About "Love in B.C."

[Audience Comments]

This song fully expresses Fang Wenshan's unconstrained imagination. It is worth mentioning that this song incorporates the history of Asia into it, which is endlessly memorable.

[Origin of the lyrics]

It is said that Comrade Fang Wenshan came up with this idea after visiting a museum one day.

The prototype of this story should be the story of King Nebuchadrezzar II of Babylon and his wife Metis. Legend has it that the Hanging Gardens of Babylon were built by him for his wife. The so-called slates are because the records of the Babylonian civilization at that time were all recorded on cuneiform slates. Therefore, when JAY was reading the documents at that time, he must only be able to read the slates.

[Origin of the song]

The initial low-pitched arrangement of "Love in BC" was from the DEMO sample made by Jay himself, and then the formal arrangement came in. The C section after the second chorus was added from a melody that suddenly came to mind during recording.

[Music Story]

Author/Rose Island Water Ruthless

(This story is purely fictional.)

Three thousand seven hundred Years ago. A fabulous time. B.C. ancient.

Their love is as beautiful as it is today, 3,700 years later. Maybe it was a very ordinary love, but it happened in the past in the Mesopotamian plain. There is a meteor of love streaking across the sky of history. It is very dazzling and leaves a deep trace. Today, in the Mesopotamian plain, people come and go, and no one knows, and no one remembers everything that happened, him and her, their stories.

He loved her very much, even at the dawn of civilization before the Christian era. When ancient Babylon gradually formed a city belonging to humans, a light yellow wall built of clay separated him from her.

He was an ancient Babylonian soldier.

When the ancient Babylonian King Hammurabi sat majestically on the throne and looked at the people who surrendered to him, the soldiers' deep horns sounded in the wind. He looked at her through the crowd and saw what she was wearing. The white robe fluttered in the wind, and her long hair jumped out of the robe. The long flaxen hair was shiny like wheat, and he was intoxicated. She saw him looking at her, so she turned around and smiled calmly at him. Her smile on the plain in the sun was his most beautiful memory. At that time BC, he fell in love with her, the one with chestnut eyes and flaxen hair. Their love became a destiny that crossed the city wall, and he and she traveled back and forth.

On the black basalt beside the city wall, craftsmen sent by the Babylonian king carved cuneiform writing, recording the rules of survival more than 3,700 years ago. When it was later unearthed, it was named "Hammurabi" code". Like their love, it endures decades later. Cuneiform recorded the story of him and her with its beauty and ancient civilization. It was engraved on another small stone, which he carved for her. There were only three words on it. Many scientists studied it for a long time, but they still couldn't find it. It became a mystery to understand what those three words meant. Those three words were carved deeply and neatly. As long as you saw the way he looked at her, you would know that he was saying to her with all his heart, I love you.

BC history continues, and he wants to fight for his country. He fought with her love on the bloody plains of Mesopotamia, and he wanted to embark on his return journey, because he knew that she was waiting for him at the city wall, waiting all day long, holding a hand in her hand. Holding the stone with I love you engraved in cuneiform characters. The king of Babylon was ambitious and was preparing to welcome his soldiers back on his throne with a proud smile on his face.

Finally, when the trumpet sounded again, he collapsed from exhaustion. He murmured about his hometown of ancient Babylon, and he could not forget his girl who was still waiting for him. He was tired, but he did not want to fall. His hands were clenched into fists, and his head was looking at the sky. , saw her long-lost smile. The shouts nearby were loud, another soldier was killed, blood spilled into his eyes, but he didn't have the strength to wipe it away. He died without closing his eyes.

The statue of Su Mei by the city wall fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. She saw it and tightened the stones in her hands. She is still waiting for him to come back, come back to hug her, come back to marry her, come back to love her properly.

Time flows like this, he and she chase each other, searching for each other in reincarnations from century to century. The wind is still roaring, the water is still flowing, and he and her fate are regretted in the previous life. Despite the wait, he still loved her, and nothing could shake his vow to love her. Maybe they are a legend, recording love before the Christian era, dropped in the present.

Weathered and turned into soil, they are the entities they once were. Buried is the past between him and her. His love with her is as beautiful as ever. She looked through the window at the small stone with strange characters engraved on it. She still had long flaxen hair and chestnut eyes, as beautiful as they were more than 3,700 years ago, but this was her now. Her past and future are her reincarnations dozens of times. She stood there and looked at it for a long time. She felt as if she had seen this stone before. Although it was weathered, the writing was still deeply imprinted on it and was clearly visible.

She lowered her head and saw a pair of shoes. She looked up and saw him. He was also staring at the stone closely, and then he noticed that she was looking at him, so he smiled at her. Suddenly a strong wind blew, her white skirt fluttering in the wind, and her flaxen hair flying. They were always looking at each other, always looking at each other. A long, long time later, almost a century later, he spoke and asked her: "Do you know what this word means?"

She smiled, and something flashed in her maroon eyes. She said: "You should also know. It's me who loves you."

He also smiled: "I love you too."

Love became a legend in BC , the oath he and she made, on this day AD, in the Mesopotamian plains 3,700 years later, finally came true. The love between him and her is everlasting. Even if only the incomprehensible words are left in the love before the Christian era, they will still be able to understand it. He loved her and she loved him, and their love transcended ancient civilizations.

I also came up with a story, which is somewhat similar to this one, but I still want to post it.

Please bear with me.

Author→Forget.

Three thousand seven hundred years, love written in cuneiform.

The Code of Hammurabi promulgated by the ancient Babylonian king.

The blurred writing on the stone slab reveals the love that happened thousands of years ago.

Priest, Temple, Conquest, Bow and Arrow, Whose Past is it?

Chestnut eyes, slightly curly hair, and a face that has been loved for thousands of years.

The earth-yellow city wall, thousands of years of dust, the inadvertent glance back in the wind and sand.

The white robe, the skirts flying, the soft lines of the side face, deeply buried in his Eyes.

The slightly straight nose, the well-defined eyebrows, the face that appears in the alternation of light and darkness. The brown hair leaked from the headscarf. Reflected in her heart.

Tigris River The river is spreading.

In the crowded crowd, their fingers are connected, she turns around, with a smiling face. She gently touches the hair beside her ears and says, I like the image of you only belonging to me in the crowd. .She looked at his face quietly.

On the battlefield, he missed her.

I pray in the name of the goddess Sumei that she can remember his face and see him again. A look at her.

In the plains of Mesopotamia, she suppressed the longing in her heart and did not think about the tragedy of the war. She comforted herself that he could sing a song of victory and look into her eyes with a smile.

At the last glance, I saw the oath he engraved on the stone slab. It was just three words, but it was his lifelong attachment. "Wait for me, in the next reincarnation, I will tell you personally. This is my promise."

My heart suddenly hurts so much that I can’t suppress it. The eyes of the goddess Sumei become sad, and the sandy land that has been flying for thousands of years is stained with the sadness of dusk. The tears have long been cut off.

Then, let’s get down. A cycle of reincarnation.

In front of the display window, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the stone slab. She heard that it recorded a love that happened thousands of years ago.

"Love written in cuneiform" He was fascinated by her side face, and was transported back to 3,700 years ago in a trance.

She turned her face sideways, dreaming back to the dusty plains of Mesopotamia. It turns out that you have not forgotten your promise.< /p>

Dozens of reincarnations are just for this meeting.

The oath that has been weathered for thousands of years, everything happens again

There is another story

< p> If there is reincarnation, I must have been a king in my previous life, I am sure...

When I walked through the museum with the strange scent of sandalwood and saw the familiar sword, my heart was Jumping wildly, I knew something was happening. As I passed the Code of Hammurabi, I heard bursts of ringing in my ears. My blood is churning and every nerve is in a state of excitement. I could clearly tell that the aorta on my wrist was about to erupt into a red fountain. My eyes were covered with red, and the past events came out one by one... The sand and dust blown by the wind hit my resolute face, but there was no expression on it. I took the handgun my father left for me. The sword stood in this reining field, and the enemies fell one by one at my feet. The bright red blood moistened the place where I stood... My whole mind was filled with disappointment: I was no longer clean. My pain was scattered on the black battlefield. I ended so many lives that should have been a happy paradise. And the man who once called me king died on the battlefield for me, and his corpses were piled up like a mountain. Although I don't want to think about anything, I am the king, and I must bear the weight of those swords, guns, bows and arrows myself. Only you make me truly happy, but I can't marry you. Your brother killed my father... In order to take revenge, we decided to make your family a river of blood. However, even during the rapid march, I was still quietly recalling your beloved face in my dream. But I didn't expect that your beautiful face would appear only in a blink of an eye. You clearly know that war is inevitable again. But you came to me all alone to beg me for help. In the end, you died in front of me, and your blood solidified on my sword.

In the time since you left, my thoughts have spread like the Tigris River. I promulgated the Code of Hammurabi to commemorate our love that did not begin but ended. I carved eternity in cuneiform, which is my eternal oath to you. That war took place before the Christian era.

After my triumph, I passed by the Sumerian goddess, and I made a wish in the name of the goddess: 3,500 years later, my memory will appear again, and my love will remain in BC. This is my last vow. On the tenth day after you left, I used that magic sword to end all my past, and I began to sleep...

My pulse gradually slowed down, and my eyes changed from that piece of The red bardo came out, and then I saw that pure face. You reappeared in front of me. You pointed at the glass and said: "The king of ancient Babylon promulgated the Code of Hammurabi, which was engraved on the black basalt stone." It has been more than three thousand and five hundred years now..."

You are staring at the words of the inscription in front of the window, but I am looking at the face that I have been waiting for for more than three thousand years. You said: "When only the incomprehensible language of ancient civilization remains, legends become immortal poems..."

Although the words on the clay tablets are still clearly visible, you cannot recognize them. It’s the oath I wrote to you that has weathered for thousands of years

That’s the love I wrote for you. It was written deep in the Mesopotamian plain before the Christian era. It was unearthed a few centuries later, but you thought That's just a code on basalt

The love I gave you was written in BC. It is not only in my heart, but also engraved around you, but you don't know that it is the language I left for you< /p>

Love is in the BC...

Love is in the past...

Love is in the BC...

Love is in the past Before fate...

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Goodbye, I leave my love to you

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………………… If there is reincarnation, I will definitely be a king in my previous life~~~~ Creative background Jay Chou said that the story to be expressed in "I Don't Deserve" is about having a beautiful girlfriend Boys are frequently "chased" by paparazzi. They enjoy romance in a restaurant but have to drag their girlfriends around to hide in the middle, unable to give them a good time. In the end, they can only choose to separate. However, he planned to change the title of the song to "Distance" to express the feeling that "although two people are very close, the psychological distance is very far." He believes that there are many differences in the lives between men and women. For example, his current emotional state is definitely not suitable for love at a certain stage. "You can only choose between career and love. I am not qualified to be in love now."

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