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Chapter 1220: Chapter 1035 Our Youth_3 Chapter 1220: Chapter 1035 Our Youth_3 “On this windy day, I tried holding your hand

but the rain intensified until I could no longer see you.

How much longer must I wait to be by your side

until the weather clears?

Maybe then I’ll feel a little better

…”

The lyrics no longer have Xian Yu’s ‘Artistic Touch’ from before.

This time, Xian Yu seems to be targeting ‘Artistic Touch with Emotion.’

Starting from the directly ascending musical scales, there’s a childlike tone as if flaunting silently:

Impressive, isn’t it?

This childishness is precious in itself, simple and straightforward, just like the innocence of an adolescent.

Secret crush.

The quiet sprouting in adolescence.

Is it possible to try confessing?

Some cautiously attempt it only to silently give up.

Fortunately, it’s raining, so no one can clearly tell whether those are tears or raindrops, just like no one knows who is crying in the rain.

It would be better once the weather clears.

Youth transforms into memories.

Sun Yaohuo’s lyrics sketch out a past deep in the listeners’ minds:

“Once upon a time

There was someone who loved you for a long time

But gradually the wind blew the distance so far away

With great difficulty, we could love for one more day

But at the end of the story, it seems you still said goodbye

…”

Ye Lan’s “Youth” is a grand romance.

Sun Yaohuo’s “Youth” is a unrequited love that faded away, it might have lasted a year, two years, even three years, or perhaps even longer.

Only “Goodbye”.

No “Confession”.

No grand passion as imagined.

The thought process behind the lyrics seems similar to ‘Old Boy’.

This is an angle everyone overlooks: It’s about young men and women in school life, facing the person they have feelings for, even mutual feelings, turning their unspoken likes into perpetual knots and regrets due to a lack of courage to voice them.

Indeed.

Adolescence.

The most childlike phase.

Those boys and girls who seem fearless on the outside, appear particularly shy about saying “Like You”.

How do I tell you?

Do I embrace you with the wind?

Or hold you with the rain?

Perhaps more people can only express it in a teasing manner during class reunions, deliberately slurring their speech, revealing seven parts of sincerity with three parts of drunken courage:

“I had a crush on you back in school.”

At this moment, you’d also lament the courage you thought was lost, yet still retain.

It’s okay to blush.

You can say it’s the flush from drinking.

Just like the rainy day when you secretly cried but insisted it was just the rain.

That’s right.

Waiting for tomorrow’s Older Boy is the destination for most dream chasers;

Wishing to return to the past’s ‘Sunny Day’ represents the youth of most adults.

How could there be so many stories filled with grand passion?

Until the end of the story.

Until the day of graduation.

Classmates reluctantly bid farewell, and your secret crush waves gently, ending your youth with two clean words:

“Goodbye.”

You definitely want to feel the wind once more.

You definitely want to experience another rainfall.

You definitely want to return to that campus, not relying on wind or rain, but seizing the moment while the flowers are still in bloom and courage hasn’t yet faded, to say the confession you couldn’t utter back then.

Fei Yang’s ‘Old Boy’ moved the audience to tears.

Sun Yaohuo’s ‘Sunny Day’ didn’t make people cry out loud, the past has long blown away with the wind, but inevitably leaves one feeling wistful and sorrowful, stirring up the mild helplessness of regrets:

It should have been confessed then.

Not necessarily on that rainy day.

At least before graduation.

Although I do not know whether you would wait or leave?

After the rain clears, it seems like the rain never came, or maybe it just hid in your heart.

“But at the end of the story, it seems you still said goodbye…”

As Sun Yaohuo hums the last line, people no longer know if they are listening to a song or listening to the echo of their youth.

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PS: Today is a very special day for Polluted White, reflecting on the traces left by Director Zhou on our youth with this song and also recommending a friend’s new book ‘My Infinite Sub-storage’. Link below.”

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