"When you're old and your hair is gray

Drowsiness

When you're old, you can't walk anymore

Take a nap by the fire and reminisce about your youth

How many people have loved your youthful and joyful hours

Admire your beauty, fake or sincere

There is only one person who still loves your pious soul

Love the wrinkles on your old face

When I'm old, my eyebrows droop

When you're old, your eyebrows are drooping

The lights are dim

The wind blows your message

This is the song in my heart

When I'm old, I wish I both

This song is sung to you."

The song Zhang Cheng found was When You Are Old, arranged by Zhao Zhao, and the original lyrics originated from the Irish poet Yeats, which is his innocent portrayal of the girlfriend he has always admired.

The atmosphere of the scene reached its peak for a while, perhaps because of their age, most of the students did not have much resonance, but those school leaders nodded with emotion.

In the shouts of thousands of calls, Zhang Cheng walked off the stage with his guitar on his back.

"Brother, it's so good to sing!" a classmate who helped backstage gave him a thumbs up.

Zhang Cheng Zhang Cheng nodded with a smile, "Thank you!"

"Great!"

When he walked from the stage to his own position, the people around him praised him as if he didn't want money.

For such praise, Zhang Cheng still has a little weakness in his heart in the end, after all, this is not something that really belongs to him in the final analysis.

Although he only sang two songs, Zhang Cheng's voice was a little unbearable, dry and a little painful.

It was only when I looked around that I realized that I didn't moisten my throat.

"Give. Just as Zhang Cheng was sitting there helplessly, a bottle of mineral water came into his sight.

"Thank you!" Zhang Cheng looked up, and it turned out to be Ye Ziqiu.

"That's a good singing!" Ye Ziqiu sat beside him without any scruples, not caring at all about the eyes of the other boys around him.

"Eh, thank you for the compliment!" Although Ye Ziqiu didn't care, Zhang Cheng was very uncomfortable to be looked at, at least he didn't have the ability to get used to being so noticed now.

"Why are you not used to it?" Ye Ziqiu saw the discomfort on Zhang Cheng's face, and looked at him with some amusement.

"Sort of. Zhang Chengzhi didn't hide it.

"Do you want to go out for a walk together?" Ye Ziqiu looked at Zhang Cheng with rolling eyes and issued such an invitation.

"Okay. Although he was a little surprised in his heart, Zhang Cheng nodded and followed Ye Ziqiu out.

Seeing the two biggest stars of this party leave the backstage one after the other, the rest of the people sit around in twos and whispers.

There are even some well-wishers who secretly take photos and prepare to upload them to campus forums.

In mid-September, the weather in Rongcheng gradually turned cooler, but there was still a hint of heat in the cool breeze, and Zhang Cheng and Ye Ziqiu walked on campus one after the other.

Because of the orientation party, there are few students wandering around the campus, which makes the originally lively and noisy campus become extremely quiet.

"Zhang Cheng, where are you from?" Ye Ziqiu, who was originally walking in front, suddenly stopped, turned around and asked.

"Oops!" Ye Ziqiu was bumped into by a black shadow as soon as he finished asking, and subconsciously took two steps back.

Don't think that the black shadow is Zhang Cheng, he has been a little absent-minded since he followed Ye Ziqiu on campus, who would have thought that Ye Ziqiu would suddenly stop, and it would be too late for him to react.

"Don't you look at it when you walk?" Ye Ziqiu looked at Zhang Cheng with wide eyes, and his hand kept rubbing the position he had just hit.

"Sorry, I didn't notice just now. Zhang Cheng looked at Ye Ziqiu apologetically, but when his eyes saw the part where Ye Ziqiu was rubbing, he shifted his gaze awkwardly and touched his nose, "That, what did you just ask me?"

Zhang Cheng's performance was naturally seen by Ye Ziqiu, she put down her hand with a red face, and then repeated the question just now: "I said where are you from?"

"People from Dingcheng. Zhang Cheng replied truthfully, but because he was worried that Ye Ziqiu didn't know the small county town, he added, "A small county town in Jiang Province. ”

"Oh, I've heard of it. Ye Ziqiu nodded, still walking in front of Zhang Cheng.

Zhang Cheng followed behind Ye Ziqiu, quietly looking at her delicate back, he felt that he would not feel tired even if he walked all night.

"Zhang Cheng, have you ever had any profound emotional experience?" Ye Ziqiu saw that Zhang Cheng had been silent, and asked again.

"Huh?" Zhang Cheng withdrew his admiring gaze and looked at Ye Ziqiu with a dull expression.

After all, this turn is a bit too sudden, the front foot asks you where you are, and the back foot asks you if you have any hard and unforgettable emotional experience, anyone will be this reaction?

"Ah, don't get me wrong, I'm just curious why you wrote back such lyrics?" Ye Ziqiu hurriedly explained when he saw that Zhang Cheng had some misunderstandings.

And he asked Zhang Cheng to come out and press the road to understand Zhang Cheng and the story behind the song he sang.

"No!" Zhang Cheng's head shook like a rattle

Perhaps, but this time he hasn't experienced it.

"How could it be, then how could you write such a word?" Ye Ziqiu obviously didn't believe Zhang Cheng.

To be able to write such lyrics, the emotional life must be very rich, Zhang Cheng is reluctant to admit that either he doesn't want to remember, or this song was not created by him.

But although she only knew about it for a few days, Ye Ziqiu still believed in Zhang Cheng's personality very much, so she didn't believe it so surely.

"Really, to put it bluntly, I'm a pseudo-literary youth, a little literary talent, and occasionally drag two sentences of literary crepe, which can't be put on the stage, and as for the lyrics of the song When You Are Old, it comes from Yeats. Zhang Cheng didn't pretend to be b, and said his details very bluntly.

As for the source of the second song, Zhang Chengdao did not hide it.

"Yeats, you mean the Irish poet?" Ye Ziqiu was obviously a learned man, and what came to mind when he heard Zhang Cheng say his name, "Is it addressed to Whenyouareold of Spear Degang?"

"Yes, that's it, I'm just translating it with a little touching. Zhang Cheng didn't expect Ye Ziqiu to immediately say the name and source of the poem.

"It's indeed a good poem!" Ye Ziqiu nodded and praised.

The two of them walked around the campus without saying a word, and the two of them who came and went also got acquainted with each other.

In the end, Zhang Cheng sent Ye Ziqiu to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory, Ye Ziqiu dragged her skirt and prepared to go upstairs, but as if she thought of something, she stopped and called Zhang Cheng, who was about to leave.

"Zhang Cheng!"

"Well, what's wrong?" Zhang Cheng turned his head to look at Ye Ziqiu who was standing at the door.

"Next time, next time!" Ye Ziqiu said with a stumbling face.

Zhang Cheng's pupils slowly widened, could it, could it be?

"Remember to call me senior sister next time!" Ye Ziqiu suddenly bared his teeth and shouted, while waving his fists demonstratively.

Damn! Zhang Cheng slapped his forehead with his right hand.

I knew it!