"One person concert" began.

It's not the kind of concert you imagined, with magnificent lights, energetic singing and dancing, and a beautiful stage, but it is also the kind of concert you imagined, with a guitar, a light, and a singing voice.

This is a concert with a person, and at the same time, a concert where a person sings quietly. Between the light and darkness of a spotlight, the noise and distractions of the world seem to disappear, and only Lan Li and herself are left in the huge Madison Square Garden, and all the other audience members are gone, except for a singer and a listener, one-on-one conversation, quiet talk, and heart-to-heart exchange.

So magical, and so wonderful.

The simple and simple guitar string sound, thousands of turns, without any decoration or tricks, restores the most essential, purest and purest appearance of music. Every note, every lyric, every rhythm hits the heart accurately and profoundly, dancing lightly, but leaving a deep imprint. Deeply.

The transition between the high and low tones is as smooth as silk, without showmanship, just a perfect combination of lyrics and melody, but between interpretation and interpretation, it is so easy, sincere and deep emotion, showing the most beautiful and moving appearance of music, and once again awakening the deep memory in my heart:

How did I fall in love with music and how I was fascinated by it?

Suddenly, again, I fell, I fell deeply, I fell into the occasion of time, I fell into the wave of music, I fell into the world of song. No one is an exception.

After the melody and singing reached the extreme, it fell back sparsely, like a sky full of stars, as gentle as a whisper in the ear of a sympathetic person, but in the curling tail outlined sighs and helplessness, "We are too young after all, eternity no longer exists, I can only promise never to let go." ”

The affection, the regret, the contradictions and harmony blended together, and the bitterness was speechless. Nothing is eternal, nothing is constant, all he can do is stick to the same place, wait for the promise, even time cannot shake him, but, after all, "I" is not "we".

Heather sat stunned, her eyes wide open, but the tears could not be stopped, like the tip of her heart crying blood, hot and hot, thick and turbulent, wet her cheeks, she could only straighten her waist slowly, slowly, every movement was so difficult, almost exhausted all her strength, but she gritted her teeth and sat up slowly but firmly.

Crying silently, this was the only way for her to respond.

Lan Li's fingers stopped again, quietly waiting for the afterglow of the guitar strings to slowly dissipate, and the darkness surged again, quietly swallowing the halo in the melody, sadness, bitterness, loneliness, calling and helplessness, all emotions gradually precipitated, leaving only an endless emptiness.

There is no accompaniment, just in the way of a cappella, simple and pure, and the mellow voice brings the charm of the melody and lyrics to the extreme.

"Because...... Even if time no longer loves you, I will always stick to the same place. "The cry and roar from the depths of the heart, so gentle, so deep, so turbulent, so surging, that even the soul began to tremble slightly.

Suddenly, the guitar melody burst open, like thunder in the ears exploded, clear and brisk, fast and rushing, the bubbling spring turned into a turbulent torrent, all the forbearance and suppressed emotions were vented, one by one climbed up, it seems that even the long river of time began to reverse the current, light and shadow are intertwined, colors are churning, the grandeur of the universe and the majesty of time are slowly laid out in the melody.

"We can run forever, if eternity is the future. Oh, the ...... of time" The graceful ending of the person is outlined and endless, with endless vicissitudes, endless dazedness, and endless sighs.

In an instant, such a small and humble figure in the long river of time straightened his chest and stood up straight, and the chaos was split between the sky and the earth, and fragments of light and shadow flew between the sky and the earth: in the face of that unforgettable promise, even time became insignificant, "Time has never loved you as much as I love you." ”

A single lyric is so sad that people can't cry.

"So back home. The "homeland ......" is endless, mighty, and indecisive, and the high pitch that spreads its wings and soars wantonly, without being completely released, and after reaching a peak, it spins back softly and gracefully, through the gap of time, through the wreckage of the world, through the chaos of life, and finally, the cry of the soul rings in the depths of my mind:

"Listen to the promise again...... "In the clear and turbulent guitar strings, the crisp and bright piano key notes are played like jade strings, flying up and down steadily and passionately, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, majestic, sweeping thousands of armies; treble, flying, over the lofty mountains, over the vast ocean, over the endless sky, over the vast universe, over a piece of nothingness. Shock, like a storm, catharsis down.

Heather is so, William is so, Hope is so, and Timsey is too. The audience, no one is exempt.

Everyone just looked up blankly, stunned, stupidly, and looked up at the stage, their pupils trembling slightly, their souls trembling. Because of this melody, but not because of this melody, but also because of the grandeur of time, the majesty of the universe, the irreversible and irresistible force, sharp and firm through the layers of masks and skins, so that the soul accepts sharpness, worship and admiration, so reverent.

"Listen to the promise again......" The melody is gradually still going high, the encounter between the guitar and the piano bursts out with such a powerful force, but it willingly becomes the foil of Lan Li's singing, the torn treble, after reaching the high point, actually climbed an octave again, all the energy is completely released, the shock of the meteor shower is still not enough to describe, hiding the sigh in the hoarseness, the bitterness in the pathos, and the despair in the tenderness, but it is revealed at this moment.

Real music, the music that circulates it, is always the moving emotions contained in the melody and lyrics, and the simplicity and sincerity that erupt from the depths of the soul. Strip away all the cumbersomeness, the fit of the heart, the stirring of the soul, let the language disappear completely, just stand in place and feel it with your heart.

Melody, stop, sing, stop, shock, continue.

The song "Time" is about promise, eternity, and time. Before the rational reaction, the mouth full of bitterness, sighs and emotions had completely broken the embankment, broke through all the shackles, burst into tears, and couldn't help himself.

The entire Madison Square Garden was still silent, without the slightest sound, the 20,000 spectators, but it seemed to be empty, and the audience was only Lan Li, singing alone and lonely, through the universe, through time, calling for the past at the end of the world.

However, the whole Madison Square Garden was noisy, behind the silence, the moving and shocking surging surge, as if suffocating, completely cut off the breath, even if the mouth was wide open, the big breath, but still could not alleviate the despair and sadness that life was worse than death.

Does anyone really understand the album "Don Quixote"? Does anyone really adhere to the path of dreaming? Does anyone really understand the world of art?

Tonight, it only took the time of one song for Lan Li to conquer this stage, and Madison Square Garden completely surrendered. The mystery and excitement of the concert are interpreted to the extreme in the simple to extreme performance:

Those melodies that touch the heart always come from the singer's live interpretation, and every lyric and every musical note is interpreted at different times, in different places, and under different conditions, interpreting different shocks.

Heather opened her mouth wide and tried her best to keep herself breathing, and only a halo was left in her hazy vision, faintly outlining Lan Li's figure, but she was still reluctant to blink, just trembling all over, trembling uncontrollably.

She knew, she knew, Lan Li belonged to this stage, as if she was born for this stage, and she also knew that this was her concert, and this was an agreement between her and him.

So, between the tears in his eyes, the corners of his mouth rose up, and he rose happily and brilliantly. She won't give up, she's definitely not going to give up. Even if she was on her knees, she had to reach the end of the road. In her life, there are still too many things to be done, and there are too many dreams to be realized.

She wants to be a singer and stand on the stage of "American Idol" and chase her dreams, she wants to travel the world, not to travel, but to leave the hospital and see how big the world really is, she wants to live strongly, telling herself and the ALS disease that she is far stronger than she imagined.

She wanted to tell Lan Li that she remembered the promise to make her dream come true, and she would keep it.

She, Heather Cross, is only sixteen years old this year, and she is not ready to say goodbye to this world.

Sure enough, without any extra nonsense, Lan Li immediately began to sing the second song.

It's still the same stage that is extremely simple, the only difference is that the piano and drum kit are added to the backing musician - this is also the source of the piano soundtrack at the last moment of "time", and it is still the singer who is extremely simple, carrying a guitar on his back, and starting to play again.

"Go Forward", the song that Lan Li wrote for Derek and Heather in the pioneer village, it was on that night that Heather and Lan Li agreed that she would not let go.

At this moment, singing "Go Forward" again, Heather couldn't help but burst into laughter. The elegant and calm Lan Li, the mature and wise Lan Li, the confident Lan Li, and the Lan Li who has never lost his temper, but at this time he showed a childish side, as if to say: Do you remember? You, do you remember!

"I'm sticking to that agreement, and you won't be allowed to give it up. ”

Such a childish blue ceremony, but it is so sincere and sincere, and the simple and pure heart on the body can't help but be moved. Heather raised the back of her hand, wiped away her tears, and showed a bright smile, this is her concert, and this is also the beginning of her commitment to keep her promise. Spread your arms and enjoy.