Graduation｜毕业那天·彩纸星途｜民谣×大提琴 美术MV
Campus paths, rooms, journeys and ordinary moments can all begin a song. Take this route slowly: familiar life can shine differently through another voice and another set of images.
Watch this film →by @liwei · made with Suno
Graduation · English folk-pop edition
毕业那天 · 英语民谣版
2026-09-20 · 5:18
A résumé, midnight job listings and a cello give uncertainty after graduation a place to speak.
Watch the music film
Listen to the complete recording
0:005:18
One player, shared progress. Keep listening as you explore the site.Press play to hear this recording, then continue with related music. Pause whenever you wish.
The original Suno source remains available alongside the listening options here.
You can sing before you have an answer.
English folk-pop direction · female lead, fingerpicked guitar and cello
On graduation day, a pocket holds a résumé and worry. Posters welcoming AI, applications sinking into an inbox and an unseen rival surround a narrator unwilling to surrender the dream. There is no easy answer to the age, only room for fatigue, questions and the wish to move forward.
The published folk-pop direction pairs fingerpicked guitar with featured cello, minor-key restraint, a steady pulse and a close clear female lead. Instrumental passages can leave space around crowded words. The employment struggle belongs to the lyric, not an asserted author biography or a factual prediction about AI.
Read the lyrics
[instrumental]
[Verse 1]
I was thin on graduation day
résumé and worry in my pocket
the poster said "embrace AI"
I stood at the edge with nowhere to walk
[Chorus]
I don't want to admit the dream has gone
don't want to believe there's no way out
large models flicker in every window
across the keyboard is an unseen rival
[instrumental]
[Verse 2]
Some rewrite the résumé, absurdly
some deliver food and don't turn back
scrolling jobs on Wi-Fi past midnight
one phrase, "AI-native", shuts hope behind the door
[Chorus]
I don't want to admit the dream has gone
don't want to believe there's no way out
the résumé sinks to the end of an inbox
across the keyboard is an unseen rival
[instrumental cello]
[Bridge]
Was I too slow, and the age left me behind
or does the world just never stop for me
we are pushed forward, nobody saves himself
only in dreams we find our tears and warmth
[Chorus]
I don't want to admit the dream has gone
no hatred spoken, no blame on the AI beast
if one day the model learns to look back
it will not care about one generation's loss
[Bridge]
Was I too slow, and the age left me behind
or does the world just never stop for me
we are pushed forward, nobody saves himself
only in dreams we find our tears and warmth
[Chorus]
I don't want to admit the dream has gone
no hatred spoken, no blame on the AI beast
if one day the model learns to look back
it will not care about one generation's loss
[instrumental]
Watch the music film