Looking at Yi Shuihan's eyes at this time from the big screen, it seemed to be containing another soul, and the heaviness and solemnity in those eyes made everyone's hearts quiet.

This time Yi Shuihan is too different from him before, and I haven't seen him so focused and heavy when he announced his new song before.

Some fans who are familiar with Yi Shui Han have faint fever, and they subconsciously pull their collars to let the cold air pour in to cool their hot hearts.

They have a hunch that this kind of song by Yi Shuihan will definitely bring a great shock to everyone.

The light guitar sounded, and in the silent environment of thousands of people in the stadium, Yi Shuihan's hoarse and vicissitudes of life sounded.

"Wildflowers on the steppe that witnessed the death of the gods, and the wind in the distance is farther away than the distance......"

The vicissitudes of life wafted in the stadium, and everyone only felt a solemn breath coming to their faces, but the magnificent and sad image made people extremely heavy.

Yi Shuihan's opening of his voice under the silence of all voices was like the solemnity of time and space, condensed into a trickle of singing that made people's souls tremble, and a world built by countless notes appeared in their minds.

Wildflowers on the prairie that witnessed the death of the gods, and the wind in the distance was farther away than in the distance......

They had never heard such special lyrics, the kind of world built in their minds by the notes that lingered.

It was a prairie, cold and quiet, and the moonlight poured down like water.

The gods died, and their corpses fell on the grasslands and gradually rotted, turning into fertilizer to nourish the land, and the seeds took root in this fertile land, and eventually flowers bloomed.

Yi Shuihan sang this lyric for only a few seconds, but they seemed to have witnessed the changes of a long time, and they could even feel the vicissitudes of the ancient times.

Even in a crowded stadium, they could still feel the loneliness in the middle of it, in that vast grassland, where the gods had died and now wildflowers.

There are no gods, the gods are dead, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas have not changed, they have a longer lifespan than humans, and there are no human emotions, and they look at the tragedies in the world with cold eyes, only to know that spring goes to winter, and flowers bloom and fall.

Ordinary fans just think that this lyric is too meaningful, but they can't say why.

But some fans with high literary literacy were stunned when they heard it, and the lyrics brought them a touch like a lightning bolt, which made their hearts and bodies tingle at the same time when they passed through their minds.

The song begins with a mystical scene where time and space are intertwined, and life and death interpret each other.

And the sighting in the lyrics seems to have a special charm, witnessing not the death of the gods, but a field of wildflowers, a derivation of life on the grassland......

If the first line of the lyrics creates a sense of time, then the second line, "The wind in the distance is farther away than in the distance", creates a sense of space.

They seemed to be in that vast space.

On this night, the grassland is dark and quiet, the vision is limited, but the touch is extremely real, it is the touch brought by the wind.

Its boundaries are beyond the reach of people, but you can feel the distance of the source of the wind through the cold and bleakness of the wind.

"How is that possible!" the hearts of those fans were shocked.

As fans of Yi Shuihan, they never saw Yi Shuihan's talent clearly, but no matter what they were, they didn't expect Yi Shuihan to be able to write such poetic lyrics.

The concert was also broadcast live on the Squirrel Live platform.

The number of people watching the concert remained stable at around 10 million, as before.

The first singing of Yi Shuihan's new song is naturally the focus of a concert, and everyone is waiting for the new song to start singing.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that Yi Shuihan shocked everyone as soon as he opened his mouth.

Although Yi Shuihan's previous songs were also excellent, this song called "September" gave them a completely different feeling.

In the time of only two lines of lyrics, the audience's speeches have already floated over the barrage.

They can't wait to make their voices heard, they can't wait a moment.

"Fake, right? I'm still a modern poet?"

"I don't know much about it, but the feeling of heaviness comes to my face, it's amazing. ”

"Ahhhh

"I'm a talented man!

……

They all expressed their shock, and they could feel such a special feeling just by chewing on the lyrics, and they believed that the song was far better than they could have imagined.

While they were speaking, Yi Shuihan was already continuing to sing......

"My piano whimpered, my tears were gone, and I returned the far land to the grassland......"

Yi Shuihan closed his eyes and sang, and his vicissitudes and even a somewhat hoarse voice traveled through time and space, singing from the previous life to this life.

He remembered that bleak night, and the wind on the roof was cold......

Ma Touqin made a whimpering sound, and he had no tears to shed, and he was in Xiao Suo, but he was used to Xiao Suo.

How similar this was to Yi Shuihan at that time, his tears had run out, and he had no expectations for life.

So what about him...... That can only return the far to the grassland......

The vast grassland symbolizes vastness, vastness, and freedom, but at the same time, it is also labeled as lonely and spiritually bonded.

Yi Shuihan left the grassland, but he also stayed in the grassland forever - just like his leap down.

Yi Shuihan has his own understanding and annotation of this poem, which is why his singing voice has such complex emotions.

The hoarse voice seemed to come from another dimension, tearing through the silent space, and suddenly descending, giving them a heavy blow when everyone was not prepared, making them tremble from body to soul.

In their hearts, it was as if they had received a heavy blow from a wise man who had condensed it in his lifetime.

It's such a wonderful feeling, they've never heard it on a single song.

Yi Shuihan on the stage sang to himself, as if he was in an independent space, and let out the heaviest sorrow in his heart.

At this time, he didn't need to cheer, he didn't need to scream, he just needed everyone to listen quietly......

"This song...... It's so different......"

"My piano whimpered, my tears were gone, and I returned the far land to the grassland...... Oh, my God...... I'm going crazy!"

"My heart is very heavy...... What the hell is wrong with me?"

"Is this song really written by me......

"Unbelievable, the lyrics are so good, they kill all the songs!"

The audience in the live broadcast room expressed their opinions in disbelief......

(End of chapter)