这个评论令人叹为观止：这个人叫马克，妻子是一位舞者，但是妻子突然离世，马克有点精神失常，从此就经常在大街上跳舞，以此怀念自己的挚爱。没有二胡拉不哭的人，没有唢呐送不走的魂，睡醒了上班，睡不醒就上路，烟养人，酒养魂，不到天亮，不回魂，烟回命，酒回魂，烟酒齐到，夜销魂，纸敬鬼，香敬神，唢呐一响，断人魂！不品人间酒，不知其中醉；不陷世间情，不知其中累；不经沧桑苦，不知其中味；爱过知情重，醉过知酒浓。写歌的人用了脑，唱歌的人用了心,听歌的人用了情，有故事的人流了泪。不怕音乐太好听，就怕歌词入了心 ，愿你们只听曲中意，不做曲中人。 This comment is astonishing: There is a man named Mark whose wife was a dancer. After his wife's sudden death, Mark became somewhat mentally deranged and has since often danced on the streets to remember his beloved. - There is no one who cannot be moved to tears by the erhu, no soul that cannot be sent off by the suona. - We go to work when we wake up; if we can't wake up, we set off on the final journey. - Cigarettes soothe the body, alcohol calms the soul—until dawn, the soul does not return. - Cigarettes revive life, alcohol restores the soul; together, they bewitch the night. - Paper is for honoring ghosts, incense for worshiping gods; when the suona plays, it severs human ties. - Without tasting the world's wine, one cannot know its intoxication; without falling into worldly love, one cannot know its burdens. - Without suffering through vicissitudes, one cannot know life's flavors; only after loving do we understand its weight, only after getting drunk do we know wine's strength. - The songwriter uses their mind, the singer uses their heart, the listener uses their emotions—and those with stories shed tears. - Fear not that the music is too beautiful, but that the lyrics strike a chord in your heart. - May you only grasp the song's meaning, never becoming the story within it.