The melody of "Ideal Lent" is so simple, there is no smoke and dust, a guitar and a poet's muttering, as if telling about growth, youth, and the story with that person. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】

Everyone in the audience entered the sentimental world with Yi Shuihan's singing. Go back to the place where the dream collapsed and see if it was covered with moss.

The entertainers who have worked hard in society for many years are also immersed in the song and reminiscing about the past.

That kind of indifference faded the desperate hard work when he just pursued the ideal, and he was more relieved, rational and calm. At the same time, that indifference is also full of persistence in ideals, and longing and desire for the future.

It is a confirmation of the saying: we are not old, and our dreams are not dead.

"And endure sweetly

Stars moisten the windowsill

The light and shadow danced as if they were there

Talking about love in sleepiness

No more senseless emotion

Thought it understood

Where dreams fall

It's covered with moss......"

Yi Shuihan lowered his head and sang, and as the last note fell, the audience burst into crazy applause.

"Okay!

"Sing it again!"

"Yi Shuihan, I love you. ”

The fans in the audience cheered, they didn't have much expectation for Yi Shuihan's performance, but no one thought that Yi Shuihan would bring them such a big surprise.

The soft, magnetic voice seemed to tell a slightly sad but still bright story.

The gentle bits and pieces in the song are different from the worldly impetuousness on the surface, and they are a little relieved, making their hearts slightly lifted, not painful or itchy, but a little sad.

Liang Yong is a reporter for an entertainment newspaper and a music lover.

This time, he also applied with the leader to participate in the promotion meeting of Chu Xinghe's new album, just because he liked the song "No Place for Self-Shame" with anger, venting, self-deprecation, and irony.

He had heard this song countless times before he came, but after listening to Chu Xinghe's scene, he was still shocked.

He can even say that only Chu Xinghe can interpret this song so well.

Later, when he knew that this song was composed by the young man next to him, the first thought in his mind was impossible!

How could such a classic song be composed by this young man in his twenties.

So when he came to the stage next, the teenager performed with a scrutinizing attitude.

However, when Yi Shuihan played the guitar and sang "There is a car coming after the rain, driving through the twilight pale", he was caught by the ear, then shocked, and finally admired.

He has his own unique perspective on music.

Liang Yong thinks he is a person who has a lot of things, listening to pop songs or something, and he will be nauseous after listening to it a few more times.

He deeply dissected and analyzed himself, and found that it was because he listened to it a lot, he could remember the melody, the lyrics could be remembered, he knew what the lyrics were expressing, and the song was no longer fresh to him.

Then listen to a P, listen to it again.

But that led to the problem of a song he never always liked.

This feeling is that when he looks at the playlist he has heard, he feels that it is full of.

And then I feel like I've been listening to all the time.

And then doubt that your taste is like.

And then I know that even if I hear a song that is so amazing that I can't do it, it will end up being. Do you understand this desperation?

Why the hell do I keep listening to?

Until today, I heard Yi Shuihan's "Ideal Thirty".

The soothing song played by the light guitar is repetitive, but it is full of rhyme, and the lyrics are as beautiful as poetry, only to realize that such a song is the most suitable for me.

"Just grow old, don't wake up lonely. ”

"You want to leave, but there's nowhere to stop. ”

"Just sing, eyes narrowed, and tears collapsed, just the existence that didn't arrive. ”

"Youth is drunk again, and the arms of the nameless are unknown. ”

In fact, he can't remember all the lyrics offstage, but that's what he wants.

He just likes the lyrics of the story at a glance.

And you can substitute it yourself, how you want to replace it, anyway, others can't understand his story, and they don't know your story, so there is no substitute mistake.

No one can tell if you are remembering your past love or mourning your dead Erha.

Liang Yong never felt that a song could really make people cry.

The difference between a good song and a bad song is that a good song can easily evoke your memories and make you cry, which has nothing to do with the story of the song itself, it is only your own story that moves you.

No matter what he said, he would thank Yi Shuihan for bringing him a song he liked.

As a token of appreciation, he was willing to help promote this talented young man in his manuscript.

And there are not a few media reporters who think the same way as him.

Yi Shuihan's song really conquered many people.

The atmosphere at the scene has not cooled, and the cheers of everyone are endless, and even the host announced the next link clearly.

Chu Xinghe smiled helplessly, he didn't expect Yi Shuihan to steal the limelight from his new album.

This is really a bit unexpected, but it's okay, after this round of publicity, Yi Shuihan's music road is on the right track.

Yi Shuihan, don't let down your talent!

Chu Xinghe looked at Yi Shuihan, who slowly walked off the stage, and eagerly looked forward to it in his heart.

And the audience who watched the live broadcast was even more enthusiastic.

Many viewers were quite touched, they were immersed in Yi Shuihan's singing, and they were also immersed in their own stories.

Everyone wrote down their feelings one after another, and they were praised and recognized by many netizens.

"The purest liking is that even if you reject me, I will never complain to you. But I won't come any closer. If you ask me, I'll do my best. From now on, I will hide my likes, no longer swaggering, I will try to live well, I hope you are also ......"

"May I reach my thirties, and I will still be able to hold my guitar, a cigarette, and three glasses of wine before I wake up from loneliness. Thank you Yi Shuihan for touching me. ”

After listening to the first two sentences, I recalled my high school years, there were glories, sorrows, and hesitations, and the final ending seemed lackluster. Once upon a time, I still secretly hated the people and things at that time. But when I listen to it today, I realize that my youth has long been left in that blurred and wasted summer. Good song!"

"This is the folk song I like, it's like a cigarette when you hear it, and it's like a bottle of wine when you hear it. And I only have one cigarette left, and I have to last one night, and I only have a little love left, and I have to live a lifetime. ”

……

The screen is full of these sighs, and people who don't know think it's a literary youth gathering.

Yi Shuihan walked forward slowly with his guitar in his arms, behind him were the shining stage lights, the endless cheers of fans, the shocked and admiring expressions of entertainment reporters, Wang Jie's eager eyes, and Chu Xinghe's encouraging and supportive smile.

He stepped off the small stage of the publicity meeting step by step, but stepped onto the big stage of his own music path!

(End of chapter)