"I don't have any opinion, after all, I said it before, it's good that Director Li can come in a hurry, but ......"

Xu Youmeng stroked the hair next to his earlobes and said with a smile: "You see everyone is waiting for your poem just now?"

"What did I think...... Li Xusheng chuckled, this was just a trivial matter.

But everyone is also very confused when they look at the conversation between the two?

I can't wait to say it in my heart......

Boss, that's not what we mean?

Although they are very interesting about the verses, they prefer to listen to gossip.

However, Li Xusheng didn't explain, he simply left the masterpiece of "Spring Dawn" and left!

"I don't know when I sleep in spring, and I smell birds everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and the flowers fall to know how much. ”

I didn't understand Meng Haoran when I was young, and I was already confused when I read it again.

And Chunxiao can also be said to be a household name, even a three-year-old child can pout his mouth and recite the catchy "Chunxiao".

His name is Meng Haoran, a landscape idyllic poet known as Wang Wei.

The world only sees his poems that are comfortable among the mountains and rivers, but they can't see his dreams about distant places.

Juvenile poetry does not know sorrow.

Life is unbearable, just because it is too wasteful.

Throughout the ages, how many people can not waste their time?

How many people dare to say that they have no regrets in their lives?

On the road of life, there are a few people who do not hit a wall one after another, and finally their heads bleed.

Life is full of banter, just like a puppet, only for the sake of fiddling, if you want to control your own fate, it is more difficult than ascending to the sky.

As a result, some people learn to be obedient, let it be natural, take advantage of the situation, do not learn the grasshopper to shake the tree, and do not measure their own strength; some people can't see it, stumble and stick to their own stubbornness, do not resist or compromise, and deal with fate.

In life, don't guarantee anything, and play a vital role on the spot. People are not as good as heaven, and they have had sweet dreams for decades, and they can't stand a gag in the dark.

Once you get serious, God will play a joke on you in everything.

Once you don't care anymore, God is very serious, and everything makes you empty.

In the end, I can't laugh or cry.

This is the true state of life.

No wonder Su Dongpo sighs that the world is a big dream, and life is cool several times.

That's right.

Meng Haoran occupies an unattainable position in the history of poetry, but in real life, his experience can be explained in the words "crying and laughing".

Crying, because God tried his best to tease, so that Meng Haoran's several "dragon" trips finally came to naught, just like a play, the three-minute poor performance on the stage actually made ten years of hard work off the stage in vain; laughing, it was because of being out of the situation that I found that life often comes back and forth from where, and after tossing for a long time, it is better not to toss it before.

It's just a farce.

"Diamond Sutra" says: All things have a way, such as dew and electricity, like a dream bubble, as if it is viewed.

If you understand this sentence, there will be no absurd things in life.

The more a person claims to be free, the more restricted his soul becomes......

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Subsequently, Li Xusheng didn't stay long, and after saying goodbye to everyone, he left!

However, when he left, he didn't know if Xu Youxun was crazy, and he was stunned to participate in this poetry and wine activity.

And Xu Youmeng, as a younger sister, couldn't resist her, so she could only let her come.

After Li Xusheng left.

Director Zhou also left.

After all, it's not early!

As an old man, there are not many young people now!

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……

Fortunately, Xu Youmeng was witty and booked the location here in West Lake Manor, which is very close to Li Xusheng's house, and it takes about ten minutes to walk.

Soon, he was back home!

……

It's only ten o'clock at the moment, which is not too late, of course, for people who cultivate immortals, this is just a trivial matter that is not worth mentioning.

Entered the house.

……

No one, no crying?

It's kind of weird.

"Eh, Xiao Xu, why are you back?"

At this time, Lan Mu didn't know when she came out of the room, and just happened to see Li Xusheng coming back.

"Ah......" Li Xusheng scratched his head, "I'll come back when I'm bored!"

"By the way, Mom, did Satsuki sleep?"

"It seems to be at Yeonxue's place, right?"

"Oh......"

Time is what it is

Tears of joy?

"That's your friend."

"Yes, that person is a friend of mine."

It turns out that I am your friend, a friend you have made during your travels, yes, we have only been friends for such a short time, it is a friendship between children and daughters of the rivers and lakes, what else will there be? There is nothing at all, only a blessing left.........

When I met you, you were raining on the eaves of April, and when I gave up on you, you were a shocker in the world.

Daogu's MV is not difficult to shoot, it is all based on the game, but the characters in the background are real people.

After all, this is not a work to promote the game now.

In any case, many of these songs are actually interludes or theme songs that promote the game.

The snow between the eyebrows and Daogu are all like this.

There is another song, "The Moon Shines on Kyushu Again" is the same.

I brewed a pot of parting wine out of my sorrow.

In the middle of the night, the rain drifted on the other side of the mountain.

All the old things are like a shadow, leaving a word.

If you become an immortal, why don't you want to let go?

The eaves of the roof where you lived are now soaked with dew.

Painted with ink into the distant late autumn.

The shadow of the candle disturbs people, laughs at themselves, and looks like the duckweed flowing eastward.

Calling the bright moon, melting the afterglow, and being sad.

When midsummer comes, roll up the blinds, sing and play, ah......

The moon bends and shines on Jiuzhou......

A few are happy and a few are sad.

A few high-rise buildings drink good wine.

A few families are living on the streets, at the entrance of the alleys.

Years later, the snow blows your brow.

Rub shoulders with me, the east of the city falls by the ancient well.

You're muttering a familiar prite.

Strangers, don't look back when you cry.

In the ripples of the oars, the earthly world, still, ah......

The moon bends and shines on Jiuzhou.

A few are happy and a few are sad.

A few high-rise buildings drink good wine.

A few families are living on the streets, at the entrance of the alleys.

The moon bends and shines on Jiuzhou.

A few are happy and a few are sad.

A few high-rise buildings drink good wine.

A few families are living on the streets, at the entrance of the alleys.

The moon bends and bends to find immortals.

The moon is crooked, and the old people are far away.

Here, of course, the songs become just stories borrowed from the game.

Because they are all similar backgrounds, I finished shooting these on this day!

A day later.

Filming started again.

Ember

In fact, when it comes to this song, it is still caused by a clip from a movie.

"East Evil and West Poison" is a movie that I watched a long, long time ago.

When I was a child, I watched it, it was a comedy, I didn't feel anything, I just laughed and laughed, just like the movie played by Zhou Xingxing.

After laughing for so many years, even if I haven't rewatched this movie, I still remember the plot clearly.

Not to mention that he's watched it many times inside and out!

Just like Liang Chao said inside: Someone once told me that the blood spurting out of the wound sounded as good as the wind, but I didn't expect to hear it for the first time, but it was my own.

I remember Hong Qigong said: Who said that you can't take your wife when you walk the rivers and lakes.

I remember Liu Jia crying very sadly on horseback.

I remember Lin Qing's lonely eyes at dusk.

What I remember most clearly is Mr. Leslie Cheung's long monologue and Zhang Man's peach-like face.

Wong Kar-wai's films are always so unexpected.

The yellow sand rolling desert, the stormy grassland, and the dusty face are all too easy to bring people into another world.

Then there is the original soundtrack in the play, which later appeared in Xing Ye's most classic Journey to the West, and many TVs.

Desolation, sadness, and inseparability cannot sum up the charm of these musics.

I never thought that anyone else could adapt this piece of music like this, and when I heard it for the first time, I couldn't help but sigh.

[Look at the desert barren sand at sunset, how many old trees and crows.

The wind at the broken soul is like snow, killing in the twilight on all sides.

It is difficult to calculate the will of heaven if you count the hearts of the people, and burn all the evil obstacles and karma.

No tie or hanging, is it chic or unable to answer.

The ashes are gone, and the bright moon is red and loess in the sky, which is still the beginning.

There are vague eyebrows in the dream.

This half of his life is a cocoon and self-restraint, and only one love is shorter than the morning dew.

Even if it is the last nothingness, it is difficult to wake up.

Is it drunk, dreaming of death, is it nostalgic for her, is she finally dust?

Under the yellow sand, how many dead branches there are?

Through time through the wind and sand.

(If you can't understand it, don't want to understand it, don't understand it, don't forget it)

The distant eye on the river of his hometown.

The wind was clear and splashed with blood.

Who set foot on the thousandth robbery.

Who fell in love with that flower in the reflection water.

Whose voice flows clearly through the wind and sand.

Is it drunk, dreaming of death, is it nostalgic for her, is she finally dust?

Under the yellow sand, how many dead branches there are?

Through time through the wind and sand.

(If you can't understand it, don't want to understand it, don't understand it, don't forget it)

A skull as pale as a life.

Buried under the blue waves.

Do you remember how you found it?

Keep the most beautiful moment of the years.

Facing the wind and sand that swept the sky.

[Ouyang Feng: When I have nothing to do, I will look at the White Camel Mountain, and I clearly remember that there was once a woman waiting for me over there. In fact, "drunk life and dream death" is just a joke she made with me, the more you want to know if you have forgotten, you will remember it clearly. I've heard people say that when you can't have it anymore, the only thing you can do is make yourself not forget. 】

Spring goes to flowers silently.

Spring flowers are still in bloom.

If you don't believe in flowers, you have faith.

Red shadows are full of wind and sand. 】

The words are very good, the sentences are pearl, and the artistic conception is very beautiful.

When he was young, he thought that love was okay, and he didn't need to say it, but if he didn't say it, how could she know?

Finally, one day, when he tried to say this, no one listened.

In the years when those beauties were gone, would he describe her watery face over and over again in the dead of night?

In those bleak years, will he repeat the scene again and again when he is lonely and lonely, but he hates that he didn't say that sentence earlier.

Is it pride or cowardice?

However, all this will eventually pass.

The peach blossoms have passed, the Si people have passed away, and there is only a lonely back, supporting the rest of his life with the warmth of his dreams, guarding a person's land.

They grieve for themselves in the play, and we grieve for others outside the play.

It turns out that I have been understanding the cruelty of love since many years ago, but at that time I didn't know that it was love.

To this day, I am far away from someone, recalling the moment when the flowers bloomed, longing alone, and the earth is desolate.

The background story of this song, Li Xusheng did not change, but directly applied the plot of East Evil and West Poison.

As for whether people here can understand it, maybe they don't understand it now!

But so what?

After filming this song, I started to work on the next song non-stop.

And at this moment, everyone finally knows Li Xusheng's horror!

That attitude of being serious to the extreme, it really doesn't cover it.

Don't say the best in your work, the key is to really fight and fight in time?

Thinking about the month of their headache before, it was less than a week in Li Xusheng's hands at this moment, and now they have filmed the MV of four songs!

It's terrifying!

The key quality has not yet been said, but the capitalized service ...... ╭(╯ε╰)╮

Of course, Wang Yun also saw Li Xusheng's extremely responsible attitude.

And then the next song.

"Smoke and Sand in Half a City"

The background of the music video for this song is actually very simple.

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See the lyrics:

[Smoke and sand in half of the city.

Soldiers are coming to the pool.

Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Fight for whom.

One will become ten thousand bones.

How much white hair goes away with black hair.

Smoke and sand in half the city.

Falling with the wind.

There are still in hand.

A wisp of concern.

I just want to return to the field and unload my armor.

You can also get your tea back.

Smoke and sand in half the city.

Soldiers are coming to the pool.

Jin Ge Iron Horse.

Fight for whom.

One will become ten thousand bones.

How much white hair goes away with black hair.

Smoke and sand in half the city.

Tears of blood fell.

Remnant Cavalry Cracked Armor.

Spread the world.

The reincarnated swallow is still in the old bed.

February flowers for you. 】

From the words, it can be concluded that the MV story of this song should be a story during the war.

As someone wrote:

The smoke and dust gradually cleared, and the horse's hooves were not stained with blood.

The autumn wind was blowing, and there were only two main generals' war horses and the two young generals on top.

There were dying soldiers lying in pools of blood, groaning, groaning, and struggling.

Maybe today is the time of death.

He took a deep breath, wiped his face, clenched the long knife, and drew an arc in the air, accompanied by a "whew", a string of blood beads jumped out of the blade, and the afterglow of the remnant sun stained the loess of a foreign land.

At the same time, his legs clenched the horse's belly and shouted "Drive!"

The war horse once again puffed out its godless eyes, raised its front hooves, let out a long roar, and the blood stains on it flew out, heading straight for the opposite war horse.

Along the back of the knife that stabbed the opponent's throat, he could clearly see that the opponent's brows were locked, and the horizontal spear immediately ......

He and she have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and the two have no guesses, and when they grow up, the two families will become Qin Jin.

But on a moonlit night, he said to her, "I want you to be the most beautiful bride." ”

But he turned around and was about to get on his horse.

She grabbed his hand from behind and shoved a jade pendant into his hand, stunned, and he carefully brought the jade pendant to the neck.

Grabbed the reins, kicked his feet, jumped onto the horse, and pulled the reins again: "Wait for me." ”

Whip up, ride horses.

The sound of horses' hooves clasped the ground on a moonlit night and drifted away, pulling her tears out of her eyes and into the loess.

On the way, he met someone recruiting soldiers, so he went to register and received a suit of armor, a long knife, and a shield.