rain, and the hometown is overgrown with vegetation.

I heard that you are still guarding this lonely city.

The rural flute in the suburbs fell on that Nomura tree.

Fate takes root, it's us.

Listening to the laughter of youth, I envy many people

That history is too tender to write.

Fireworks are easy to cool and people are easy to separate.

And you asked me if I was serious.

A thousand years later, who is waiting?

And how can the history of the Qing Dynasty be untrue?

If you are experiencing a past life.

Follow the world of mortals and my wandering life.

There is abundant rain, and the hometown is overgrown with vegetation.

I heard that you are always alone.

The mottled gate is covered with old roots.

What echoes on the slate is waiting.

There is abundant rain, and the hometown is overgrown with vegetation.

I heard that you are still guarding this lonely city.

The rural flute in the suburbs fell on that Nomura tree.

Fate takes root, it's us.

There is abundant rain, and the hometown is overgrown with vegetation.

I heard that you are always alone.

The mottled gate is covered with old roots.

What echoes on the slate is waiting.

After a storm comes a calm, the vegetation in my hometown is deep.

I heard that you are still guarding the lonely city.

The rural flute in the suburbs fell on that Nomura tree.

Fate takes root, it's us.

Fate takes root, it's us.

THE TEMPLE OF JIALAN Temple listens to the rain and looks forward to eternity.

From the perspective of historical songs, this song expresses the lament for the heart failure of the dynasty; First of all, it satirizes the extravagance and waste of temples and palaces with the historical materials of Galand in A Journey to Luoyang. Galand refers to a monastery in Sanskrit. From the perspective of love songs, this song expresses a psychological change waiting for the person you have always loved.

The following is my understanding of the lyrics (from the perspective of love songs):

The prosperity of the world is gradually disappearing, and how many people express their feelings about it (unbearable) (youth is no longer)

The dream is coming to an end and getting closer to reality. In a sleepless night, I suffered a few books can't describe the thoughts (express deep thoughts).

Just as you acquiesced in me, I must wait slowly, when you accept me.

Waiting slowly, year after year, consumes my youth and grows old.

How many stories have been told in Fututa, Indonesia, and how many people have been shocked by it (can you understand how many times my heart has melted for you)?

That burning heartache can be compared with the sudden collapse of the mountain gate in the dark (meaning can you feel the burning pain of the sudden collapse in my heart)

Although I am constantly waiting, I don't know how long I can hold on to your heart (history is gone forever, I think it's better to express cross-examination, not to understand that the waiting heart is gone)

It's like waiting for the liquor to be mellow (for a long time), or waiting for you to play the guzheng (you shouldn't know) (so it's almost impossible to spend a long time)

It rained one after another, and the place where we first met was covered with lush vegetation.

I heard that you have been living alone for so many years (I think it's a little strange for you here, but why haven't you accepted my meaning and expressed a little helplessness)

The historic gate of the ancient city has long been abandoned, losing its level of prosperity. Instead, the roots of the vicissitudes of the old tree are entangled in the city.

But the sound you made me wait still reverberates over the mottled city gate (is there a desperate mood, hehe)

It's raining (rendering the atmosphere), and the place where we met for the first time is already lush.

I heard that after so many years, you are still alone in an empty room (I think the lonely city here is better understood as a woman's bedroom)

The shepherd flute in the suburbs plays where you live (where you can graze and see lush vegetation, which also means desolation)

But should I still believe it? At the end of fate, we are still a good match (but why haven't you accepted me after waiting for so many years? Should I doubt my confidence? I think the main performance here is doubt)

When we were young, we laughed happily together and envied many people.

Those pens that record history are always so sharp that there is no room for pity.

Beautiful fireworks are always easy to fade, just as people who are well matched are always easy to separate (sad)

And you are still silly to ask me again and again if I am still serious about you as always.

Many years later, although the love accumulated after waiting for generations is so deep in my heart, how many people will continue to wait?

However, we can know from Galand that the recorded history is true (just as my love for you is so real and profound).

Just like in the history of your last life, my love for you in my last life was so vivid (otherwise it would not be a lifelong love)

Follow the ordinary world of mortals, follow me, and follow me all my life.

It rained one after another, and the place where we first met was covered with lush vegetation.

I heard that you have been living alone for so many years (I think it's a little strange for you here, but why haven't you accepted my meaning and expressed a little helplessness)

The historic gate of the ancient city has long been abandoned, losing its level of prosperity. Instead, the roots of the vicissitudes of the old tree are entangled in the city.

But the sound you made me wait still reverberates over the mottled city gate (is there a desperate mood, hehe)

It's raining (rendering the atmosphere), and the place where we met for the first time is already lush.

I heard that after so many years, you are still alone in an empty room (I think the lonely city here is better understood as a woman's bedroom)

The shepherd flute in the suburbs plays where you live (where you can graze and see lush vegetation, which also means desolation)

But should I still believe it? At the end of fate, we are still a good match (but why haven't you accepted me after waiting for so many years? Should I doubt my confidence? I think the main performance here is doubt)

It rained one after another, and the place where we first met was covered with lush vegetation.

I heard that you have been living alone for so many years (I think it's a little strange for you here, but why haven't you accepted my meaning and expressed a little helplessness)

The historic gate of the ancient city has long been abandoned, losing its level of prosperity. Instead, the roots of the vicissitudes of the old tree are entangled in the city.

But the sound you made me wait still reverberates over the mottled city gate (is there a desperate mood, hehe)

It's raining (rendering the atmosphere), and the place where we met for the first time is already lush.

I heard that after so many years, you are still alone in an empty room (I think the lonely city here is better understood as a woman's bedroom)

The shepherd flute in the suburbs plays where you live (where you can graze and see lush vegetation, which also means desolation)

But should I still believe it? At the end of fate, we are still a good match (but why haven't you accepted me after waiting for so many years? Should I doubt my confidence? I think the main performance here is doubt)

But should I still believe it? At the end of fate, we are still a good match (but why haven't you accepted me after waiting for so many years? Should I doubt my confidence? I think the main performance here is doubt)

Just like the rainy days in THE TEMPLE OF JIALAN Temple, we look forward to burning incense like sunny days. (Of course, fewer people burn incense on rainy days than on sunny days. This is mainly a good wish, implying that I hope I will always insist that we will always be a good couple. Is it just a good wish? )