What? Are you reluctant to let it go?
On the rugged dirt road, Yaramon, who was walking in front, looked back at Aku and said in a soft voice, "It's not too far from the town now, and if you want to go back, it's still time."
No, I'm just the first time I've really left that place and can't help but want to look back
Aku answered in a brisk tone, wearing a soft silk robe and a small leather bag hanging on his belt. This is all his clothes, accompanying him to every place he is about to walk through.
After Fara no longer objected, the Gorchos also gave up their persistence. Perhaps this was the first time they felt the power of their son's determination.
He had three shining gold coins in his skin, which were all the deposits their family could take out directly. When they parted, his mother's stubbornness became an irresistible force.
Although this is a wealth that is not small anywhere, Mrs. Gorcho still wants to bring him more luggage
He repeatedly promised that he would come back, but this guarantee did not work much. His father still glared at him angrily, and his mother kept wiping her eyes with her apron.
Fala did not come to see him off. Maybe it was because of the passion of the first night that made her embarrassed to come out to meet people, maybe it was because she was unwilling to bear the bitterness of saying goodbye directly.
In short, everything ends from this moment, everything starts from this moment, he quickly chases Yaramon and asks loudly: Yaramon! Am I a bard from now on?
Yaramon looked at him with a smile, his fingers twisted the strings of the harp and made a nice sound. As long as you think it is, you are already
So should I sing something?
If you want, she raised the harp in her hand, her smile warmer than the afternoon sunshine
Aku did not chant, but asked: But before that, I still wanted to know what the tourer you mentioned did?
Yaramon looked at the clear blue sky and whispered: Do you remember the beginning of the song "The Piano of Destiny" that sang to Lord Nonsar?
Aku nodded. If he didn't remember such a famous poem, he would have no shame to say anything he wanted to be a bard.
With the melody played by Yaramon, he hummed in a low voice: The endless silence of another world/The dark night sky with no stars/The lonely angel of fate/The eternal sound of the piano/Every note/A fate waiting for change/Every melody/A life carefully woven...
The sound of the harp stopped abruptly, Yaramon looked at Aku and said seriously: In fact, the so-called ritual is just the existence that follows the sound of the fate of the eternal piano and testifies against Lord Nonsar.
Witness? What to witness? Aku doesn't quite understand such a profound explanation, I'm confused by you
But Yaramon had no intention of explaining in depth. She just said: Actually, you don’t need to know so much, just treat it as...I came to witness your existence like this.
I... like this? Aku was even more confused and vaguely felt that he was following an amazing guy.
To Ah
Yaramon smiled brightly, and the harp in his hand looked particularly dazzling in the sun. The wind blew her forehead, and one of the seven leaves shone with a soft light. You are both simple and simple, and also a feedback on the life of the string of fate. Whether it is witnessing change or witnessing obedience, it is a very important commemoration for me.
Aku shook his head in embarrassment. Although you said it very well, I didn't understand at all.
You don’t have to understand, nor do you have to remember that this is just a short memory in your long life. A memory like a leaf may suddenly go away one day, so while it is still in your hands, do what you want to do happily
Yaramon once again tweaked the strings and said with a smile, for example, learn to sing this poem that you have never learned before
Then, Aku heard the song "Seven Leaf Crocodile" for the first time and firmly remembered every word in it.
He did not recite it deliberately, but the words and sentences that flowed through his heart were naturally imprinted in his heart...
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
Seven leaves are watching for eternity
Seven leaves revolve around fate
Seven leaves are silent and painful
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The first leaf dances quietly
Please listen carefully to my song
Warm courage flows in the blood
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The second leaf is buried in darkness
There is a night sky without stars and moons in front of you
The light of hope, please shine on this soul
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The third leaf shatters into the cold wind
I tried to sing warm songs
Still unable to melt the bone-bone cold
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The fourth leaf falls in the water
The loudness of the volleyball overshadows the singing
Look at me, the handsome prince walking on the waves
Your smile is my eternal heartbeat
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The fifth leaf rushed into the sky
White feathers fly in the sky
The distance between heaven and earth is not unattainable
Your body is the weight I am willing to bear
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The sixth leaf is shining brightly
Sing the petite and delicate spirit
Believe me what you gain is not sympathy
It's not the iron cage that hinders your freedom
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The seventh leaf is gone
Like falling summer flowers, like melted winter ice
Memory is nothing more than a broken necklace
The missing piece will always melt from the bottom of your heart
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
Where is the seventh leaf
I can't remember it no matter how
Where is the seventh leaf
I can't remember it no matter how
On the rugged dirt road, Yaramon, who was walking in front, looked back at Aku and said in a soft voice, "It's not too far from the town now, and if you want to go back, it's still time."
No, I'm just the first time I've really left that place and can't help but want to look back
Aku answered in a brisk tone, wearing a soft silk robe and a small leather bag hanging on his belt. This is all his clothes, accompanying him to every place he is about to walk through.
After Fara no longer objected, the Gorchos also gave up their persistence. Perhaps this was the first time they felt the power of their son's determination.
He had three shining gold coins in his skin, which were all the deposits their family could take out directly. When they parted, his mother's stubbornness became an irresistible force.
Although this is a wealth that is not small anywhere, Mrs. Gorcho still wants to bring him more luggage
He repeatedly promised that he would come back, but this guarantee did not work much. His father still glared at him angrily, and his mother kept wiping her eyes with her apron.
Fala did not come to see him off. Maybe it was because of the passion of the first night that made her embarrassed to come out to meet people, maybe it was because she was unwilling to bear the bitterness of saying goodbye directly.
In short, everything ends from this moment, everything starts from this moment, he quickly chases Yaramon and asks loudly: Yaramon! Am I a bard from now on?
Yaramon looked at him with a smile, his fingers twisted the strings of the harp and made a nice sound. As long as you think it is, you are already
So should I sing something?
If you want, she raised the harp in her hand, her smile warmer than the afternoon sunshine
Aku did not chant, but asked: But before that, I still wanted to know what the tourer you mentioned did?
Yaramon looked at the clear blue sky and whispered: Do you remember the beginning of the song "The Piano of Destiny" that sang to Lord Nonsar?
Aku nodded. If he didn't remember such a famous poem, he would have no shame to say anything he wanted to be a bard.
With the melody played by Yaramon, he hummed in a low voice: The endless silence of another world/The dark night sky with no stars/The lonely angel of fate/The eternal sound of the piano/Every note/A fate waiting for change/Every melody/A life carefully woven...
The sound of the harp stopped abruptly, Yaramon looked at Aku and said seriously: In fact, the so-called ritual is just the existence that follows the sound of the fate of the eternal piano and testifies against Lord Nonsar.
Witness? What to witness? Aku doesn't quite understand such a profound explanation, I'm confused by you
But Yaramon had no intention of explaining in depth. She just said: Actually, you don’t need to know so much, just treat it as...I came to witness your existence like this.
I... like this? Aku was even more confused and vaguely felt that he was following an amazing guy.
To Ah
Yaramon smiled brightly, and the harp in his hand looked particularly dazzling in the sun. The wind blew her forehead, and one of the seven leaves shone with a soft light. You are both simple and simple, and also a feedback on the life of the string of fate. Whether it is witnessing change or witnessing obedience, it is a very important commemoration for me.
Aku shook his head in embarrassment. Although you said it very well, I didn't understand at all.
You don’t have to understand, nor do you have to remember that this is just a short memory in your long life. A memory like a leaf may suddenly go away one day, so while it is still in your hands, do what you want to do happily
Yaramon once again tweaked the strings and said with a smile, for example, learn to sing this poem that you have never learned before
Then, Aku heard the song "Seven Leaf Crocodile" for the first time and firmly remembered every word in it.
He did not recite it deliberately, but the words and sentences that flowed through his heart were naturally imprinted in his heart...
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
Seven leaves are watching for eternity
Seven leaves revolve around fate
Seven leaves are silent and painful
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The first leaf dances quietly
Please listen carefully to my song
Warm courage flows in the blood
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The second leaf is buried in darkness
There is a night sky without stars and moons in front of you
The light of hope, please shine on this soul
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The third leaf shatters into the cold wind
I tried to sing warm songs
Still unable to melt the bone-bone cold
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The fourth leaf falls in the water
The loudness of the volleyball overshadows the singing
Look at me, the handsome prince walking on the waves
Your smile is my eternal heartbeat
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The fifth leaf rushed into the sky
White feathers fly in the sky
The distance between heaven and earth is not unattainable
Your body is the weight I am willing to bear
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The sixth leaf is shining brightly
Sing the petite and delicate spirit
Believe me what you gain is not sympathy
It's not the iron cage that hinders your freedom
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
The seventh leaf is gone
Like falling summer flowers, like melted winter ice
Memory is nothing more than a broken necklace
The missing piece will always melt from the bottom of your heart
7th Leaf Crocodile, Yaramon
Where is the seventh leaf
I can't remember it no matter how
Where is the seventh leaf
I can't remember it no matter how
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