The brisk rhythm is like the sun jumping under the blue sky, and the sad lyrics are like the aquatic plants floating and sinking under the big sea, but the contradictory emotions are harmoniously blended together, and the sadness and bitterness with tears in the laughter slowly spread on the tip of the tongue. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hope looked at Lan Li in the halo with teary eyes, and his face gradually became blurred, like the beauty of fading away in a dream, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was gently rippling, like a stone thrown into the heart lake.

Involuntarily, Hope's lips followed Lan Li's appearance, outlining a similar arc, but tears slowly slid down his cheeks, and then ...... And she danced briskly. She didn't know what was going on, she just wanted to dance, and when the cheerful song came to her ears, her body couldn't help but sway to the rhythm, as if every cell could naturally feel the call of the melody.

"Oh, Ophelia, you haunt me like a drug/addiction, oh Ophelia, it is God who makes fools like me fall in love. ”

Oh, Ophelia, do you hear me? Someone has discovered your beauty, someone remembers your existence, someone remembers your story, it's not just Hamlet, it's not just Leotis, and you, Ophelia.

Hope opened her arms and spun in circles, the warm night breeze seemed to grow wings under her arms, she only needed to kick her feet lightly, she could spread her wings and fly high, she was so happy, so happy, so joyful, but the tears could not be stopped, like pearls with broken threads, falling big and big.

Missed, still missed, just as Cleopatra missed Antony, Hamlet missed Ophelia. Is there anyone in the other world who can love Hamlet as wholeheartedly and unconditionally as Ophelia does, and in the real world, can there be anyone like Ophelia, who abandons everything and loves someone so purely?

"Oh, Ophelia, you have haunted me since the beginning of the century, and oh Ophelia, it is God who makes fools like me fall in love. ”

Happiness is a journey, not a destination, so work as if you don't need money, love as if you never hurt, sing as if no one listened, dance as if no one was paying attention, and live as if it were the end of the world.

Hope danced to his heart's content, spun in circles, relaxed, wandered in the melody, and let all his emotions run rampant like a wild horse. Hot tears slipped from his eyes and fell to the corners of his mouth, turning into a smile, brighter than the stars, lighting up the entire night sky.

It's just right at night.

William raised his hands in the air, followed Eddard's beat, thumped his hands, and danced happily with his tap-dancing steps. He hadn't performed it since he was nine years old, when he was mocked by the upperclass rugby players at school for a tap dance, and for a long time he almost thought he had forgotten about them, but now they seemed to be dormant in the blood, never disappeared, and when they reawakened, they danced freely and freely.

His heart flew high with the curvature of his mouth, and he had almost forgotten that dancing was such a wonderful thing, that he was so immersed in it. Why did he give up in the first place? Memories seem to have become blurred, and those unfamiliar faces have long since become passers-by in life, so why should he care about their opinions?

He shouldn't change himself for others, and he doesn't want to change himself for others. Just like Ophelia, she sticks to the cleanest piece of pure land in her heart, as if she is running wildly, as if today is the last day of her life.

Graham had just gone to the bar and was stunned when he came out and saw such a scene.

Looking at the smile on William's face, he could scarcely remember the last time William was so happy, and so he danced awkwardly, to the melody, to the rhythm, his limbs writhing uncoincidentally, and the antics were not shy, but enjoyable - because everyone around him was dancing, turning the place into a sea of joy.

Lan Li's eyes glistened with tears, and the faint sadness lingered in the lyrics, gliding silently under the boundless night sky, like a footless bird, it had to vibrate its wings with all its might, and once it stopped, it was the end of life, but looking at the dancing people in front of her, the smile on the corner of her mouth bloomed, Ophelia, that is, the purity and beauty that never disappeared, eternally illuminating the road ahead.

The melody stopped, the singing stopped, and the dance steps stopped.

Everyone turned to look at the two men who had just finished playing, I don't know who it was, the first one whistled, and then clapped vigorously, "Well done!" "Wonderful!man!" "Wonderful!man!" "One more, one more!" ...... The exclamations came one after another, the applause became more and more concentrated, and everyone used such actions to vent the residual emotion and confusion in their hearts.

At this time, people noticed that the team, which was only six or seven people just now, had grown to more than thirty people in the blink of an eye. Scattered on street corners, turning this place into a small performance venue.

Elliot-Court's eyes widened, looking at everything that was happening in front of him in disbelief, and he looked down at the footage recorded in the camera in his hand, and his mood involuntarily soared.

He was a little late, and after taking pictures of Jim and Todd, he ditched the hustle and bustle of "Glee" and walked down the street in search of Lan Li - he still felt that he shouldn't miss it. When he arrived at the scene, the song had already entered the second half, everyone was singing and dancing, dancing freely, Lan Li sitting cross-legged on the ground looked a little embarrassed, but it was a wonderful fit, it seemed that in such an environment as the street, he was the most real, but that suit looked a little in the way.

Eliot didn't have time to figure out what was going on -- how could Lan Li be performing on the street in the blink of an eye when she was still receiving the Emmy Award just now? Who is not now surrounded by reporters on three floors and three layers outside, interviewing them for the first time about their winning feelings? Why is Lan Li here?

None of this was important, the important thing was that Elliot immediately turned on his camera and recorded it on video, but unfortunately, he was not able to record it from the beginning.

"Lan Li, what is that song called? Did you write it live?" Elliot's shout was not only unobtrusive in the midst of the noise, but also won the support of the rest of the audience, and everyone chimed in, "What song is that?"

"'Ophelia'. Lan Li barely thought about it, and blurted out the title of the song.

In fact, the melodic framework of this song is relatively thin, normally a song is less than three to four minutes, but the song is only two and a half minutes long, including the intro, it can be a little longer. It's just a little key that spurs out of the mood tonight. But apparently, the audience doesn't think so.

"This song is amazing!" "Wonderful, so wonderful, I love it!" "When to put it on iTunes, I'll be the first to buy it." "yes, yes, get it on the shelves, I'm still spinning in my head. "Does the lyrics make any sense? I feel like Shakespeare's poetry, something I don't understand. "Ophelia is Hamlet's character, so it definitely makes sense. ”……

The discussion came and went, and there was no need for Lan Li to answer, everyone had already diverged their thinking, which made Lan Li uncontrollable.

"Lan Li, is this song going to be on the shelves?" Hope took a small step forward urgently, his eyes full of longing as he looked at Lan Li, and the noisy discussion next to him paused for a moment.

Lan Li originally thought that everyone had already discussed it and didn't need his answer, but now that the question was thrown again, he shrugged his shoulders, "Why not? I think my rent can be used for this extra income." The teasing words made everyone laugh.

"I'm definitely going to buy it!" "It's better to get it on the shelves faster, I can't wait!" "I'm going to tell my friends when I go back that I got another good song tonight......

Lan Li could feel the real joy and joy, and he suddenly understood why Stanley Charleson was so keen on sharing music, because whether it was happiness or sadness, regret or satisfaction, this could be shared. Just like a performance, everyone perceives something different from the melody, not only as a bridge of communication between the listener, the singer and the creator, but also as a bridge between people.

It's a very private thing, because the melody plucks the deepest emotions of the heart, secrets that only you know. Therefore, when you learn that a stranger likes the same melody as yourself, the emotions of tension, excitement, apprehension and excitement are extremely subtle.

It seems that he should indeed share "Ophelia" with the group of strangers in front of him who meet but have a bond.

"Hey, Lan Li, are you Lan Li? the rich young master in the 'Pacific War'?" At this time, the onlookers finally reacted, and the long reflex arc was a little exaggerated, "But, shouldn't you attend the Emmy Awards tonight...... Oh!" before the question could be asked, the person concerned reacted - the Nokia Theater was just across the street.

"Look, isn't this an Emmy trophy? Aha, congratulations!" passers-by noticed the trophy in the case, so they began to congratulate, and everyone began to take coins and banknotes from their pockets one after another and threw them into the case, "Man, thank you, thank you for letting us have a great night", "Brother, remember that the single must be uploaded, and I plan to introduce it to my girlfriend", "I am so lucky tonight, congratulations!"......

The praise came and went, which made Lan Li a little embarrassed - he was not the protagonist of the performance here.