Gao Ge's guitar, Xu Hongfei's harmonica.

The melodious prelude sounded, making everyone forget the shocking song title they heard from Gao Ge's mouth to kill the Shijiazhuang man.

Gao Ge's gentle voice made everyone forget the name of the song and quietly listened to the story he told.

I got off work at 6 p.m. and changed out of my clothes in the pharmaceutical factory

My wife was boiling porridge and I went to drink some beer

He lived like this for 30 years until the building collapsed

O darkness deep in the clouds, the landscape that floods the bottom of my heart......

Singing on stage, many local fans in Shijiazhuang were stunned after hearing the lyrics of this paragraph.

No one in the audience is a music critic, they are just ordinary fans, but they all hear a different taste from the singing.

Gao Ge sings to everyone and sings the stories of many locals.

Zhan Xiangwen was the one who was silent after only hearing a sentence, although his eyes looked at the stage, his memory didn't know where to fly.

Because his mother worked in CSPC, a state-owned enterprise in that era was a good job, leaving work on time at six o'clock every day.

One of his favorite things to do as a child at that time was to stay at the door of his house and wait for the familiar permanent bicycle bell to ring, which indicates that his mother is back from work, and on the way back, she will always bring some snacks to young Zhan Xiangwen or something.

Shi Yan's father, who went to work, came home and put his fried peanuts and rice and sprinkled them with salt, and with this little appetizer, whether it was beer or liquor, Father Zhan could always have a drink.

This is not the end, after returning home, Father Zhan's favorite thing is to tease him, dip some white wine on the chopsticks and lie to him that it is sweet, this is all done by Father Zhan.

As sung in the song, he lived for 30 years until the building collapsed.

The iron rice bowl is no longer an iron rice bowl, and the career that once adhered to the cause was crushed by reality, and then they were at a loss.

It was a time of confusion for everyone, a very cruel fact, and an inescapable past.

When people lose their original stable life and look forward to a better life, what awaits them is an era of materialism, an era of money supremacy.

That time left a deep memory in the heart of the young Zhan Xiangwen, and in the eyes of neighbors and friends, his parents, who had always been affectionate, quarreled for the first time because of a trivial matter.

At the octagonal counter, the crazy people's mall

With a counterfeit banknote, buy a fake gun

Defend her life until the edifice collapses

The night covered the North China Plain, and sorrow soaked her face......

Gao Ge's lyrics are still familiar to Shijiazhuang locals, and he uses his singing voice to tell such a past story, and tells the joys and sorrows of a family in a calm tone.

These two lyrics were handled with extreme restraint and patience, so that many people at the scene thought that this was a ballad, and sang a story about Shijiazhuang with the unique soothing of folk songs.

As the night covered the North China Plain, sadness soaked her face After singing, the singing on the stage moved, and he had an extra trumpet in his hand.

The high-pitched tone of the trumpet and the uplifting passage of the door suddenly stunned the audience.

The trumpet was followed by a dense drum beat, and just after the drum beat came in, the electric guitar echoed the trumpet.

Putting down the trumpet, the high song of the cameo multiple roles returned to the singer who sang softly, but this high song did not come down directly on this mood, and the melody was still the same as the first two paragraphs, but the octave was raised.

Live in experience until the edifice collapses

Different from the gentleness of the first two paragraphs, this voice is sung in a high pitch in the experience, like a gunshot under the black night sky, until the song reaches 10,000 loose horses, running in his head, and the sharp sound of the guitar scurring strings seems to lead thousands of horses to roar and gallop.

In the shaving of the guitar, the trumpet sound that made everyone at the scene goosebumps sounded again.

Guitars, trumpets, drums, etc., all the instruments seem to explode in everyone's minds in an instant, but they are not chaotic at all, and the melody that is deliberately diluted, Gao Ge chooses to use rhythm and texture to promote the emotions that the whole song wants to express.

From the repetition to the impromptu solo, to the noise, the fans in the audience didn't want to talk for a long time, and at this time they just wanted to pogo.

That's what rock 'n' roll!

Starting with one person, gradually the people around me kept up with the rhythm of the previous person, and then the whole audience......

The trumpets in the high singers are also becoming more and more excited, but a trumpet has the magic power that seems to be able to lift off the whole human inspiration.

The rousing sound of the trumpet wakes up every drowsy brain.

Dry, noisy, jumping, jumping!

The loud and radiant sound beckons and guides the listener.

This is the home of rock and roll!

He lived like this for 30 years until the building collapsed

Ten thousand loose horses ran in his mind

He lived like this for 30 years until the building collapsed

The darkness in the depths of the clouds drows the landscape in my heart......

A song is like a big hand caressing the context of the times, skillfully describing that era and group, and even many young people who have not experienced that era are deeply attracted by this song, and then indulge in it.

With the guitar of the singing impromptu solo, the song came to an abrupt end, leaving everyone with endless reverie and aftertaste.

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!"

The fans in Shijiazhuang were silent for a long time, and for a while they couldn't seem to think of a word to describe the few of them, and the vulgar words seemed to be more able to express their inner excitement at the moment.

For a while, there were all kinds of voices in the audience, including Mandarin and dialects, and Gao Ge was also enjoying the praise of the fans, which was the best praise for the musicians.

Zhan Xiangwen didn't join in, he just was silent for a long time, and looked at Gao Ge on the stage again, with only endless admiration in his heart.

As a native of Shijiazhuang, he once wrote a song about this land that was not as good as this song.

is obviously not a song from Shijiazhuang, but he conquered all the Shijiazhuang people in the audience with this song!

The Shijiazhuang in the song is their Shijiazhuang.

There is haze, gray sky, and the winding Hutuo River, which belongs to Shijiazhuang people.

Born in Si, raised in Si,

Pain, joy,

Darkness is in Si, light is in Si......

Just like the title of this song, kill that Shijiazhuang man, and finally die in this land and be buried in this land!

"Dad, are you crying?"

The little guy sitting on his shoulder noticed Zhan Xiangwen's abnormality with sharp eyes, and pointed it out as soon as he opened his mouth.

"No, you're wrong!" Zhan Xiangwen wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand and explained to his son, "You are too heavy, the sweat on Dad's forehead just now is flowing to his eyes......"