Hua Chenyu - Illusion & Reality REACTION

My first reaction in the new apartment! This reaction was a request from MoonBaby. I especially enjoyed reading the English translation of the lyrics for the first time for this song. I learned after I recorded about all the connections Hua has to flowers in both his music and his personal life. Let me know what y'all thought in the comment section below. Don't forget to like, share and subscribe!

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Disclaimer: I do not claim to own any of the artist's original music or video performance content. I'm including the source translation below, and here is the link to the video:    • [ENG/JPN/FR SUB] Official《Illusion an...  

Source: Hua Chenyu English Subs

As a naive child who hates the ebbs and flows of tides
I pray for the moon to disappear
Tossing and turning incessantly till I'm weightless
The mattress crumbles into a black hole
Look at the endless space, how charming it is
In a spacetime of self-disguise
Exposing oneself is more respectful
Yet the world continues undisturbed
Putting on cakey makeup is ingrained
There may be more than one person
Who are so "noble" that they use abject disguises
Then they easily accept the crowd's salvation fantasies
Growing wildly in a gorgeous dreamland
Yet in times of sleeplessness
It only leaves an empty hole in my chest
Dreams will wilt because night will eventually end
After waking up, I indulge in the decay
Every day, a side of me varnishes
Reminding me of those purifications, those few greetings, and that tenderness that were not pretended
Look here, the flowers are blooming
The greenery will never wilt
I might as well give you a flew flowers to cover up the ugliness
Never has there been a wild land which is comparable to this paradise
Where any muddy and frightened beasts could ever exist
How many people were born with pure goodness
and hearts that were never stained by darkness
Then they can become radiant and genuine singers
Even if nobody can clearly see that splendid stamen
Yet they shall still loudly sing praises to that bright red rose
The dream has not wilted even if the night will end
Once awake, enjoy everything wholeheartedly
That guard was let down at some point in time
Yet, those purifications, those few greetings, and that tenderness still remained
Which redeemed a certain side of me