Yang Yi was about to sing a new song, and everyone gathered around, and they also stopped the scattered topics just now, and the coffee shop, which was warmer than the north wind outside, quieted down.

It's as if it's a cold winter moon at the moment, the snow is covered outside, and the fireplace in the house is lit with firewood burning brightly, and everyone is comfortably gathered together to keep warm, just the warmth!

Yang Yi put down the erhu first and picked up the flute.

Seeing Yang Yi's two musical instruments, Yang Huan, Ding Xiang, and Guo Ziyi knew Yang Yi well, but they didn't have as much of Murphy's relatives and friends as surprised: "He still plays erhu?"

However, Murphy and Kim Yingming were not surprised, and Jin Yingming also developed a strong interest in it: with the accompaniment of relatively out-of-the-way instruments such as the flute and the erhu, the arrangement of this song must be very interesting.

Needless to say, Yang Yi raised the flute horizontally, gently put his two hands on the flute hole, and his mouth was facing the blow hole, just took a deep breath and played the prelude. (Note 1)

After two short pitch changes, followed by a long tail note, Yang Yi relied on his long breath to blow the melodious and tactful flute sound soft and warm, and the subsequent tone change was almost done in one go, with only one invisible ventilation in the middle.

But when the flute sounded, the sad timbre couldn't help but resonate, and the slightly trembling flute sound also made people's hearts tremble, although it was only the first time to hear it, but it made the people present can't help but get goosebumps.

It's so beautiful! No more, no less, just right, and the sound of the flute is faint, like a girl's outpouring, which makes people feel evocative.

Many people present who understand music, especially musicians like Murphy and Kim Young-myung, who are obsessed with music, couldn't help but close their eyes and feel the melody carefully.

Xi Xi snuggled between her mother's legs, she couldn't sit still, but she didn't run around anymore at the moment, but stayed where she was, holding her mother's thighs, and looked at her father who was playing in surprise.

She didn't care about being proud of her powerful father, and the little girl's big eyes seemed to project the shadow of the beautiful bamboo flute. It seems that she is also surprised: why can this thing blow such a beautiful sound?

This is the first time a little girl has heard the flute play!

After the two preludes, Yang Yi put down the flute, picked up the erhu, and sat on the chair on the side, although there was a pause, but this was originally an exchange performance between friends, and there was not so much to worry about.

I saw him pull the bow, the horsetail bow hair rubbed the silk strings of the erhu, and the rich and full music with continuous glissandos brought out a slightly sad melody, and Yang Yi also opened his mouth at the same time.

"True love is like a vast grassland, and the layers of wind and rain cannot block ......" (Note 2)

As if singing poetry, Yang Yi sang softly with a gentle smile on his face, but although his singing voice was not loud, every word carried his unique magnetism.

Yang Yi's singing style is not like Fei Yuyan, there is no unique delicacy that looks at the sky, but more like Huang Bo's singing, using the singing voice of some grassland singers and the manly spirit to interpret different tenderness.

"There will always be a sunrise when the clouds open, and the sun will shine on you and me. ”

If you say that the first lyrics still make everyone not quite understand the meaning of Yang Yi's expression, the second lyrics, everyone suddenly understands and understands!

What Yang Yi wants to express is not to praise the relief of Qianlichuan Tree at this time?

They have experienced depression and frustration, just like layers of airtight wind and rain, which makes people feel hopeless, but don't be afraid, because behind the darkness, there will be light!

They will eventually keep the clouds open and see the moon, and the clouds will always open the sunrise, and the joy of success, or victory, will shine like the sun on you and me!

"True love is like a plum blossom blooming, and cold ice and snow cannot be drowned. Just when the coldest branches bloom, I see spring coming to you and me......" Under the accompaniment of the erhu, Yang Yi continued to sing.

The true feelings here are no longer like the feelings for people in the original song, and they are no longer the true feelings between lovers. Instead, he used a common metaphor in ancient poetry -

In ancient poetry, it is often seen that there are poets who cannot directly express their political ambitions, but can only borrow other stories to express them indirectly.

For example, Wang Anshi's "Ascending Feilai Peak", "Flying to the mountain to the Qianxun Tower, I heard that the rooster crows and sees the sunrise." is not afraid of clouds to cover his eyes, and he is at the top by chance. "It is to use the story of mountaineering to express my determination and courage to change the law and not be afraid of treachery!

It's the same here, although the original "One Cut Plum" sings about love, the pursuit of free love, and the steadfastness of singing. But it is not impossible to express Yang Yi's feelings and praise for Qianlichuan at the moment for them to persist in their dreams and finally gain freedom.

Yang Yi's singing paused slightly, and the melody of the erhu seemed to have to slow down, as if an outbreak was brewing!

Yes, I just heard the melody rise again, and Yang Yi's firm and powerful singing voice also sounded here.

"The snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is bleak, and the world is vast. ”

Even if Murphy had already heard Yang Yi sing, he couldn't help but feel a little excited, as if it was winter in the north in front of him, with snowflakes all over the sky, and the sun and moon were nowhere to be seen, just a vast expanse!

"A cut of cold plums stands proudly in the snow, just for the fragrance of the Yiren. ”

In the same way, this lyric gives people a wonderful artistic conception, as if you can really see a plum blossom blooming in the snowy world!

Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan have been intoxicated by these lyrics, especially Miao Chuan, he is responsible for filling in the lyrics, and he also likes to write poems and lyrics, so he can understand that this "cold plum" is lyrical borrowing things, plum blossoms are the most cold-resistant, it blooms in the harsh climate of snow, isn't it like they have experienced the setback of failing in a lawsuit, and have experienced the pain of being hidden in the snow, but their dreams have not fallen and are still standing proudly?

Miao Chuan clenched his fists, looked excited, and looked at Yang Yi with admiration, he liked this song so much!

The lyrics are beautiful, and the melody is also beautiful!

"Love what I love, no complaints, no regrets, this love is ...... in my heart" In the end, Yang Yi sang the last paragraph for the second time, slowly ending the singing of this song.

The lyrics at the end also seem to be Yang Yi's message to Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan: "Love what I love, no regrets!"

Be brave enough to pursue your dreams!

After listening to this song, everyone's feelings may not be very deep, but when they smiled and praised Yang Yi for making a new style, when they looked back, they were surprised to find that Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan were already in tears.

"Thank you, Brother Yang, thank you for the encouragement this song gives us!" After being discovered, Lu Xiaoshu wiped his tears embarrassedly and smiled in a nasal voice, "It really evokes all kinds of grievances for more than a year, so I lost my temper." ”

"Okay, okay, it's all over!" Kim Yingming patted the shoulders of both of them and said comfortingly.

Jin Yingming also felt a lot, he also experienced the trough of life, a very deep trough, and he came out because he insisted on his dream. Of course, Jin Yingming was not as excited as Lu Xiaoshu and the others, because he was not young, and those touches were hidden in his heart.

"Again, let's continue to work hard for our dreams! Believe in yourself, there will always be a time when the clouds will see the sun!" Yang Yi raised the coffee cup in his hand, smiled, and made the final closing speech.