Chapter 686 - When the flowers have a reblooming day, and no one will come again (1/4, ask for votes)

This magical song comes from a magical comedy movie......

Sitting in the booth, Yang Yi couldn't show it, so he got up with his guitar, and the others followed him, and came to the middle of the coffee shop, where Yang Yi sat on a small stool in front of the piano.

Because Chisakawaki often comes to the store to perform, there are also two microphones here, just right, Fang Tang can come over to help Yang Yi adjust it, and point one microphone at the guitar, and one microphone at Yang Yi's mouth.

"Is this going to be a show?" There were also a few student guests in the coffee shop, two couples and three single Wang, who saw this scene and looked at it curiously.

There are often performances in the coffee shop on this street corner, but I didn't expect to bump into it once, of course, not everyone can recognize the always low-key Yang Yi.

It was a girl from the Academy of Classical Music, who looked strangely at Hu Songnan, who was supported by Hu Yongxiang, and whispered to her boyfriend: "That old man is very familiar! I seem to have seen it somewhere." ”

Of course, I have seen it, and there are still pictures of him and his previous tours in various countries hanging in the college building! It's just that the old man Hu in the photo doesn't look so old......

"Dad, will you sit down?" Hu Yongxiang said with concern.

"No, I'll stand and listen, Xiao Yang can surprise me every time!" Hu Songnan said happily.

Yang Yi adjusted, and began his own "playing", no nonsense, his thick and long fingers swiped slowly on the guitar, and a string of exotic preludes meandered out like a mountain stream.

The transition of the prelude was only slightly slowed down by the bright rhythm, and Yang Yi began to sing.

"Once upon a time, now it has passed, and it will never come ...... again" (Note 1)

Including Murphy, who was looking forward to it next to him, everyone was stunned for a moment.

This song?

Cantonese songs?

Of course, it is not uncommon for Yang Yi to be able to write and sing Cantonese songs. It's just that he used to write to Chen Yijie, and he basically didn't sing it in normal times, but now I hear him suddenly sing Cantonese songs...... also sang in a straight and round tone, without a little accent flaw, everyone thought it was a little strange.

Murphy is okay, she knows Yang Yi's ability, and she is more interested in Yang Yi's singing.

is different from the smoothness of his usual pop songs, it seems that Yang Yi's singing voice has a sense of vicissitudes at this moment, and he deliberately uses obvious pauses to highlight the cruelty of this kind of time......

But this is only because Murphy is more familiar with Yang Yi, so he can hear this deliberateness, and the other guests in the coffee shop can't help but indulge in Yang Yi's strong mature man's voice, as if it is natural, Yang Yi should have been singing like this!

The singing is lonely, but the lyrics are even more sad......

From the time he heard Yang Yi's first sentence, Hu Songnan was stunned.

The past, the present, the past, and the past can never be returned. In the past, it was the old wife who has passed away, and now it is Twilight's old self, right?

"Red and red leaves are buried in the dust......"

Such lyrics, like a gust of wind, blew away the old man's deeply buried memories, and his sunken eyes and cloudy eyes began to burst with tears.

Hu Yongxiang was also full of emotion when he heard it, of course, he was in a high position, he was more determined, and he also knew how much such a sad song had on people's emotions.

He persuaded again, "Dad, shall we sit down and listen?"

"Don't make noise!" It was as if many years ago, when Hu Yongxiang was young, he disturbed Hu Songnan's study of music, and the old man scolded impatiently.

In front of the music, the old man seems to have changed into a different person, picky and stern......

Murphy noticed, she looked around, patted Xixi's shoulder, and whispered, "Xixi, you go there and move a stool for grandpa to sit on." ”

It's the kind of red plastic stool with high legs, which I didn't have originally, but sometimes they want to use it for performances, so I got two, and most of the time they put it away, which is very eye-catching......

This kind of stool is light and fluttering, and Xixi has no problem picking it up.

The little girl did not understand what her father was singing, so she trotted over obediently and brought a stool, but not one, but two stools stacked on top of each other.

Although it is not heavy, this stool is very high after all, and looking at Xixi raising his hands high, holding them, there was a trace of difficulty on his little face.

"Grandpa, sit down!" Xixi walked to Hu Songnan's side and said in a clear voice.

Hu Songnan is still a little annoyed, who will bother him again?

But seeing the little girl with her little head and big eyes full of expectation, waiting for her praise, the old man had no temper at all.

"Yes, good boy!" the old man sat down with a smile, not knowing that the stools under his ass were actually two stacked on top of each other. Hu Yongxiang could only stand aside helplessly.

"No thanks!

At this time, Yang Yi continued to sing: "The lover will never come again after saying goodbye, sit alone without a word and look at the world......"

The lyrics are not only sad, but also have a heavy attitude that seems to be free and easy, but in fact cannot be put down, just like the sound of the accompanying guitar, the rhythm is as light as dance music, and the fingering of the slow twist and wipe is strong and exotic, but in the same way, this melody still hides a deep sentimentality, which makes people feel depressed and difficult to let go.

"Although the flowers will wither, they will bloom again, and the love of their lives is faint, ...... outside the white clouds"

Hearing this, young people may not feel anything, but the sadness in Hu Songnan's heart is like a spring field, which has been turned over by a plow.

The beauty of this lyric is the same as the classic poem - "Flowers have a reblooming day, and no one is young." "β€”It's the same thing!

Yes, the flowers are gone, they will bloom again, and the loved ones of their lives "leave" and never come back......

Yang Yi still used his tone to imitate the original singing, singing the climax.

"Bitter sea, turning, can't afford to love and hate......" is especially a flip word, singing the flavors of life.

"In the world, it is impossible to escape fate, blind dates are unapproachable, or I should believe that it is fate......"

After singing a song quietly, Hu Songnan was already in tears, Hu Yongxiang looked at the excited appearance of the old father, and was a little worried about whether there would be any big problems with this intense emotion.

Murphy also understood this song, she has a fierce love for music, and at this moment she is also deeply immersed in the emotions expressed in this song, although she knows that Yang Yi is singing the story of Old Man Hu and Grandma, but she still can't help but be moved, her heart is heavy, and tears are falling.

Everyone has a different feeling when they listen to this song, and like the other customers in the coffee shop, most of them are confused and can't understand the meaning of the lyrics.

"What do you think of this song?" the girl's boyfriend asked him, "I think it sounds weird?"

"I can't understand Cantonese songs either, but the guy sings really well, very retro, very unique, and the melody is very good. "The girls' focus is on here.

Don't talk about them, after Yang Yi finished singing, there was no movement, he was waiting.

Hu Songnan was reminded of many memories and emotions by this song, and only after half ringing did he slowly come back to his senses. After all, the old man is a person who has experienced wind and frost, although he is still a little sad in his heart, but he does not indulge in it anymore, but slowly pulls himself back.

I saw the old man wipe away his tears, smiled and said, "Let you see and laugh." Xiao Yang, this song reminds me of her again! Alas, this person is old, and it is easy to touch the song when he listens to it!"

Yang Yi swept the guitar strings and asked, "Grandpa Hu, why don't I sing "Long Time No See" to you again?"

"No, that song just now is enough! Okay, you only need to think about her once a day, and keep it for when you go to her in the future!" Hu Songnan adjusted his mentality very well, and made a joke.

Hu Yongxiang asked curiously, "Xiao Yang, is this your new song?"

Yang Yi smiled slightly: "The Love of My Life"!"