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Frosh Week Romance
A Long Yi Production, 2026 · Canada

Original Work: Long Yi Music
Novelty: Use of AI technique to produce video portion
Originality: Apply Rock Mountain Folk singing style and music to this song
Industrial applicability: Incorporate original music, lyrics and video design to create a motion based video effect in Canadian music work.

After extensive research and development, this song found its true home — not in cinematic pop ballad, not in piano-driven drama — but in an upbeat Rocky Mountain folk style.

Acoustic guitar. Mandolin. Open-air harmonies.
A duet that feels like sunlight on lake water.

The Rocky Mountain folk sound carries something essential to this story:
the purity and innocence of youth — that 17 to 21-year-old university season where emotions are unfiltered, laughter is effortless, and love begins without strategy.

Set during Frosh Week at a mountain lakeside resort, the story begins outside Bungalow #13. A freshman boy spots something unsettling in the dark — a place marked by past tragedy. He calls out to his sophomore leader. She runs into his arms.

Fear becomes closeness.
Closeness becomes laughter.
Laughter becomes something neither of them planned.

They move to another bungalow.
They walk the ridge barefoot.
They row across blue water under open sky.
They promise nothing — yet feel everything.

The upbeat folk arrangement reflects real life storytelling:

Honest
Grounded
Youthful
Free of over-dramatization

This is not fantasy romance.
This is the kind that happens between orientation games, lake docks, and mountain wind.

Because sometimes love doesn’t need a grand orchestra.
It needs mandolin strings, fresh air, and two young voices discovering harmony for the first time.

“Frosh week wind and mountain air —
funny how love found us there.”

Welcome to another chapter in the A Long Yi Production narrative universe — where memory, youth, and music meet in their most natural form.

Lyrics

Mmm, mmm, mmm...

Night was quiet, air stood still, (M)
something drifted down the hill. (M)
Freshman heart and nervous grin, (F)
Didn’t know the storm I’m in. (M)

Ooh, ooh...

Down by the lake where the darkness lies, (M)
I saw that fear flash in your eyes. (F)
You called my name through silver air, (M)
next thing i knew—you were right there. (M)

Mmm-mmm...

You fell into my arms so fast, (M)
like thunder rolling through the past. (M)
One small spark, one racing breath, (M)
scared of ghosts… Or something else? (M)

Ooh, ooh...

Time stood still in the lantern shine, (M)
river murmur running slow. (M)
“hold me close, don’t let me fall,” (M)
soft as summer after all. (M)

Mmm...

Frosh week hearts just learning how (M)
to turn a fright into a vow. (M)
Next day sun on honeymoon bridge, (M)
laughing barefoot on the ridge. (M)

Ooh-ooh...

Rowboat cutting through the blue, (F)
no more ghosts, just me and you. (F)
You said, “keep last night locked away,” (F)
like secrets only lakes can say. (F)

Mmm-mmm...

Then orange sunlight on your smile, (M)
juice on my cheek stayed a while. (M)
You laughed so hard the moment broke, (M)
bright light in every joke. (M)

Ooh...

No more darkness left to fight, (M)
just two sparks in mountain light. (M)
Time stood still in open sky, (M)
clouds drifting slow and high. (M)

“Hold me close, don’t let me go,” (M)
hearts moving steady, slow. (M)
Frosh week turned to something real, (D)
more than either dared to feel. (D)

Ooh, ooh...

Time stands still when you’re near, (D)
every laugh rings crystal clear. (D)
From one small fright that summer night, (D)
we found a different kind of light. (D)

Frosh week wind and mountain air— (D)
funny how love found us there. (D)
Frosh week wind and mountain air— (D)
funny how love found us there. ( (M)

Mmm, mmm, ooh...

A Long Yi Production, 2026, Canada