"Can you write a song like that? I'm looking forward to it. Joanna said expectantly.

Fu Yao smiled, and then said: "Actually, I have already written this song, but it just so happens that your online name is Bai Hualin, I will take it out and talk about it, I am talking about the idea of creating songs, this kind of thinking is actually a set of stories, many things, once there is a story, it can undergo qualitative changes, it is suitable for creating songs, can you understand when I say this?" ”

Fu Yao introduced the story of the birch forest, in fact, to tell Joanna that giving things a story is a rigid routine, a method.

After listening to Fu Yao's explanation, Joanna couldn't help but nodded, he found that what Fu Yao said was not true at all, if a thing is endowed with a touching story, then it will become different and creative.

The reason why songs such as "The Sea" and "Once You" sung by Fu Yao before are so popular is because everyone can find their own shadow from these songs, which is a higher creative technique, but they still haven't left what Fu Yao said, storytelling.

It is precisely because of the storytelling that everyone unconsciously substitutes into it, so that they feel a lot of their own shadows in the song.

"Then can you sing me the song "Birch Forest" you composed?" Joanna said in a pleading tone, "Please sing it to me anyway, or I won't be able to sleep today." ”

looked at the time, it was already nine o'clock, and Gao Xiang's snoring next door was low, it was impossible to sing in the house, but feeling Joanna's sincere attitude, Fu Yao also had the heart to sing this song "Birch Forest".

It's a song he loves very much.

"I'll give you my mobile phone number, you call me, I'll go to the beach and sing it to you, Shoko is asleep." Fu Yao said to Joanna.

"Okay, no problem!" Joanna said excitedly.

Getting Fu Yao's mobile phone number was a surprise.

After turning off the PP software, Fu Yao came outside the house with his guitar, his residence was very close to the seaside, and he came to the beach in three or two minutes, just at low tide, and many reefs were exposed in a large area.

I found a relatively flat reef and sat on it, and the phone rang, and the unfamiliar number, needless to say, must be Joanna.

"Hello? Anna? After Fu Yao answered the phone, he asked tentatively.

"It's me, Axe, have you been to the beach?" Joanna asked over the phone.

"I'm less than thirty meters away from the beach, of course I'm here, are you ready, I'm on the phone, I'm on speakerphone, if you're ready, I'll sing quickly, and after singing, I'll go back to sleep, there are mosquitoes outside." Fu Yao was a little anxious.

He is not false at all, there are especially many mosquitoes on the beach, and the mosquitoes here are different from the mosquitoes in the downtown area, the mosquitoes on the beach are usually larger, darker in color, and it is not fatal to suck blood, as long as it bites you, it will not go without drinking in one breath, so basically the mosquitoes that bite people will be killed, but this mosquito is vicious, even if you kill it, it has already given you a skew as a souvenir, the big bag, the size of a pigeon egg.

"Haha, then you start singing, I'm ready, don't let you be bitten all over the face tomorrow, I can't afford it." Joanna teased with a smile on the other end of the phone.

Fu Yao wasn't going to talk nonsense, plucked the strings twice, looked for a feeling, and began to play.

The low guitar sound remembered, listening to the sea breeze, Fu Yao suddenly felt an inexplicable tranquility, and his heart, somehow, seemed to be blown in by the wind, there was a trace of astringent coolness.

"The quiet village is covered with white snow,

Doves fly under the hazy sky,

The birch tree is engraved with those two names,

They swore to love each other for the rest of their lives. ”

Fu Yao's low, hoarse and magnetic voice sounded, and he sang these four simple narrative lyrics gently, the rhythm was slow but exciting, gently, slowly, and every time it gently hit the human heart.

That's how Joanna feels.

Just this short part of singing made her fascinated.

First of all, the tune of this song is the style of standard Soviet folk songs, this style of music, coupled with Fu Yao's hoarse and low magnetic voice, plus this kind of narrative lyrics, it seems that Fu Yao is telling a story.

In this way, it is easy to capture your heart, so that you unconsciously pay attention to the lyrics and see what kind of story the song tells.

With a hint of obsession in her eyes, Joanna held the phone in front of her, with a subtle smile on her face, quietly listening to the singing voice coming from the phone that was not loud but had good sound quality.

"One day the flames of war burned to my hometown,

The young man took up his gun and ran to the frontier,

You don't have to worry about me, sweetheart,

Waiting for me to come back, in that birch forest~

The sky is still overcast and there are still pigeons flying,

Who will prove those love and life without a tombstone~~

The snow is still falling, and the village is still peaceful,

Young people, disappear in the birch forest~~"

This paragraph tells the story of the male protagonist in order to protect his homeland, picked up a steel gun to defend the frontier, and a pair of lovers separated, but the male protagonist promised that he would definitely come back alive, and the place where the two met again was this birch forest.

It's like an old film lens, switching pictures one by one, Joanna's eyes seem to have that scene, the young man and the girl snuggled up under the birch tree, the girl buried her head in the young man's chest, her hands tightly hugged the young man's waist, the young man stroked the girl's long hair, kept whispering in the girl's ear, and asked her not to worry, he would definitely come back alive.

Such a scene of lovers separating is more prominent in the big scene of war, and it is more able to capture people's hearts.

People who don't know this story will suddenly be uplifted, they need to know, in the end, did the young man come back? Do you have a lover who will eventually become a family?

In fact, just by hearing the melody of this song and the ending lyrics of this paragraph, that is, the chorus, you know that the ending of this story will not be so beautiful.

Joanna's heart is very complicated now, she is listening to this song with some appreciation, with some obsession, and even more with some sadness, she has been completely moved by this song, this story, she fell into it.

"The bad news came that afternoon,

My sweetheart died on the battlefield in the distance~~

She silently came to the birch forest,

Those who want to wear are there every day~

He said he was just lost in the distance,

He will definitely come back and come to this birch forest~~"

When Fu Yao sang this paragraph with strong emotion and in a voice that seemed to be magical, Joanna's tears unconsciously burst out of her eyes......