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linghxr · 1 year

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Learning Chinese with Lyrics: 薛之谦 (Joker Xue) - 像风一样

I’ve mentioned my love for the music of 薛之谦 several times, so it’s criminal that I haven’t made a Learning Chinese with Lyrics post for any of his songs until now. This is one of my favorite songs by him, and it’s a fairly popular one. In my opinion, it’s also one of his most beautiful songs. It sounds like how it feels to close your eyes, take a deep breath, and let out a sigh. If I’m going about doing something and this song goes on, I have to stop what I’m doing and just listen.

薛之谦 (Joker Xue) - 像风一样

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我等的模样好不具象用皮肤感受你的流向你竟然能做到带走阳光我一味的跟随过了量

具象 jùxiàng - tangible image / concrete / representational (art) 流向 liúxiàng - direction of a current / direction of flow / to flow toward 过量 guòliàng - excessive

像风一样你靠近云都下降你卷起千层海浪我躲也不躲往里闯你不就像风一样侵略时沙沙作响再宣布恢复晴朗就好像我们两个没爱过一样

卷起 juǎnqǐ - to roll up / to curl up / (of dust etc) to swirl up 沙沙 shāshā - rustle 晴朗 qínglǎng - sunny and cloudless

曲折的夕阳负责格挡让委屈的感官无法释放最近我的伤口没生长因为我躲在没风的地方

格挡 gédǎng - to parry / to block

像风一样你靠近云都下降你卷起千层海浪我躲也不躲往里闯你不就像风一样侵略时沙沙作响再宣布恢复晴朗就好像我们两个没爱过一样

你像风一样触摸时温柔流淌席卷我所有抵抗不急着要我投降你不就像风一样掠夺时沙沙作响可惜我自投罗网你也就没什么可骄傲的地方

流淌 liútǎng - to flow 席卷 xíjuǎn - to engulf / to sweep / to carry away everything 掠夺 lüèduó - to plunder / to rob 自投罗网 zìtóuluówǎng - to walk right into the trap

和风一样你离开不声不响我喜欢这种收场看上去谁也不曾亏欠过对方

收场 shōuchǎng - the end / an ending / to wind down / to conclude 亏欠 kuīqiàn - to fall short of / to have a deficit / deficit / deficiency

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weishenyu · 4 months

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Learning Chinese with Lyrics #02 歌曲: 火柴天堂 (Match Heaven)

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thinking about this always. thanks to ZingR for the singable lyrics ^^

走在寒冷下雪的夜空 walking in the snowy, icy night 賣著火柴溫飽我的夢 selling matches, hugging my dreams tight 一步步冰凍一步步寂寞 every step so cold, every step alone 人情寒冷冰凍我的手 human indifference chills to the bone

寒冷 [hán lěng] - frigid 溫飽 [wēnbǎo] - to dress warmly & have enough to eat 冰凍 [bīngdòng] - frozen

一包火柴燃燒我的心 one box of matches burns in my heart 寒冷夜裡擋不住前行 in the icy night, i press forward 風刺我的臉雪割我的口 wind needles my face, snow slashes my lips 拖著腳步還能走多久 how much longer can i trudge like this?

刺 [cì] - thorn, prickle, needle 割 [gē] - to cut 拖著 [tuōzhe] - to drag

有誰來買我的火柴 who wants to come to buy my matches? 有誰將一根根希望全部點燃 who will come light every stick of hope ablaze? 有誰來買我的孤單 who wants to come buy my heartache? 有誰來實現我想家的呼喚 who will answer my cry of longing for home?

點燃 [diǎnrán] - to ignite 實現 [shíxiàn] - to make something come true

每次~點燃火柴微微光芒 every / time the flames light, faintly glowing 看到希望看到夢想 i see my hope, i see my dreams 看見天上的媽媽說話 i see my mother in heaven speak

微微 [wéiwéi] - slightly 光芒 [guāngmáng] - radiance

她說你要勇敢你要堅強 she says, you must be brave, you must be strong 不要害怕不要慌張 don't be afraid, don't be frightened 讓你從此不必再流浪 you'll never need to wander anymore

慌張 [huāng zhāng] - flustered, in a hurry

媽媽牽著你的手回家 mom will take your hand and lead you home 睡在溫暖花開的天堂 you can sleep in the warmth of heaven

牽 [qiān] - to take/lead

#火柴天堂 #齊秦 #panda hsiung #joker xue #chui na lisa #learning chinese with lyrics #chinese #music #langblr #Youtube #tunastudies

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kkeunimopssii · 5 months

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Learning Chinese with Lyrics: 蔡健雅 (Tanya Chua) - 遺書

I recently started listening to more Chinese music and quite by accident found Tanya Chua and her amazing voice charmed me.

My favorite line of the song: 我曾愛過的都愛過了 - I've loved everything I've ever loved.

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平常不過的夜晚

平常 ping2chang2 - ordinary

這是我最後一次給自己交代

確定沒留下任何遺憾

確定 que4ding4 - to ensure 留下 liu2xia4 - to leave behind 遺憾 yi2han4 - regret

沒有任何的不安跟未知對談

對談 dui4tan2 - to talk face to face

我曾愛過的都愛過了

曾看不開的或許不一定都要釋懷

釋懷 shi4huai2 - release (tension)

我也認真過了付出多過獲得

認真 ren4zhen1- to take seriously 付出 fu4chu1 - to invest energy in friendship

但願他們記得感動的每一刻

感動 - to touch sb emotionally

把留下的淚水藏不住的心碎

心碎 xin1sui4 - heartbroken

寫成歌給人安慰

我閉上眼睛唱著感謝這一生沒白費

白費 bai2fei4 - to waste energy

世界會照樣運轉

只是我已出發在旅程另一段

走在人群中特別孤單

人群 ren2gun2 - crowd 孤單 gu1dan1 - lonely

這個錯誤的安排不需要重來

我曾愛過的都愛過了

曾看不開的或許不一定都要釋懷

我也認真過了付出多過獲得

但願他們記得感動的每一刻

把留下的淚水藏不住的心碎

寫成歌給人安慰

我閉上眼睛唱著感謝這一生沒白費

我會留下什麼請替我保管就別不捨得

保管 bao3guang3 - to guarantee

We’re gonna make it through

我是被疼愛的我會好好的

得到你的祝福怎麼會不想哭

祝福 zhu4fu2 - blessings

我會去片大海無憂無慮去愛

無憂無慮 wu2you1wu2lu4- carefree and without worries

像塵埃自由自在

自由自在 zi4you2zi4zai4 - free and easy

在那一片大海告別了感慨

So GoodNight

Goodbye

#learning chinese with lyrics #cpop #chinese music #mandopop #chinese vocab #chinese language #langblr #chinese study #tanya chua #study mandarin #Youtube

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polyglot-thought · 9 months

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[Mandarin->English] 你和我 “You and I” by P.K. 14 - Color Coded Lyrics - Video with sound

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Due to copyright reasons, I can’t actually put the original music in, so I opted for to speech instead

#color coded translation #color coded lyrics #mandarin langblr #chinese langblr #learn chinese #chinese lesson #chinese vocab #chinese to english

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zhongwengeci · 2 years

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《戀曲1980》- 羅大佑

《戀曲1980》- 羅大佑 Liànqǔ 1980”- Luó Dàyòu "Love Song 1980" by Luo Dayou

妳曾經對我說妳曾经对我说 nǐ céngjīng duì wǒ shuō You once said to me,

妳永遠愛著我妳永远爱着我 nǐ yǒngyuǎn àizhe wǒ You'd always love me.

愛情這東西我明白爱情这东西我明白 àiqíng zhè dōngxi wǒ míngbái This thing called love, I understand,

但永遠是甚麼但永远是什么 dàn yǒngyuǎn shì shénme But what does "always" mean?

姑娘妳別哭泣姑娘妳别哭泣 gūniáng nǐ bié kūqì Miss, please don't cry,

我倆還在一起我俩还在一起 wǒliǎ hái zài yīqǐ We two are still together.

今天的歡樂將是明天永恆的回憶今天的欢乐将是明天永恒的回忆 jīntiān de huānlè jiāngshì míngtiān yǒnghéng de huíyì The happiness of today will be tomorrow's eternal memories.

啦............啦............ la la la la, la la la la

甚麼都可以拋棄什么都可以抛弃 shénme dōu kěyǐ pāoqì Anything can be abandoned,

甚麼也不能忘記什么也不能忘记 shénme yě bùnéng wàngjì And nothing may be forgotten.

現在妳說的話现在妳說的话 xiànzài nǐ shuō de huà The words you say right now

都只是妳的勇氣都只是妳的勇气 dōu zhǐ shì nǐde yǒngqì Are all just your own courage.

春天刮著風春天刮着风 chūntiān guāzhe fēng The wind blows in the spring,

秋天下著雨秋天下着雨 qiūtiān xiàzhe yǔ The rain falls in the autumn.

春風秋雨多少海誓山盟隨風遠去春风秋雨多少海誓山盟随风远去 chūnfēng qiūyǔ duōshǎo hǎishìshānméng suífēng yuǎnqù How many pledges of love will be carried off with the spring wind and autumn rain?

啦............啦............ la la la la, la la la la

親愛的莫再說妳我永遠不分離亲爱的莫再說妳我永远不分离 qīnài de mò zài shuō nǐwǒ yǒnghéng bù fēnlí Don't say that you and I will never part again, my dear.

妳不屬於我妳不属于我 nǐ bù shǔyú wǒ You are not a part of me,

我也不擁有妳我也不拥有妳 wǒ yě bù yōngyǒu nǐ I also do not own you.

姑娘世上沒有人有佔有的權利姑娘世上没有人有占有的权利 Gūniáng shìshàng méiyǒu rén yǒu zhànyǒu de quánlì There is no one in this world that has the right to possess you, Miss.

或許我們分手或许我们分手 Huòxǔ wǒmen fēnshǒu We may, perhaps, break up.

就這麼不回頭就这么不回头 Jiù zhème bù huítóu Just like that not looking back.

至少不用編織一些美麗的藉口至少不用编织一些美丽的借口 Zhìshǎo búyòng biānzhī yīxiē měilì de jièkǒu There is at least no need to make up some beautiful excuses.

啦............啦............ la la la la, la la la la

親愛的莫再說妳我永遠不分離亲爱的莫再說妳我永远不分离 qīnài de mò zài shuō nǐwǒ yǒnghéng bù fēnlí Don't say that you and I will never part again, my dear.

啦............啦............ la la la la, la la la la

親愛的莫再說妳我明天要分離亲爱的莫再說妳我永远不分离 qīnài de mò zài shuō nǐwǒ yǒnghéng bù fēnlí Don't say that you and I will never part again, my dear.

#luo dayou #羅大佑 #chinese song lyrics #taiwanese music #chinese language #chinese music #戀曲1980 #學中文 #chinese resources #learning chinese #zhongwengeci

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ficsilike-reblogged · 6 months

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Hungry For Heaven

Summary: Beau knows he shouldn’t have feelings for his young, pretty secretary. But he can’t help it. Pairing: Beau “Cyclone” Simpson/F!Reader (No Y/N) Word Count: 4.6k ABSOLUTELY NO MINORS ALLOWED A/N: This is my second entry for the 80’s Rocktober Challenge hosted by @roosterforme - I picked Dio’s song “Hungry For Heaven.” I hope you enjoy! Warnings: Naval inaccuracies, Cain is a creep for plot reasons, my gratuitous use of italics and song lyrics, a coyote ugly reference, female receiving oral sex, power imbalance

His girl. Cyclone’s girl. Simpson’s girl. The Admiral’s girl. That’s how most people referred to you when speaking with Beau. And he had never admitted how much he liked it, instead telling people to at least acknowledge your rank. But in the dark of his rooms, in the recesses of his mind, Beau liked it. He liked that you were his.

Sort of.

Beau knew it was cliche. Falling for his young, pretty secretary was probably the most cliche thing that he could have ever done. But it hadn’t been a choice, really. You had appeared one day, three years ago, like a whirlwind and Beau had been left in your wake. You kept a tight ship, just as he did. You had been a perfect match for him, keeping him organized and on time for all his meetings and classes. You had made the mountains of paperwork he was always saddled with much easier to swallow and he had thought he was dreaming when you’d first handed over a thick stack of papers and told him he just needed to sign at the bottom of the last page. You’d basically done a week of reports for him and had left Beau with a pen in his hand and a tight stomach as you sauntered back out of his office. But that was what you did, he learned. You made his life easier. Gave him time to breathe. You were his girl.

It was more than a little embarrassing to realize his…affection for you was noticed by anyone. Thankfully, the only person he knew for a fact suspected anything was Admiral Bates, who had quietly told him that it was about time he was happy. Embarrassing. It was a kindness, true, but Beau would have preferred if he hadn’t said anything at all. These feelings were inappropriate and completely against Naval regulation and protocol and he couldn’t stop.

“You’re not staying much later, are you?”

Beau looked up from his computer, reading yet another request from Maverick about his insane dog fight simulations he wanted the newest Top Gun class to try, to see you in the doorway of his office. The usual, soft smile was on your face—the smile he liked to think you reserved just for him. His mouth curled up at the edges too; he couldn’t help it. “Just trying to rein in Maverick.”

You scoffed and shook your head but your smile remained. “You’re going to be here all night, then. Again.”

Beau had to hide his laugh behind his hand. You knew him too well. “I won’t.”

You hummed, obviously not believing him. “I’ll order you dinner. Do you want Chinese or Italian? You had barbecue two nights ago.”

His heart twisted, like it usually did whenever you so easily showed how well you knew him. “Italian, if you could, Lieutenant. With-”

“With extra breadsticks, I know. I’ll make sure they don’t forget again.”

You were gone from the doorway before he could thank you but you returned not thirty minutes later with his promised dinner and another smile. A cursory glance let him know that the extra breadsticks were indeed included this time and you set a silverware roll from the mess hall beside the bag.

“You’re too good to me, Lieutenant.” Beau winced as soon as the words left his mouth but you simply smiled. “And I thought you were on your way out for the weekend?”

Your smile widened. “I am. But I wasn’t about to leave you hungry.”

Beau’s entire chest ached and he tried to smile again but he was sure it looked more like a grimace. “Big plans?”

“My friend’s bachelorette party. We are going bar hopping after getting pole dance lessons.” You paused before a grimace crumpled your features. “You didn’t need to know that. I apologize. That was unprofessional.”

Beau felt his throat bob, mouth suddenly dry. Seeing you in your khakis or in any of the other Naval uniforms had been all Beau had been given, aside from when you needed to grab something from your office over the weekend a few months ago and he got to see you in a sinful pair of shorts and low cut top. But imagining you in one of those tight, tiny dresses he knew women your age wore and learning how to dance like that had his stomach in knots.

He was being unprofessional. He was supposed to be the one who approved or rejected paperwork for relationships like this. He wasn’t supposed to be wanting one. And he wasn’t even sure if you saw him as anything other than the old man who needed help keeping his meetings and paperwork in a row.

Sure, you joked with him, nursed a glass of expensive bourbon with him after the Uranium Mission, and Beau liked to think he caught you appreciating the view when he partook in the swim call during your last shared deployment and you handed him a towel to dry off…but that did not mean anything in the grand scheme of things.

He knew that.

But he couldn’t get you out of his head.

“I hope you have a good time. You’ve certainly earned it. I know I run you ragged here.”

The hard line of your shoulders lessened and your smile returned as you shook your head. Your hand settled over his and you gently squeezed his fingers, touch not retreating immediately and Beau tried not to revel in it too much. “I love working for you. You have to know that by now.” Beau watched your mouth open again before you bit your lip.

Beau could imagine a million different things you could have said after that. But you didn’t say any of them. You didn’t say anything at all aside from a soft, “anyway, have a good night, Admiral. Please don’t stay too late.”

And then you were gone, leaving Beau alone with the scent of your floral perfume, the echo of your warm hand on his, and an ache in his chest.

It was fine.

This was fine.

He ate his dinner as he tried to find the least insane simulation Maverick had requested and hoped that it would end well next week. Honestly, having the Captain as the permanent Top Gun instructor was bad for his heart.

“Are you coming?”

Beau looked up from his paperwork to see Admiral Cain in his doorway, arms crossed over his chest. Oh, that was right. Cain had been invited to see the current Top Gun class in action. The higher ups thought it would be a way to “soften” Cain’s animosity toward manned aircrafts. It was ridiculous because Beau outranked Cain and he still walked around like his shit didn’t stink.

Mostly what it did was raise Beau’s blood pressure and had you running circles around base trying to keep Cain out of Beau’s office. It was a valiant effort, Beau knew, but Cain hardly ever followed any recommendation from someone who he deemed ‘beneath him.’

He glanced down at the calendar on his desk and saw your neat handwriting over today’s date. Drinks with Cain? :(

Dammit.

“Yeah, let me just clean up and-”

“I’ll give you fifteen minutes.” And then he was gone, too.

Biting back every swear he’d ever learned, Beau stood and cleared his desk of his dinner’s trash and filed everything away to deal with on Monday. He pulled on a different shirt and slacks he kept in his office’s closet for times like this and tried not to seem too unenthusiastic when he met Cain out in the parking lot. The effort was completely negated when the other man started bragging about the bar he wanted to try, touting that it was apparently popular with younger women who preferred older men.

And while Beau did think of you for a moment, his stomach still rolled with the thought that Cain was on the prowl for someone younger when Beau knew that he had a wife and kids waiting at home for him. But still, he went, knowing the higher ups would frown at him not wanting to “play nice.”

(Beau pocketed the thought that he could have Cain dishonorably discharged if he actually did something.)

The drive to the bar was thankfully short and Beau had repeatedly told himself that it would be fine to leave after one overpriced drink before parking. He could hear the classic rock pouring from the stout brick building and he could still hear the waves crashing against the shore as he stepped up toward the front door. The bouncer at the front waved him in and Beau saw Cain already striding up toward the bar, turning his head to watch as a woman, carrying a tray of shots to a different table, walked by.

Cain settled at the bar and Beau begrudgingly stood near him and waited for one of the three bartenders to take their order. When they were noticed, Cain was more than a little shameless with staring down the bartender’s shirt when she came to their corner of the bar top so Beau made a mental note to give her an extra tip with his drink as a silent apology.

“What can I get started for you?” She asked, turning to Beau with a roll of her eyes. She’d apparently already had a long night.

“Cognac, please.”

The bartender quirked an eyebrow but almost smiled. “You seem like a top shelf kind of guy. Am I right?”

Beau nodded and watched her grab a bottle of cognac he also had in his personal bar back home (where he’d rather be, but that was beside the point) and poured a few fingers of it into a glass before setting it atop a monogrammed napkin and pushing it in front of him. He handed over his card without a fuss and she seemed grateful when he didn’t ask to open a tab.

Beau vacated his spot at the bar after leaving his promised tip and it was quickly taken by a woman who had to be about your age with a sash across her chest that read “Made of DisHonor” in bold, pink lettering. It was funny—there must be a bachelorette party here somewhere.

Again, he thought of you—you had said your friend’s bachelorette party was tonight.

As Beau settled into an overstuffed booth near one of the stained glass windows, he saw Cain still at the bar, now turned around to lean against it as he sipped on his martini. His gaze was bouncing from one woman to the next while completely ignoring the other men who would have probably preferred his spot at the bar to order. But it hardly mattered, really. Beau would have been content with finishing his drink by himself and not interacting with Cain at all. But Cain did eventually did spot him and Beau raised his glass in half hearted welcome but hoped that it would not be taken.

Cain didn’t pick up on the abject disinterest on Beau’s face and started to make his way over. Dammit. However, he made it only a half dozen steps before getting pulled to a stop by a woman in a tight dress and a bright smile.

Damn. All right. Apparently the reputation this bar had was not completely unfounded.

Beau was quick to drag his gaze away from the uncomfortable scene and spotted the girl with the sash walking away from the bar with a tray of what looked like Jell-O shots in her hands. Beau watched her go with a smile, remembering his days back in college when his tongue was blue from drinks like those. She quickly passed out the small plastic cups and the grip Beau had on his cognac nearly slipped when he recognized one of the women in her group.

You.

God. You had always been beautiful but right now you were truly something else. Sinful and ethereal all at once. Stunning. Short dress. High heels. Burgundy lips. You were dressed for the festivities. Your sash read “Miss Behaving.”

Of course it did.

The bride, a cute woman in a tiny white dress with a giant white bow on the back of her head, herded everyone a little bit out of the throughway so a small group of men could get to the bar without needing to walk around. And you ended up closer to him. He could hear your laugh over the music as your friend pushed one of the Jell-O shots into your hand.

“I’m driving tonight! I can only have one drink.”

The woman with the Made of Dishonor sash pouted but still made sure your fingers were curled around the tiny plastic cup. “You said that at the last two bars, too. That’s why I got you a non-alcoholic Jell-O shot. Congrats. That is pure sugar and water, babe.”

You laughed and Beau found himself smiling at the sound of it; he liked hearing you be happy. And he should have known that you would be the designated driver for your friends—you were always taking care of someone. (Usually it was him.)

He watched you and your friends take the caps off the shots and clink them together with a shout of cheers for the bride as he took another sip of his own drink. It nearly came right back out as he coughed, watching your tongue skirt around the plastic.

“There we go!” The bride cheered before patting your cheek with uncoordinated fingers but you laughed anyway. “I want you to have fun. Have fun with me.”

“I am having fun! I promise,” you said before catching her hand and kissing her fingers, earning a giggle of your own. “And tonight isn’t about me!”

“I picked this bar for you!” The maid of honor said with a laugh of her own. “I was hoping I would be able to get your mind off that man who shall not be named.” “No, you chose it because they let you dance on the bar.” “That’s besides the point,” she retorted, finger pointed in your direction. “Two birds, one stone or whatever.”

“What?” The bride asked, dragging out the single syllable.

The maid of honor shook her head. “Babe, it has been over a year and you’re still hung up on him. You either need to get under him or get over him.”

You swirled your finger around the empty, plastic container, pretending to care about the remnants of your Jell-O shot. “I can’t help it.”

“What’s so special about him?” Another woman asked, stealing a second shot. “A year’s a long time.”

“Oh no,” one of your friends groaned. “Don’t get her started.”

The bride pouted again. “But I wanna hear it. I don’t hear anything anymore! I don’t even know who we’re talking about!”

“I’ve told you about him twice but that just…doesn’t matter,” you said, probably noting how intoxicated she was at the moment. “You’re busy with wedding planning, sweetheart. We don’t want to bother you.”

She waved it away, pout persisting. “Tell me. Tell me right now! I’m your best…” she hiccuped. “Best friend. Tell me.”

You licked your lips before sighing. “He’s…my boss.”

There was an answering squeal from the bride and a few others in your group before you waved it away with a halfhearted scowl, like you were trying to keep the smile from your face.

The grip on his drink was near painful now.

You were talking about him. You had been hung up on him for over a year.

“He’s just handsome and kind and funny. He’s nice when he wants to be and he’s always nice to me.”

“But not to everyone else, right?” The maid of honor said, sounding like she’d heard this before.

Beau adjusted his posture to try to hear your group better over the blaring guitars and thumping drums. He wanted to know what you had been saying—apparently repeatedly.

“Yeah. I mean, he runs a tight ship-”

“That is a terrible pun.”

“-but he tries to keep everyone safe and he just expects everyone else to do the same. So-”

“You’re burying the lede here. He’s smoking hot. A complete silver fox who’s got a banging bod.”

You gaped at the Maid of Honor’s outburst and Beau watched your mouth open and close a few more times without a single word coming out. Is that what you had told your friends?

“And he’s sweet to you?” The bride repeated, hazy eyes sparkling. “You hafta marry him.”

“They’re a sight for sore eyes. Good choice.”

Beau felt something in his neck pop when he quickly turned his head to see Cain settling opposite him in the booth. The other man’s eyes were dragging all over your group without a care in the world. Dragging all over you. “Did you strike out?” The words were out of his mouth before he could even begin to think of a different response. “I saw you talking to someone else.” It was a pitiful recovery but Beau hid his distaste for the entire situation behind another gulp of his liquor.

Cain’s mouth curled into a scowl for a moment. “You’ve been sitting here alone all night. You’re not doing any better.” A familiar sneer pushed at his features before he once again looked at your group. “Are you one of those that just likes to look?”

Thankfully or not, Cain didn’t wait for an answer and stood again, making his way over to your group. Just for a moment, Beau thought about just leaving. Just getting up and leaving and pretending this entire night never happened.

“A-Admiral Cain.”

Your voice cut through Beau’s thoughts with ease.

“I…I didn’t expect to see you here.”

Cain squinted at you, probably trying to place your face and Beau saw the exact moment Cain recognized you, a smirk pushing at his mouth. A few of your friends started whispering into each other’s ears, probably wondering if this was the Admiral you were hung up on. “Ah, Lieutenant, I should have known it was you.”

“Oh?”

Cain’s smirk grew. “Yes ma’am. I think I’d recognize that-”

Beau had heard quite enough and stood abruptly, cognac still in his hand. “I think we’ve had enough tonight, Admiral. Time to head out.”

The shock on your face only grew more apparent as you looked at him. “Admiral Simpson. Um…h-hi.”

“That’s him,” the maid of honor hissed into the bride’s ear.

Cain’s eyes were hard as they bored into the side of Beau’s face. He could feel them. But he couldn’t take his eyes off you. You were even more beautiful up close. Dammit. Again.

“Why don’t we let the ladies decide if I’ve had enough?”

Your eyes went wide and you took a step in front of your friends, hands fanning out to keep them behind you. “I apologize, sir, but I don’t think that is entirely appropriate.”

“It could be our little secret and shouldn’t I be the one who says whether or not something is inappropriate? I’m sure we can all keep a secret.”

Something Beau had spent years trying to suppress started to bite at the back of his mind. Cold rage. He moved to step in front of Cain, blocking you from the other man’s gaze. “We’re done here, Cain.”

The tense line of his shoulders relaxed when he felt your warm hand press against his back. A quiet thank you. And the simple touch had warmth bleeding over him.

“We are just about to leave-”

“Bride and babes!” The bartender who had served Beau hollered. “You’re up!”

The maid of honor let out a curse and muttered something about never planning anything ever again before pushing everyone toward the bar again. And then Cain was saying something, Beau could hear the rumble of his voice at the back of his mind like a buzzing fly, but Beau couldn’t take his eyes off you.

You as you tugged down your skirt after it had ridden up when you climbed.

You as you helped the bride step onto one of the barstools.

You as you followed suit until you and the rest of your friends were lined up on the bar.

“Ladies and gents,” the bartender’s voice cut through the din of the bar just before the last song ended. “We have a special group here tonight. And they want to put on a little show for you all.”

The crowd gave a raucous cheer and then the opening chords of a song he knew well swelled over the bar’s speakers. And then you (and your friends) started to dance. It was filled with spins and giggles followed by twists and turns that had your legs nearly glowing in the low light of the bar as Dio continued to sing.

You're in danger, the last of a line

But the vision lasts forever…

The watching crowd hollered when you and the maid of honor showed off the moves you must have learned at your pole dancing lessons on either side of the bride. Beau couldn’t take his eyes off you. Wouldn’t.

“I see it now.” Cain’s voice pulled his attention for just a moment. “You want her all to yourself.”

He didn’t deign it worthy of a response. And honestly, what could he say? Denying it would be fruitless and accepting it would be handing over power to Cain. So, Beau said nothing.

The young just getting older

We are sunlight

We can sparkle and shine

And our dreams are what we're made of… He just watched you.

He dragged his eyes up your form and saw you looking straight at him.

Just hold on You can make it happen for you Reach for the stars and you will fly You're hungry for heaven Hungry for heaven Hungry for heaven But you need a little hell, oh, hungry…

And, just for a moment, Beau felt like you were doing this all for him. This entire show was for him. That little dress and the way you inched it up your thighs as you moved was for him. The burgundy-tinged smile was just for him. The way your half-lidded gaze never strayed far from him in the crowd was for him. And maybe it was. Maybe it was all for him because as soon as the song ended and you helped your giggling friends off the bar—taking extra care to help the bride down as she poked at the tip of your nose—you turned to him. While your friends were swarmed by other patrons of the bar who had appreciated the show, you only looked at him. And then you were moving, pushing your way through the accumulated crowd and toward him. You licked your lips just before you slowed to a stop in front of him and Beau tracked the movement with his heart hammering in his throat. “Did you enjoy the show?” And what was he supposed to say to that? He had the wherewithal to notice Cain had retreated to a darkened corner with another drink and a different woman, his attention completely diverted. Beau paused for a moment before nodding. What good would lying do now? Something had shifted, irreparably changed. For better or worse.

He could smell your perfume again as you moved closer, closer, closer. God, you were beautiful. And a voice that sounded almost like himself was screaming at the back of his mind that this was wrong, this was against all sorts of Naval regulations, that this would only end poorly- But it quieted as soon as your fingers pressed against his chest. He could feel each of your breaths against his mouth. He could smell your floral perfume with each of his own inhales and wanted to bury his nose in it. In you. But what Beau happily noticed was the lack of alcohol that hit his nose. You were sober.

He knew adrenaline could make people do things that were out of character. Plenty of pilots, himself included, had landed their jet and jumped out, heart hammering and nerves buzzing. Maybe it was that for you, high off the little performance. Confident enough to approach your direct superior in a crowd. You sought him out. There was a silent conversation between you; were you going to do this? Could either of you stop? And Beau surged forward with his inevitable answer, closing the gap.

You tasted like heaven. Sticky sweet with a bite of something else and your hand gently curled over his chest as you sighed against his mouth. Your fingers inched up to press at the side of his neck as he licked between your lips.

Every sigh, every little noise, every brush of your mouth against his had his heart racing. This was what he needed, what every part of him had wanted since you had first spent the night at his side, helping him do monotonous paperwork. Just you, in his arms, and your taste on his tongue.

He didn’t even recall pulling you toward the small hallway that led to the bathrooms but he felt your smile against his mouth when he backed you against the wall. Your next breath puffed against his wet lips and your eyes still sparkled in the hallway’s shitty light. “We might have fifteen minutes before someone comes looking.” “I can do a lot in fifteen minutes.”

The bathroom door creaked when he pulled you through it and the lock gave an answering click when he engaged it. You were soft everywhere and Beau groaned against your mouth as his hands skirted up your thighs, dragging the minuscule skirt of your dress with it. And you were sweet everywhere, too, as he tugged the tiny scrap of lace between your thighs to the side and drank you down. Your hands curled into his hair as he pulled one of your legs up and over his shoulder. He kept you upright as each flick of his tongue had you shaking and whimpering and filling his mouth.

He could do this forever, even if his knees ached and his trousers were unbearably tight.

Just as you shook in his grip and he felt you sliding down his chin, there was a sharp knock at the door.

“We’re leaving! I’m giving you exactly thirty seconds to meet us outside.”

Beau recognized the maid of honor’s voice on the other side. It was quickly followed by a chorus of giggles. But he hardly heard any of it as you sighed and curled your hands beneath Beau’s chin and pulled him up with a gentle tug. You kissed him, undoubtedly tasting yourself on his tongue, as your thumb swept gentle circles against his cheek.

Your eyes were hazy and half-lidded again and you stole another kiss against his mouth when he pulled your dress back down.

“You can definitely do a lot in fifteen minutes, Admiral.” Your finger swept beneath his lip, gathering the evidence of your secret and you licked it away. “I’ll return the favor. I promise.”

Before you slipped away from him again, Beau kissed you again. He couldn’t get enough of it, of you. Nor the soft laugh you let out as you whispered you’d see him on Monday.

Monday was going to be interesting. He didn’t know what it would bring, how any of this would turn out, but he had hope. And he liked to think you did, too.

Beau couldn’t wait.

A/N: please let me know what you think! Thanks for reading!

#top gun rocktober #Beau Simpson x reader #beau cyclone Simpson x reader #cyclone x reader #tgm fic #tgm #female reader

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linghxr · 1 year

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Learning Chinese with Lyrics: 陈文非 - 孤独颂歌

I recently started watching China’s version of The Voice, 《中国好声音》. I watched the 2022 season, which just ended, and also the 2021 season. One of my favorite contestants was 陈文非 (Chen Wenfei). She has a pretty unique voice and experimented with several different styles of songs, both of which I appreciated. This song of hers is so catchy—it’s been stuck in my head for weeks!

陈文非 - 孤独颂歌

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大本钟早已响起午夜的消息高跟鞋配上暴雨难过又美丽灯光在扑朔迷离危险的气息沉睡在纸醉金迷消失的彻底

大本钟 dàběnzhōng - Big Ben 暴雨 bàoyǔ - torrential rain / rainstorm 扑朔迷离 pūshuòmílí - impossible to unravel / confusing 气息 qìxī - breath / smell / odor / flavor 沉睡 chénshuì to be fast asleep / to lie dormant / to lie undiscovered 纸醉金迷 zhǐzuìjīnmí - indulging in a life of luxury (lit. dazzling with paper and gold)

诶呀诶呀怎么忘了我是其中的一个在每一天都扮演上天安排的角色诶呀诶呀怎么忘了付出爱情的代价你别再问了想要答案就去看看吧

扮演 bànyǎn - to play the role of / to act 上天 shàngtiān - Heaven / Providence / God

那些孤独的人啊夜晚是否还回家那些灵魂早已无处安放流浪到天涯那些无声的回答眼泪一滴滴落下谁能给我安慰抚平伤悲就带我走吧

安放 ānfàng - to lay / to place / to put in a certain place 天涯 tiānyá - the other end of the world / a faraway place 抚平 fǔpíng - to flatten / to smooth down / to unwrinkle / to soothe (emotional wounds) / to heal (scars)

歌厅里忽然响起Bossa的舞步没有人还能记起白日的痛楚昏暗的灯光配上Whiskey的度数打碎了人们清醒设下的意图

歌厅 gētīng - karaoke hall / singing hall 舞步 wǔbù - dance steps 痛楚 tòngchǔ - pain / anguish / suffering 昏暗 hūn’àn - dusky 度数 dùshu - number of degrees / reading (on a meter) / strength (alcohol, lenses, etc.) 意图 yìtú - intent / intention / to intend

诶呀诶呀怎么忘了我是其中的一个在每一天都扮演上天安排的角色诶呀诶呀怎么忘了付出爱情的代价你别再问了想要答案就去看看吧

那些孤独的人啊夜晚是否还回家那些灵魂早已无处安放流浪到天涯那些无声的回答眼泪一滴滴落下谁能给我安慰抚平伤悲就带我走吧

那些孤独的人啊夜晚是否还回家那些灵魂早已无处安放流浪到天涯那些无声的回答眼泪一滴滴落下谁能给我安慰抚平伤悲就带我走吧就带我走吧

Also, 《乘风破浪》 (Sisters Who Make Waves) had a great cover of this song earlier this year. It has a Broadway musical vibe that works so well!

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weishenyu · 4 months

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Learning Chinese with Lyrics #01 歌曲: 沒有我的那個宇宙 (The Universe Without Me) 歌手: ChihSiou 持修

new chihsiou song that released a few days ago :-) the plushie in the mv, doudou bear, wonders if their other half would be better without them, while still hoping their own tattered self can be found.

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到底是為了什麼活著 What am I living for? 為什麼我一定要贏呢 Why do I have to win? 笑人們被慾望驅使著 Laugh at those driven by desire 雖然其實我也一樣呢 Even though I'm the same

驅使 [qūshǐ] - to drive, push

時間又過去了多久 How much time has passed? 傷口都爛掉了 My wounds have all rotted away 還要騙自己會更好嗎 Would it be better to lie to myself? 還有什麼是值得留下 What else is worth staying behind for?

爛 [làn] - rotten, damaged 騙 [piàn] - to lie

在沒有我的那個宇宙 In a universe where I don't exist 會不會會不會比較好 Would it, would it be better? 在沒有我的那個時空 In a time and space without me 會不會你得到真正的快樂 Would you attain true happiness?

沒有我沒有我沒有我 (x11) Without me, without me, without me 到底是為了什麼撐著 What do I keep holding on for? 為什麼我不能逃避呢 Why can't I escape? 笑人們找不到真心了 Laugh at those who can't find sincerity 雖然其實我也一樣呢 Even though I'm the same

撐著 [chēngzhe] - to hold on 逃避 [táobì] - to escape

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#chihsiou #持修 #learning chinese with lyrics #chinese studyblr #chineseblr #the nice things abt new songs: i can actually understand all of it. however my mom will roast the lyrics for being basic #chinese #chinese vocab #langblr #music #tunastudies

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rongzhi · 6 months

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Hi! Love your TikTok translations, they help me learn so much. Sorry if you've answered this before already, but as a language student myself, I was just curious about how you got so good at Chinese - is it a native language for you, or what's your background in using/studying it? Thank you!

I think I answered this a long time ago (like 2021 maybe) so I will just tell it again. It's kind of a longwinded boring post that's very self-centric (😬) and also probably not going to have any helpful advice to the average language learner, so I'm going to put it under a read more!

Background

My family is Chinese so it's my heritage language. I did learn it before English as a baby but then forgot a lot of it. My parents speak Chinese at home but I always replied in English growing up. Part of this is because I have a twin sibling and because we spoke English at school, we also started speaking English to each other at home.

We went to Chinese school on Sundays growing up (this is like a community/cultural school; it included other courses like math, Chinese dance, art, pre-SATs (lol), etc, depending on who in the community was available to teach), but I didn't really pay attention so my Chinese was pretty shit for a long time—like broken conversational level shitty, although I have always had a strong comprehension ability. My dad's side is from Sichuan so I grew up understanding a bit of Sichuanese.

The beginning of my "studying"

I don't actually have much of a background studying Chinese in a formal setting. I took Chinese 101-103 in college as part of a language requirement (specifically chose to start with 101 so I could relearn basics, even though my teachers kept offering to place me in higher levels). I really credit my Chinese 101 prof who was also the college's calligraphy teacher for making us focus on brush stroke order and recognising characters and understanding semantic components, which is something other profs did not emphasise (they were more focused on building conversational skills).

Anyway, that was only my freshman year of college because I ended up changing majors and not having a language requirement anymore (boo). I continued studying a bit of Chinese in the intervening years, but I am not a very disciplined person when it comes to self-study, so much of it was just translating song lyrics for my own amusement. During this time, I also started watching some cdramas, but mostly just Chinese web shows, which maybe helped? (I don't think I was watching enough for it to really make a difference).

Fast forward a couple years to 2020 and I started watching more cdramas during lockdowns, including watching 成化十四年 (The Sleuth of Ming Dynasty), which I was super invested in for about two years (this used to be a fandom blog lol). Basically, hyperfixation led me to rapidly improve my Chinese; I started translating a few behind-the-scenes videos for fandom friends. In order to keep up with Chinese fans and gain access to more material about the show, I started venturing onto Chinese sites such as weibo, bilibili, and eventually, douyin, which I downloaded around October of 2020 (so this was 6 months into my increased interest into Chinese things). At first, I translated a couple of douyins to share with fandom friends as I had done with behind-the-scenes materials, but for whatever reason I felt like some of the videos I wanted to translate would just be annoying to spam into the chat... I couldn't figure out a way to connect them to the blorbos, but I still wanted to translate them, so I started posting them here on tumblr. That's how my douyin translations started out. This was the height of covid-19 related sinophobia, too, so at some point I started realising how important it was to continue translating douyins, and that motivated me to continue even beyond it just being a fun thing to do. On that topic, it was through this blog that I realised how poorly understood China and Chinese people are, specifically on this site. I feel like that has changed a lot, or maybe that's just a comment on insular online spaces, but I have to think not; since I started translating douyins, I've seen a noticeable decrease in sinophobic comments and messages (not that I don't still get them, but it's lessened), and I think that's also thanks in great part to other blogs on here that were posting/have started to post more content from China to help increase exposure to tumblr users.

Improving

In any case, in the beginning, I did a lot of translations mostly by ear rather than reading captions because my Chinese reading wasn't that good.

It's kind of slowly improved with time and repetitive reading, and over the last three years now, I've also gone through periods of taking notes and actively seeking out some vocab lists or grammar explanations... but it usually comes in the process of trying to translate something. My motivations in "studying" (it's more like "figuring out") Chinese is largely based on the simple desire to know what people are talking about... what they're joking about... what they're ranting about and roasting. Related: I also started reading fanfics in Chinese about a year ago. Some fics have been easier to read than others, but some of the best ones I've read were also the ones that challenged me the most, and which I had to take a lot of notes on while reading. I'll admit! There have been times where I just took a fic and dumped that sucker in google translate and have it read the Chinese to me, so I could just listen to it like a podfic. But even so, I would take notes, because I think my improvements in Chinese are heavily connected to my Chinese literacy.

Reading douyin comments and forums on douban or comment sections on bilibili has been one of the main ways that I've picked up on common phrases and characters. I often write things down but I do so more as a muscle memory practice, because I have never really been the sort of person who reads back notes (this was also how I studied in school, iirc). Branching out and translating things that are written in formal or non-colloquial styles is also a way I challenge myself from time to time, and I do like to look up the etymology of Chinese characters from time to time because it helps me pick up patterns of semantics and phonetic hints when I'm reading (this makes it easier to guess what a character might mean or sound like, even if you've never seen it before). Overall, translation has been the great learning tool for me. I think maybe it comes down to learning styles? I have always learned better from trying to teach others, and I feel like translation works a similar muscle in the mind; translation is about figuring out ways to efficiently communicate a message, and in order to do so, you must be able to grasp the essence of what it is you're relaying.

All this said... And to try and return to your original ask after all my usual Wawa rambling... I actually don't think my Chinese is that good, lol. In fact, there's probably people who follow this blog who are studying Chinese in a more conventional and methodical manner whose Chinese is objectively much better than mine 🤷🏻‍♂️ I mean, if you crunch the numbers, I have really only be self-"studying" for three years. Three years of what is really just vibe-based learning. There's a lot of vocab I still don't know (I mean my English vocab is pretty limited too, sooo.... 😭), a lot of areas that I can still improve on, and am improving on, and try to improve on... when the mood strikes. Again, I am not a very disciplined self-study type.

Maybe this will give any other Chinese diaspora hope, though. I feel like it's never too late for us to start learning. There is probably a seed or language foundation within you already which will make it easier for you to start, and then after that, I think it sort of comes down to finding what interests you and will keep you motivated.

Most of the stuff I talk about on here when it comes to culture or folk art or what have you, I did not know even five years ago! I learned about it because I was interested to find out more. (That's another reason I have to laugh when I get some of the asks I do in my inbox... The stuff I don't answer is dumbfounding at times. You translate a couple of funny videos and people think you're some kind of Tripadvisor cultural ambassador guy! I swear...)

The "study" resources I use regularly are the following:

Pleco

Zh-En browser extension

Yellowbridge (usually to check brush stroke order, since I have Pleco)

Baidu etymology pages / Chinese etymology dictionaries such as hanziyuan

#text #answered ask #about me

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Luo Yunxi Appreciation Master Post: How can someone be so multi-talented?!

In case you did not already know, here are LYX's many talents. It's insane how many different things he can do at a near-professional level beyond acting!

1. Dance/Ballet

LYX graduated from the Shanghai Theatre Academy majoring in ballet with over 11 years of professional experience.

This is him doing 13+ pirouettes in a performance of Tchaikovsky Rhapsody (full video, he's on the right)

Interpret dance solo (燃烧的火苗) where he won the first gold ever for STA (video, news)

Swan Lake solo at the Taoli Cup Dance Competition in high school (video)

Modern dancing solo (黑白影画) at his graduation performance (video, he's the only guy in white)

He also taught at the Macao Conservatory for a year and danced in front of national leaders in Flying to the Moon (奔月) at the Macao 10th Handover Anniversary (video)

He's super flexible and has a strong core (despite being naturally thin)

In response to request from fans, he performed the Black Moonlight dance in a now viral video on Douyin.

2. Wuxia / Posture

LYX is known as one of the best actors working today for wire work - you can see him here doing 3 consecutive jumps 2-3 stories above ground (compilation videos 1, 2)

He does a lot of his own stunts and is often better (i.e. more graceful) than his stunt double, even though it's really risky and he's sustained some serious injuries from being dropped accidentally (And the Winner is Love: B roll video, actual scene, other BTS, other fight scenes)

He moves with elegance, not just in action sequences (Ashes of Love fight compilation 1, 2), but people have made video compilations of how he walks, kneels, works his sleeves and train

Of course, it's thanks to his dance foundation, but he also puts a lot of hard work into stunt training. Not something a lot of actors do because it eats up time to make more TV or go on variety shows (Ashes of Love stunt training, BTS)

3. Diving

He played a diver once in Flip in Summer (夏日心跳) and actually learned to dive... I mean he's no Tom Daley but this looks pretty good for an amateur... (full video)

4. Voice Acting

He’s always dubbed himself since circa 2018 (with the exception of And the Winner is Love due to Covid logistics issues), which is not the norm in Chinese drama (Ashes of Love dubbing BTS). In fact, he is sometimes the only person in the cast to use his original voice (e.g. in Princess Silver)

He also lends his voice to animations - he was the voice of Viktor in Arcane (BTS video), which received positive feedback (most people didn't realize he was not a professional voice actor)

He appears as a judge and live dubbing performer in Voice Monster alongside the top voice actors in China, Bian Jiang (aka voice of Yehua in Eternal Love, Nan Wangj in the Untamed) and Zhang Jie (aka voice of Donghua in Eternal Love, Sifeng in Love & Redemption). He has so much respect to those working behind the scenes, and it really shows (full video)

5. Singing

Some of you may know that he started out in a boy band called JL with Fu Longfei - these videos didn't age well, but here you go: JL (MV), 我们 (MV)

He has released a number of solo singles, including 缘起 (MV), 星星之火 (live), 不是我 (MV), 等风停 (MV). and 勇 (soundtrack), which he composed and wrote the lyrics himself (these are all mando-pop ballads if that's your jam)

He performed Big Fish 大鱼 at Tmall's 11/11 Festival (live video) - while his rendition is not as powerful as the original, he can hit really high notes with an impressive falsetto - I think it goes up to G5 (one octave above middle C)

He performed Pipa Xing (琵琶行) at the Douyin Festival (live video) - the notable part is his Peking Opera style singing at the end

He occasionally releases covers of songs on Chinese karaoke app Changba or Douyin: 要不然我们就这样一万年 (youtube), 黑月光 (youtube), 不染 (youtube), 山水又一程 (youtube)

He can also sing in other languages, including 喜欢你 in Cantonese (recording) - it's actually a very good cover and his Cantonese pronunciation is >95% accurate - there are parts where you can't tell he's not a native speaker.

6. Musical Instruments

He's an accomplished classically-trained pianist, which you can see in...

JL MV (video, starting around 3:30 mark) - don't mind the makeup, it's from ages ago

Mr Mossie season 2 (video)

Love is Sweet (BTS video) - impromptu jazz, he was deciding which song to play

Fan thank you recording (video)

He also plays the guitar, though probably at an amateur level

7. Music Gaming

During college he was obsessed with this music game called O2Jam (劲乐团) to the point where he created new tracks (i.e. arrange/compose the music) for the company under the username Dinoroy (explained by himself here, videos of him playing).

He became well-known within the fan community as the legendary D神 (D God). There are a lot of funny comments from old players saying that they thought D God is a bitter middle-aged recluse trying to screw them over with difficult tracks (read comments here).

D God was so prolific and reliable that gaming company accepted his submissions without review. Here are some of his best tracks - game arrangement only (Lydia, Croatian Rhapsody, Digital Emotions), music & game arrangement (黑暗魅影), original composition (光之乐章)

8. League of Legends

He's an LOL super fan, commentator, and player since season 2, went to see worlds in person twice, and was a cast member in a gaming show called Beyond It! Hero (episodes here)

He played the 2018 All-Star Event in Las Vegas teaming with reigning world champion Rookie and delivered the final blow that beat the other team 2:1 (video)

He got a quadra kill at a celebrity mobile game even though his team was crap (video clip)

He co-invested 1M RMB in a team led by Misaya 若风 - you can see them playing together in a live broadcast of the mobile game (video)

Update: Our longtime fan boy has become spokesperson of League of Legends and official commentator at the Asian Games 2023 in Hangzhou! The love is reciprocated!

9. Calligraphy/Drawing/Culture

LYX is known for his Chinese handwriting (he practices regularly) - there's even a font based on his handwriting called 汉仪罗云熙体 (download here)

He does all his own handwriting for marketing materials (e.g. Immortality below) and doesn't need a hand double for scenes where his character is practicing ancient Chinese calligraphy

He's also got amazing drawing skills - check out the Queen of the Night 昙花 he drew as Runyu while waiting around on set in between takes (video)

While he doesn't go on a lot of variety shows, he's often a guest on cultural programs, like the beauty of Chinese Calligraphy 书法之美 (video), Chinese Fans in 指尖上的非遗 (video)

His self-produced Mr. Mossie covers a lot of cultural topics (seasons 1, 2, 3), the segment on Hanfu was featured in the UNESCO Chinese Language Video Festival (video)

10. Photography

Luo Yunxi is often seen taking photos on set with his top-of-the-line Leica camera. Here are some of the photos he has shared:

#luo yunxi #cdrama #till the end of the moon #chang yue jin ming #chinese drama #c ent #ashes of love #2ha #immortality

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korpikorppi · 2 years

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It so happened that some time ago I bought some plain wood slats, thinking to use them for plant name tags in my garden. Sorting them, I became distracted by the sound they made, clacking together, because the sound reminded me of the very cool bamboo slat scroll books and this scene:

Being a huge book nerd, I got possessed by an idea: I want to try making myself one! Now, a couple of weeks, some thinking, lots of sandpapering, writing Chinese (badly), sketching and plenty of cursing later... Well, here it is.

The lyrics of Wuji, written vertically from right to left in what I think is called the small or lesser seal script. I love that script, but damn: if you want to remember what it was like learning to write as a kid, I warmly recommend this 😅. I am sure Lan Qiren would have my hide if he ever saw this. Also, I posted the original sketches for Wangxian earlier (here), as I was not sure if I could pull the drawings off... and well, let's just say I do not wish to start painting on wood slats again any time soon 😛.

Edit. If you're interested in the sound, there's a sequel post with a short video.

#so now i've got this out of my system it's back to normal (a costume post next I think!)#although another writing project would be ok... the gusu lan rules 🤔😅#wuji lyrics #wangxian #theuntameddaily #the untamed #cql #cql fan craft #cql fanart #cql madness #mine

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bitter-bats-cult-of-the-moon · 8 months

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Moving Meditation Motivations Discovering the Right Focus Technique

There are some people who can sit through meditation while other individuals simply cannot. During a passive meditation they find themselves fidgeting and unable to focus. This leads to further frustrations, and an unwillingness to try any sort of meditation again.

The advice most people hear is to try again or that they were not doing it right. Well, guess what? There are other ways to possibly reach a meditative state of mind when your body is in motion. Moving meditation, if done accurately can give a person the same benefits as passive meditation where one sits.

How to Choose Your Activity

It should be something that engages you and holds your focus for an extended period roughly anywhere from 15 to 30 minutes a day. To gain a better meditative state one must do something that is continuous, fluid, methodical, and repetitive so that the movements become more automatic in time.

For example, a walk in the park at a steady pace putting your attention on your breath, and taking in the sights that surround you such as:

how the sun feels on your skin

the clouds overhead

if there is a wind breeze

examining the trees and their own leaves

It's all about the state of mind you're able to achieve being one of mindfulness, of living in the moment, of relaxed awareness.

Other Suggestions

Walk a Labyrinth: One walks clockwise in a circle or in a particular pattern towards the center of a destination point. It should not be like a maze where you find yourself frustrated towards the end, but choosing a pattern that fits you and your needs.

Qigong: This is a 5,000-year-old Chinese health exercise technique. Its goal is to synchronize the breath with the mind's intentions. One moves with flow and grace as they further learn this skill. A regular practice can lower your blood pressure and boost your immunity, flexibility, and circulation.

Example:

1. Relax your body, imagining that your feet are sinking deep into the earth. Your hands are in front of your lower belly, palms facing each other, forming a ball of energy.

2. Inhale. Open your arms to the sides as if to expand the ball, while raising your arms, to shoulder height.

3. At shoulder level, turn the thumbs back and the palms up and exhale, releasing any tension from your body as you drop and relax your shoulders, elbows, and hands.

4. Inhale, as you raise your arms up over your head.

5. Palms facing down, deeply exhale as you lower them, “showering” the body with cleansing, revitalizing energy. Repeat three times.

Yoga Exercises: There are several different methods of yoga, some having religious dogma attached while others focus primarily on the exercises themselves. Everyone has different preferences, but if you are looking to simply relax and reach a meditative state then I suggest trying out the exercises themselves. This is a practice to connect the body and mind into one.

Tai Chi: Short for Tai ji quan, or T'ai chi ch'üan, is an internal Chinese martial art practiced for both its defense training, its health benefits and meditation. The term Taiji refers to a philosophy of the forces of yin and yang.

Karate Katas: A practice of detailed patterns of movements either solo or in pairs. Karate kata are executed as a specified series of a variety of moves, with stepping and turning, while attempting to maintain perfect form.

Art: painting, drawing, etc.

Crafts: knitting, crocheting, paper folding, weaving, anything rhythmic.

Exercise: stationary bike, weightlifting, elliptical machine, step climbing, sports, etc.

Playing a game that has a repeating theme and is not too difficult that one can get into.

Music: focusing on the song's rhythm, beats, and possibly lyrics. Pick something that reached out to you as an individual.