A brief numerical score of the song Little Apple:
Little Apple is a song sung by the chopsticks brothers, written by Wang Terry, and is a propaganda song of the movie "The Raptors of the Old Boys Crossing the River".
in p>214, this song won the "Best International Pop Music Award of the Year" in american music awards? Mnet Asian Music Awards "China's most popular song award.
Creative background
Apples are people's favorite fruits. Chopsticks brothers think that apples are very appropriate to compare cherished people and things, so they named them Little Apples.
The original intention of this song is to match the scene in the movie "The Raptors of Old Boys Crossing the River". Chopsticks brothers have always wanted to add diversified elements to their music, because they often listened to disco dances such as He Dong and Meng Shi when they were young, so they used retro rhythm with divine comedy elements to pay tribute to pop. Miss youth
Lyrics
Wang Terry: I planted a seed
and finally it grew fruit
Today is a great day
Shawn: Pick the stars for you
Drag the moon for you
Let the sun rise for you every day
Wang Terry: Turn into a candle and burn myself just to illuminate you
Give you everything I have as long as you are happy. Never leave
Wang Terry: You are my little apple
I can't love you too much
My little red face warms my heart
The fire that lights my life
Fire, fire, fire
Shawn: You are my little apple
Just like the most beautiful clouds on the horizon
Spring has come to the hillside full of flowers again. > Wang Terry: The sunshine is brighter with you
The night is not dark with you
You are white clouds and I am blue sky
Shawn: Walking with you among blooming flowers in spring
Watching the stars blink with you in summer night
Wang Terry: Wandering with you in golden wheat fields at dusk in autumn
Snowflakes dancing in winter
It is warmer with you. The fire of life
fire, fire, fire, fire
Shawn: You are my little apple
Just like the most beautiful clouds on the horizon
Spring has come to the hillside with flowers blooming
Hope will be harvested
Close: You are my little apple
I can't love you enough
My little red face warms my heart.