Відео

Thank you and merci ….

THE POTATO HARVEST Charles Roberts. A high bare field, brown from the plough, and borne Aslant from sunset; amber wastes of sky Washing the ridge; a clamour of crows that fly In from the wide flats where the spent tides mourn To yon their rocking roosts in pines wind-torn; A line of grey snake-fence, that zigzags by A pond, and cattle; from the homestead nigh The long deep summonings of the supper horn. Black on the ridge, against that lonely flush, A cart, and stoop-necked oxen; ranged beside Some barrels; and the day-worn harvest-folk, Here emptying their baskets, jar the hush With hollow thunders. Down the dusk hillside Lumbers the wain; and day fades out like smoke.

In Apple Time. Bliss Carman. The apple harvest days are here, The boding apple harvest days, And down the flaming valley ways, The foresters of time draw near. Through leagues of bloom I went with Spring, To call you on the slopes of morn, Where in imperious song is borne The wild heart of the goldenwing. I roamed through alien summer lands, I sought your beauty near and far; To-day, where russet shadows are, I hold your face between my hands. On runnels dark by slopes of fern, The hazy Autumn sleeps in sun. Remembrance and desire, undone, From old regret to dreams return. The apple harvest time is here, The tender apple harvest time; A sheltering calm, unknown at prime, Settles upon the brooding year.

THANKSGIVING. Ethelwyn Wetherald. There is something in thanksgiving That is better than the best Of the things upon the table or the Most successful jest, Or the smell of lemon, nutmeg, Summer savory and cloves, Or the sound of fires a-crackling In the newly lighted stoves. ’Tis the soul of good companionship and hospitality When Grandpa leads the people out and says so beamingly, “All of you take cheers Jest anywheers, Set by and lay to!” It isn’t perfect grammar or cultivated charm That puts that look in Grandma’s eyes when she accepts his arm. There’s something sad and long-ago-ish, yet so sweet, so sweet! The children and grand-children follow them with happy feet. Then all of us are standing while Grandpa’s saying grace, And then he calls, “Come Polly, Bessie, Dick, up here’s a place. All of you take cheers jest anywheers, Set by and lay to!” 感恩節有一件事 比最好的還要好 勝過佳餚美酒， 勝過幽默笑話， 或是檸檬、肉荳蔻的味道， 夏天的美味和丁香， 或是劈啪作響的火聲 在剛剛燃點的爐子裡。 這是好夥伴和好客的靈魂 當爺爺領著眾人出去，滿面笑容地說： 「大家歡呼吧 隨處開玩笑， 坐下來，開動吧！」 這並不是完美的語法或修養的魅力 讓外婆在接受他的手臂時眼中流露這種神采。 那是一種悲傷而又久遠的感覺，卻又如此甜蜜，如此甜蜜！ 孩子和孫子高興地跟在他們後面。 然後我們都站起來，聽爺爺祝禱， 然後他喊道：「波莉、貝蒂、迪克，這裡有地方。 大家隨處歡呼開玩笑吧， 坐下來，開動吧！」

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很有深度的影片🧚🏻‍♀️

好美的歌 謝謝您的分享 像是感受一股清澈溪流 為心靈洗淨與更新

Love it!

Excellent Creation indeed. Thank you

💚🎉😇您的頻道出現 就像極光

化身飛魚 飛翔在音樂海😊 🥳🩵

THE CANARY. Albert Durrant Watson. I sing to the sunbeams that glance And dance in their music of mirth; I warble thanksgiving; I'm living In praise of the beauty of earth,- Of shadows in sunshine that glisten On apple blossoms in May; Of amethyst mountains that listen Against their blue backgrounds of day; Of fragrance of woods And the hush of their whispering deeps, Of the stream that flashes in light, Then settles to stillness and sleeps In the shadowy caverns of night. Deem not this prison my home; I roam where the crested wave Sinks into the bowl of the billow, The pillow of moonbeams. The Cave Of the Winds I know, And far to the summer seas I go. On viewless wings of memory gliding, I sail, a glad new comer, Where shy young flowers In dark leaves hiding, Blush deeply, in love with the summer. I drift o’er the sea to its musical shores; I mingle with zephyrs that fan the Azores. The sunlight up yonder With pencils of wonder Is painting the forest- Its beauty is mine; I claim all the grace Of the palm and the pine. In the orchard I sing, In the heavens I soar, The sky is my ceiling, The meadow my floor. You toil and you drudge And grumble all day; I’d scorn to exist In your pitiful way: A slave to suspicion, To cares and to me, While mine is the joy of the world- I am free! 我對着那一瞥的陽光歌唱 在他們歡樂的音樂中跳舞； 我高唱感恩，我活在其中 讚美大地的無盡美景，- 陽光中閃爍的影子 映照五月的蘋果花； 紫水晶的山脈傾聽 在白日的蔚藍背景； 充滿了樹林的芬芳， 和深谷低語的寂靜 在流光溢彩的溪流， 然後歸於平靜入睡 在夜色朦朧的洞裡。 不認為牢籠是我家； 我在波浪端上漫遊， 沉入巨浪的深渦中， 月光作枕頭，那洞穴 是我所熟悉的清風， 遨遊遠方夏日海洋。 記憶的無形之翼滑翔， 我航行，快樂的新來者， 那處害羞的年輕花朵 隱藏在黑暗的樹葉中， 臉紅得很，愛上了夏天。 我漂過大海到音樂般的海岸， 與吹拂群島的微風融為一體。 那高處的陽光 用奇妙的畫筆 在繪畫着森林- 它的美麗是我的； 我擁有全部優雅 棕櫚樹和松樹的。 我在果園裡歌唱， 我在天空中翱翔， 天空是我的天花， 草地是我的地板。 你日復一日勞作 整天在怨天尤人； 我鄙視這種存在 以你可憐的方式： 成為懷疑的奴隸， 為了憂慮，為了我， 而我擁有世間的歡樂- 我是自由的！

今日も一日、頑張ってくださいね！ 太陽のように元気いっぱいで、幸せな一日を迎えられますように。あなたの努力が報われる日となりますように。

A HARVEST SONG. Isabella Valancy Crawford. The noon was as a crystal bowl The red wine mantled through; Around it like a Viking’s beard The red-gold hazes blew, As tho’ he quaffed the ruddy draught While swift his galley flew. This mighty Viking was the Night; He sailed about the earth, And called the merry harvest-time To sing him songs of mirth; And all on earth or in the sea To melody gave birth. The valleys of the earth were full To rocky lip and brim With golden grain that shone and sang When woods were still and dim, A little song from sheaf to sheaf- Sweet Plenty's cradle-hymn. O gallant were the high tree-tops, And gay the strain they sang! And cheerfully the moon-lit hills Their echo-music rang! And what so proud and what so loud As was the ocean’s clang! But O the little humming song That sang among the sheaves! ’Twas grander than the airy march ’That rattled thro’ the leaves, And prouder, louder, than the deep, Bold clanging of the waves: “The lives of men, the lives of men With every sheaf are bound! We are the blessing which annuls The curse upon the ground! And he who reaps the Golden Grain The Golden Love hath found.” 正午如水晶碗 紅酒蓋滿其中； 周圍如維京人鬍鬚， 紅金色的霧氣吹過， 彷彿他正在豪飲紅酒， 而他的快船正在疾駛。 強大的維京人是黑夜； 他在大地上航行， 號召愉快的收穫季節 為他歌唱歡樂曲； 而地上和海中的萬物 都為旋律而誕生。 大地的山谷填滿了， 直到岩石的邊和緣， 金色穀物閃燿歌唱， 當森林靜謐而昏暗， 一捆又一捆的小曲- 豐足的搖籃讚美詩。 哦，高聳的樹梢真英勇， 他們唱着快樂的旋律！ 月照下的山巒喜悅地， 響起他們的迴聲音樂！ 什麼比這更自豪響亮， 就如同大海的鏗鏘聲！ 但哦，那首哼唱的小曲 在穀穗間低聲地唱着！ 比快的進行曲更宏偉 它在樹葉中嘎嘎作響， 比深海更自毫，更響亮 波浪的撞擊叮噹作響： “人的命啊，人的生命， 與每捆穀穗緊緊相連！ 我們是祝福，來消除 散落在大地上的詛咒！ 那收穫金色穀物的人， 便已找到了黃金的愛。”

big thanks for sharing those soothing musics that comfort the heart ❤

So far my favorite 😘

この美しい一日が、皆さんにとっても幸運な日になりますように。 自然の美しさと共に、心も穏やかでいられますように。素敵な一日を過ごしてください！

今日という日は、二度と訪れない貴重な時間です。 どうか一瞬一瞬を大切にし、楽しい思い出をたくさん作ってくださいね。良い一日を！

真的很溫暖、很好聽， 很適合在秋天有著溫暖的陽光裏，聽著音樂，帶著狗狗在樹林間一起散步； 我把這音樂收藏在我的“音樂收藏匣”裏了， 感謝❤❤

無意間點開你的音樂～好舒服～現在都習慣一邊工作一邊聽～～謝謝你的創作❤❤。另外想請問能否使用你的音樂做影片背景音樂呢？現在聽別人的音樂都沒有你的舒服好聽😅

非常謝謝您的分享，真的好用心製作的音樂，感謝您🙏

无论谁在读这篇文章..你被爱你很重要你会成功......不要想太多深呼吸并睡觉😘

音樂很好聽，旋律很特別，聽起來真舒服！ 謝謝你

Unintentionally swiped this one and felt like a high energy collection of songs that greatly enhances work-study productivity🫰🏻

女声和音乐的配合真有特色。很开心发现这里。

I love it, good and easy to listen!!😍

Good job, I love thses songs you made.

太好听了

好舒服的音樂

請問一下，這個第一首歌曲，可以問一下歌名嗎??非常喜歡，但我上網搜不到~~謝謝您!!也感謝你的分享這個好聽的音樂~~~聽著心情都跟著變好了!!

Thanks for your sharing ❤

Lovely, touch my heart🤟

BURNT LANDS. CHARLES G. D. ROBERTS. On other fields and other scenes the morn Laughs from her blue, but not such scenes are these, Where comes no summer cheer of leaves and bees, And no shade mitigates the day’s white scorn. These serious acres vast no groves adorn; But giant trunks, bleak shapes that once were trees, Tower naked, unassuaged of rain or breeze, Their stern grey isolation grimly borne. The months roll over them, and mark no change; But when spring stirs, or autumn stills, the years, Surely some phantom leafage rustles faint Thro' their parched dreams, some old-time notes ring strange, When in his slender treble, far and clear, Reiterates the rain-bird his complaint. 清晨，別的田野和景色 她在藍天下歡笑，可這畫面並非如此， 沒有綠葉和蜜蜂的夏日喝彩， 也沒有樹蔭緩和白晝的嘲笑。 這大片糟糕的土地沒有叢林裝飾； 只有巨大的樹幹，曾是樹木的荒涼形象， 光禿禿地矗立，不沾風雨， 嚴峻地承受着灰色孤冷的隔離。 歲月流逝，毫無變化； 但春天甦醒，秋天止息，年復一年， 必有幽靈般的樹葉微微沙沙作響 在他們乾枯的夢裏，古老的音符響起奇怪的聲音， 用他纖細的高音，悠遠而清晰地， 雨鳥一再抱怨。

THE RAIN IT FALLS. ALEXANDER McLACHLAN. The rain it falls, and the wind it blows, And the restless ocean ebbs and flows, But the why and the wherefore no one knows. The races come and the races go, But alas ! alas! what do they know? They but repeat the old tale of woe. The years they come and they hurry on, Ah, just as they did in the days agone! And bear us back to the vast unknown. We can’t resist the decrees of Fate, And there’s nothing for us but to wait ’Till Death shall open or shut the gate. For the rain may fall, and the wind may blow, And the generations come and go, But the why and the wherefore none may know. 雨在落時 而風在起， 潮漲潮退 永無休止， 個中緣由 無人能知。 種族興衰 恆海沙數， 唉！嘆！他們懂什麼? 重複上演 古老悲歌。 光陰似箭 歲月如梭， 物換星移 周而復始， 帶我們回 莫名之地。 命運安排 無可抗拒， 除了等待 別無它法， 直到死神 開關閘門。 風吹雨打 變幻無窮， 世代更迭 逝者如斯， 原因何在 誰也不知。

Shared with friends, really loved your choices of songs, they are calm, relaxing, and easy my mind. 1 hour + preferred 🙂

很舒服的歌曲😊

好好聽哦，聲音很乾淨分部也很清楚，讓人會一直想聽下去，好好聽的！誰同感請擺擺手💗💗💗

早安很好听so Sweet 什么歌名，很好听。❤

Just discovered your channel n Loving your music❤!!! Very different very Chill n Relaxing!!!! THANKS

Have you uploaded it to Spotify as well? it would be great if I could find it there.

Excellent,, very well done. Thank you

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Wonderful music and melody

beauty lyrics

我每天都在家听 真的很好听！😊谢谢您的分享🎉

did u use sino ai music?

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真的很好聽

想請問1:13:47是哪首歌呢