Perhaps great men and heroes can remain in books and legends, but we little people are destined to be forgotten by history, but what really pushes the wheel of history forward, isn't it just us who have been silently stubborn and diligent?

Ants are small, but they are powerful.

This is the "ideal" in the real world.

That's what we want.

Don't talk about those who are tall, just talk about the real blood in the bones. This is our uninhibited fantasies and hearts.

Although we no longer talk about ideals, ideals are rooted in our flesh and temperament.

That's what we want.

As soon as the impromptu song "Ideal" by mentor Xie Huan was sung, it immediately resonated with countless audiences. The lyrics of this song are simple and straightforward, because it is created on the spot, it pays more attention to the heart, like a speech, not pretentious and not rhetorical, the tune is also spontaneous, there are twists and turns, there are comprehensions, there are helplessness, there are awakenings, and there are chic and stubborn, so although it did not take a lot of time to polish, it can be sung into the hearts of the audience and make them moved.

Many viewers began to shed tears. Some in the darkness of the scene, some in front of the TV set at home. Not for anything else, just because this song sings their persistence and heart.

Nowadays, the word "ideal" is often only used by big people, and for simple ordinary people, there is some shame to talk about it. Why, because when they say this word, they are often laughed at by more people, and even those who laugh at them are many from their relatives and friends, who should have known and supported them best.

So, "ideal" began to become a luxury word.

More often than not, it is only linked to the big shots, and only with the heroes. And the little people are like talking about the tiger's color change, and the domineering of the young king is long gone.

However, it is obviously not like this.

The temperament of "ideal" still exists in the blood and bones of every people, and their diligence and persistence just illustrate all this.

But mainstream voices tend to look up to heroes rather than the "people".

Their efforts, their forbearance, are actually the real heroes.

Just like the teacher Xie Huan sang in this equally plain song, how many of our deceased people are still silently diligent in the dust, which is called "ideal".

The tears they endured in the face of adversity, and the tears they moved and laughed at this moment, are actually as precious as the so-called legends of the big guys.

The same romance.

The same free and chic.

This is called "ideal"!

After the song was sung, the audience applauded desperately. The audience in front of the TV also praised it, although they could not be heard at the scene.

But they firmly believe that resonance is a kind of power, and there will be a network to convey and communicate.

Doing and not doing are naturally two different realms and differences.

This is the philosophy of people's lives.

Everyone has long heard that Mr. Xie Huan is also a powerful original musician, and today I listened to him create a new song, and he really deserved to be a grandmaster-level figure, which made everyone happy.

The applause continued for more than thirty seconds before stopping. This is a huge recognition and respect for the improvisation of an original musician.

Next is another highlight, and it's the finale of the day. At this time, to the surprise of Zheng Shijia and everyone, they didn't expect to engage in it, and the singing of Youzishi became the finale.

Although the ratings have gone up, this is very different from the original idea of the program team, and it is not the same at all.

Out of control!

It's completely out of control!

But at this time, there is no good way.

It is best to overturn the poem and make a song with a very low level, so that with Xie Huan's teacher Zhuyu in front, it will directly surprise the audience, and from then on, he will no longer have any hope for him, and he will turn black directly, which will be happy.

You Zishi appeared on the stage with a guitar.

Tutor Xie Huan looked at his students, and he was even more nervous at this time than when he took the stage. It seems that the reaction to the song he just now is very good, so whether it will force him to be stronger, or will it dwarf him, Xie Huan is both expectant and afraid, and his mood is very complicated.

For the wandering poem at this moment, the song just now by the mentor really made him feel very shocked, not only beautiful, but also realistic and revealing perseverance and hope, which is undoubtedly a masterpiece.

The mentor is indeed worthy of a sect teacher.

In comparison, his creative ability is not as good as his. And it's true, as Dream said, that there is a tendency to cheat, and it is borrowed from the help of other talented people.

Originally, You Zishi hesitated for a while, and also wanted to create a brand new song on the spot, not relying on the system, but considering that his current lyrics can be composed, but composition is not, he still didn't take risks, in case he lost, he would live up to the mood of his mentor.

In short, at this time, we must not be too arrogant, and we must not hesitate and take self-esteem. If you don't have a tool, it's also brainless. Being able to use good tools is also an ability in itself.

Besides, although there are good songs to call, whether you can sing it well and sing it in people's hearts depends on your own strength and temperament, and you have to rely on your own voice and singing, so at this time, you should not think about what you have or not, but you should devote yourself to the artistic conception of the song, and wholeheartedly show the audience a song that you think is perfect.

Exactly.

The wandering poem adjusts the state and enters the song.

First, a harmonica.

Then the sound of the guitar, which was like a spring, began to resound in the stadium, waking everyone's ears up.

It feels comfortable.

The clear, slightly hoarse voice began to penetrate everyone's eardrums, making everyone dream and rejoice. It's a trip and a long journey.

"I commanded that my horse be taken out of the stable.

The servant did not understand my words,

So I went to the stable,

Saddle your horse,

Rode up.

There was a trumpet in the distance,

I asked him what that meant.

He said he didn't know,

He didn't hear anything,

Didn't hear anything.

At the gate he called to me,

Asked, "Where are you going on horseback?"

My master?"

"I don't know," I said, "just get out of here,

Get out of here.

Get out of here and go forward,

Moving forward, that's the only way I'm going to get there. ”

"So you know what you're aiming for?" he asked.

"Yes!" I replied,

"I just told you,

Get out of here, get out of here,

That's what I'm aiming for. ”

"You haven't brought rations yet," he said.

"I don't want any rations. "I said,

"It's been such a long journey,

If I can't get anything along the way,

Then I will,

Dead. No ration can save me,

Luckily, this is a one-time

It's a journey that never ends!"

Luckily, this is a one-time

It's a journey that really has no end......"

(End of chapter)