Flower Core Street.

As the name suggests, Huaxin Street is a very rare street in Beijing, the whole street is 100 meters long, surrounded by the fragrance of birds and flowers, as long as you are close to this street, you can smell the natural fragrance of flowers on the side of the street.

The street is blocked by the government from all vehicles, except for sprinklers and traffic police patrol cars.

Therefore, this street is a rare scene in Beijing, and at the same time, it is also named by people: Dating Street.

And such a street, in addition to attracting some passers-by and some dates, will also attract another part of the people.

Itinerant singers, which are commonly known as "street performers".

This is not only a dating mecca for young couples and couples, but also a mecca for these 'street performers', performing in such a place where there is no car exhaust, the surrounding environment is so beautiful, and there are countless audiences, it is simply a holy place for them!

Since the establishment of Huaxin Street, it has been widely loved by street artists, and many street artists have also gone to Huaxin Street to occupy their places early to welcome the arrival of a new day.

For them, it is very important to choose a good geographical location for them to show their talents so that more people can see them, but there is another very important thing, and that is money.

A good location determines the amount of foot traffic around you, and it also determines your approximate income today.

Although they want to show their talents, even if they are street artists, they still have to eat.

Huaxin Street is divided into five areas, namely A, B, C, D, and E.

The vast majority of street performers in these five areas are located in Zones B and C, which are close to the entrances and exits of the streets, and the traffic tends to be the highest during the day.

"Alas, what's the situation today? Why don't we have anyone in Area B? I've been busy for a long time, and I've only earned more than 20 yuan, and I can't even pay enough for today's meal. ”

"I've heard that Zone C is the same, but it's not going to be very good today. ”

"Hehe, you're still in Area C? I just came back from Area D, you guys go to Area D to get it, everyone is going to Area D. ”

"What?D Zone?"

"Damn, is there someone who has dragged our audience away? Let's go, brothers, let's go to Area D to find out. ”

"Hmph, I don't know whether I'm alive or dead, and I don't want to see whose territory this is, so I dare to come and grab food to eat, no matter who it is today, he feels better!"

Zones B and C, which were the most lively on weekdays, somehow converged on Zone D today.

Just when the group of street artists who were angry and didn't know who had robbed them of their jobs walked near Area D, they were all stunned by the sudden sound of singing in the distance.

"When you walk into this fun field. ”

"With all the dreams and thoughts on my back. ”

"All kinds of makeup on all kinds of faces. ”

"No one remembers what you look like. ”

The street performer who took the lead and the people behind him all stopped, looking at the large circle of people in front of him, completely stunned.

They didn't seem to care who it was that was surrounded by the crowd, and now it was the man's song that made them care.

"This song..."

"It feels good. ”

"Shhhhh ”

“....”

There were more and more crowds around, but the owner of the voice didn't seem to be the slightest nervous, and sang slowly.

"Three rounds of wine over you in the corner. ”

"Stubbornly singing bitter songs. ”

"Listen to it being drowned out in the hustle and bustle. ”

You pick up your glass and say to yourself. ”

"A cup of sunrise, a glass of moonlight. ”

"Awaken my yearning and soften the cold window. ”

So you can fly against the wind without looking back. ”

"I'm not afraid of rain in my heart and frost in my eyes. ”

This lyric seems to be sung and embedded in everyone's hearts, especially those street performers, as if they have been beaten in the head, knocking out all their memories of the past few years, years, or even decades.

Every street performer who sings here, who hasn't been full of enthusiasm and wants to make a name for himself on the road of music?

They've been on stage, but behind the scenes that no one can see, they've been in bars in front of a bunch of drunks who don't know anything about music, they've come to street singing, but it's no longer for the attention, but just for the few dollars.

A cup of respect for the rising sun, a cup of respect for the moonlight, they also wanted to be so chic, but they were defeated by reality again and again.

However, they also have to survive, they are also helpless, and not everyone can want to do it, so they can be so chic and free!

Their hands clenched, and they listened intently to what the man would sing next.

"A cup of respect for hometown, a cup of respect for the distance. ”

"Guarding my kindness, urging me to grow. ”

"So the road from north to south is no longer long. ”

"The soul no longer has nowhere to rest. ”

"Huhu~~~~"

Suddenly, the man in the crowd whistled, and in the absence of so many cumbersome instruments, the man only used the whistle as an accompaniment, but the sound of the blowing was extraordinarily beautiful.

"A cup for tomorrow, a glass for the past. ”

"Propping up my body, my shoulders thickened. ”

"Although I never believe that the so-called mountains are high and the water is long. ”

"Life is too short, so why bother with it. ”

A cup of respect for the rising sun, a cup of respect for the moonlight, a cup of respect for the hometown, a cup of respect for the distance, a cup of respect for tomorrow, a cup of respect for the past;

Everyone listened very carefully to this song that seemed to tell their lives, and they already had a hunch that maybe today's song would change the fate of many of them here.

However, it always feels like something is missing.

It was just a little bit, but they didn't know how to describe the restlessness.

I saw that the singer in the crowd continued to sing without the slightest pause.

"One cup for freedom, one cup for death. ”

"Forgive my ordinariness and dispel confusion. ”

"Well, after dawn, it's always sloppy. ”

"The sober man is the most ridiculous. ”

"Well, after dawn, it's always sloppy. ”

"The sober man is the most ridiculous..."

The epilogue gradually ended, but everyone froze in place.

A glass of toast to freedom...

A glass to death!!

What kind of person can write and sing such lyrics!!

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