Chapter 29 A song is a song that captivates the country
It was night, the lights were on, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce.
The autumn cicadas sang hoarsely, singing and crying out the last natural sound. Until the end of life is a perfect end......
--- on Wangfu Street, "want to live in"---
It was dark at the moment, and the first to second floors were pitch black; Only the candle on the guest's table shines a little brightly, revealing a different mood and confusion.
The dim vision was obstructed by the light, and only a few bright yellows could be seen on the guest table in the distance; A huge hanging stage in the shape of a huge lotus flower in the air.
Suddenly, the music starts and the lights come on!
From all directions, the slightest light was lit up from all directions, full of colors, reflecting the whole house, which was charming!
There are also eight blue beams of light that are projected from the beams on the fourth floor at the top, which should be on the white lacquered lotus platform; Intertwined and flickering, dyed with a touch of fantasy.
People were amazed!
In the interplay of light and shadow, the originally quiet room suddenly erupted into cheers, accompanied by strange music resounding through the beams; The diners who had been waiting for a long time were also excited, looking forward to the independent black shadow on the stage to quickly show the true face of Lushan and start the performance, so that they could have a glimpse.
Because they all know: tonight there will be a well-known "natural fairy" on the rivers and lakes - 'Concubine Like Snow' will perform on stage!
It is precisely because I have already received the news that the stage at this moment will be full.
"+※○-......" There was a sudden sound of music that people couldn't understand, which shocked everyone's confused attention. They all fell silent and listened quietly.
The venue was suddenly silent~~
At this moment, a round white beam of light fell from the roof, hitting the back of the woman who was crouching on the stage, and a soft light flashed.
"A swarm of bloodthirsty ants, attracted by carrion,
I look at the lonely landscape with a blank face,
Losing you, love and hate begin to be clear,
What else is there to care about without you,
When the dove no longer symbolizes peace,
I was finally reminded,
The vultures are fed in the square,
I rhyme with a nice one,
Describe the love that has been plundered. ”
The woman hummed along to the music and gradually stood up. Although the body is petite, it is exquisite and beautiful, like an independent immortal!
The face is covered with a veil of innocence, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that are flowing in anticipation; His eyes were not focused, he just looked into the distance casually.
"Ah~, the dark clouds are beginning to obscure, and the night is not clean,
In the park, the echoes of the funeral, flying in the sky,
To yours, white roses,
Withering in pure black,
The crow was strangely quiet on the branches,
Listen quietly, my black coat,
I want to warm you, the memories that are getting colder,
Walked, walked, life! ”
The woman continued to sing, and when the interest came, she would also be in the ** place with beautiful eyes and burst out with passion; In the circulation, "take a look at the city" in an instant!
"Ah~, there is a fog all around,
I'm in the empty cemetery,
I still love you when I get old, and I play Chopard's nocturne for you,
In memory of my dead love,
The sound is like the night wind, and the heartbreak is very good,
The hand is very light on the keyboard,
I give the thoughts very carefully,
The place where you are buried is called the Netherworld,
Play Chopard's nocturne for you,
In memory of my dead love,
And I will be incognito for you, playing the piano in the moonlight,
Sensing your heartbeat,
Still so warm and close, missing your bright red lip prints,
The dragonflies with broken wings are scattered in this forest,
And my eyes, without the slightest sympathy,
Losing you, tears are cloudy, losing you, I even have a shadow on my smile,
The wind on the mossy roof,
Laugh at my sadness,
Like a dry well without water,
I use poignant fonts,
Depicting the love that regrets it,
Play Chopard's nocturne for you,
In memory of my dead love,
Like the sound of the night wind,
The heartbreak sounds good, the hand is very light on the keyboard, and the thoughts I give are very careful,
The place where you are buried is called the Netherworld, and Chopin's nocturne is played for you,
In memory of my dead love,
And I will be incognito for you, playing the piano in the moonlight,
The feeling of your heartbeat is still so warm and close, and I miss your bright red lip prints,
A swarm of bloodthirsty ants, attracted to carrion,
I'm expressionless, looking at the lonely landscape, losing you, love and hate begin to be clear,
What else is there to care about without you,
When the dove no longer symbolizes peace,
I was finally reminded ......"
I don't know how long it has been, and the people on the stage have dispersed, and the Yiren have left early and are missing; The audience was still as quiet as death.
After a long time~, a thunderous applause and cheers erupted.
Until the hour ~~
When the hotel is closed, people are reluctant to leave in the unfinished and unbelievable!
When he left, he was still muttering something.
……
Time continues to pass like flowing water.
In the past few days, the people who have eaten the opening dinner of "Want to Accommodate Home" have begun to become unstable and have made a sensational publicity! The streets and alleys are full of tireless talking.
In the end, the song "Nocturne" of "Concubine Like Snow" suddenly became a household name and became famous all over the country!
It has become a topic of conversation after dinner, and it has been full of public opinion in the surprise and admiration of everyone and disbelief.
Thus, a song will fall into the city, and then the country will fall!
Perhaps, only the lingering sound that is still left behind echoes in the air of "wanting to live". Witness what happened here......