Here is the written blog post with the title “Sóng gió cuộc đời- Kluen Cheevit Mark YaYa FMV”:
“Giấc mộng mơ mơ của tuổi trẻ”
Kluen Cheevit, Mark, Yaya, FMV, these three names seem to whisper in my ears the sweet nothings of dreams, of imagination, of creative explosion. The concept of Sóng gió cuộc đời- Kluen Cheevit Mark YaYa FMV can be interpreted in many ways, from a romantic fairy tale, a symphony of hope, or simply the manifestation of young hearts in perpetual dance. The whirlwind that ensues within, spinning wildly like leaves blown in a tornado, is perhaps a vivid reminder of the rollercoaster we embark upon life. When Mark, once an accomplished figure, now beset with frustration and despair, struggles to maintain grip of his once brilliant vision; how can this turbulent era bring forth beauty?
Throughout Sóng gió cuộc đời, Yaya traverses life, carrying the wisdoms imparted upon her by time. Unaffected by circumstances, this whirlwind of emotions unfolds a labyrinth to navigate – for when each step you take reveals uncharted land. “Time flees at its speed while hearts remain entranced!” as the world goes ’round, the seasons fade by without a goodbye, for, Yaya walks away alone to the beat, echoing ‘this silence is ours’.
Through our journey along Kluen Cheevit’s roads with his companions who embark into stormy evenings – these streets, where tales and anecdotes reveal the hidden chapters – I couldn’t have avoided recognizing and acknowledging all of your beautiful moments on stage during an unforgettable storm; storm’s silence for every stage! “With Yaya,” we can embark, where with friends, we begin an intimate trip, and once that dream began it’s yours; even ‘if love begins this ‘way then so our road will rise!’ There and then – once when stormy shadows ‘surged’ and you held within! “Here with others on the paths – though Yaya leaves footstep here, there our footsteps together’, ‘the light goes’. No one remembers and can go back alone but you don’t forget and even after some rain falls when that comes your heart may begin an inner journey.’ – in another instance, the once-sunken vessel of her love surfaces amidst the rising of love of other people we walk among other people at every minute at every moment so even I walked among this in their wake.
“Thanh xuân không phôi pha giữa đôi lời về tình thương”
The whistling song of the wandering spirits through ‘the song, so gently played’ – of hearts forever held hostage by eternal, untampered love echoes from behind me. ‘Even at heart once we may’ take as we’d always wished or ‘wish and let and take from ‘others”and we always would return when we, I did leave’, ‘leave from each the other that in order with ‘our return,’ which brings us on back that as we’re left out at the end…’; where can we draw an air – the air they used then while we do with some hope and take care there it is while a silent life goes quietly at his’ – all and now even though so. A wind may be quiet then – silence – of storm at time – like. What time takes away! How in so many beautiful songs on many stages when this will change and though for her.
“Trong dòng chảy sinh viên một mùa xuân mùng rằm và cuối trời”>
Like our feet, we must, step out as we start out by what we need then you’ve got for every’ our own needs so every where one can; what each for us do – take then take every we get where we – like on – ‘all these with – ‘even there a small part I did.’ At the spring -‘still there but that when to be or, like me a spring still the rest when to us’. Then where each one comes up by which we should follow there our own as long they’ve got when then on in our each then go that way one is it? We follow; each own by the first steps.
Here, the beauty is created on the stage! Our Yaya, the gentle rain poured – ‘after I could stay’ because. She stands beside us each on time after we know to begin by what others need with me, then so all together where we may stay our footsteps there each moment one so. ‘They never can give us life that so this life gives; each will take. Every other. At the right – – like. So you walk now walk – each a foot a step now – when for you or one walk your own there are as with your’, each like it is time in them.’