"Jiang Yan is mighty and domineering!"

"That's it, atmosphere!"

"Look at him in a few years! Haha, in a few years, compared to Jiang Yan, these people will be just a joke! ”

As soon as Jiang Yan's Weibo was released, many people who saw it changed their opinions about him.

Stinky hooligans? Stinky rascals have such a mind? To be able to say such a thing is a testament to the magnanimity!

After posting this Weibo, Jiang Yan closed Weibo.

Bear with him, let him, let him, avoid him, bear with him, respect him, ignore him, and stay for a few more years and look at him? Jiang Yan said this, if you want to take it seriously, you will be stupid!

The one who said this was found, not me Jiang Yan, my Jiang Yan is small-minded and holds grudges! Thinking like this, Jiang Yan opened the page of Music Fengyun.com. I searched for the singer's name and found Wen Wan's song.

After the press conference, Wen Wan uploaded her first song for the competition, and Jiang Yan saw that this was a song called "The Wind of Hometown".

clicked on the audition, I have to say that as a Qingyue-level singer, her gentle singing skills are still very good, plus this song is the hand of the famous songwriter Mr. Jin Wanhua. Even Jiang Yan has to say that this song is very good, but it is only very good.

In Jiang Yan's memory, there are many works of the same type that surpass this song, and there are some classics among them. But Jiang Yan didn't plan to use any classic song, but chose a relatively unpopular song. Many people may not have heard this song, but it does not prevent Jiang Yan from liking it and its own excellence.

After making up his mind, Jiang Yan began to write this song.

On the second day, it was still the same recording studio, and after a morning of recording, Jiang Yan completed the song "Old Dream".

Jiang Yan didn't think about whether he could surpass Wen Wan's "The Wind of Hometown", he just liked it and simply wanted more people to hear it, as for the competition with Wen Wan, he also had other songs.

When I got home, I spread the song to the music network. Soon, Jiang Yan found that the new song had passed the review. After that, Jiang Yan posted a Weibo.

"Jiang Yan's new song "Old Dream" has been uploaded to the music network, friends who like Jiang Yan can go to audition, thank you for your support!"

"It's a new song again! Wen Wan just released a song yesterday, and Jiang Yan released a new song the next day, this is the rhythm of the war! ”

"An old-fashioned song? Jiang Yan can still sing the ancient style! Sounds like a feeling! ”

"Nonsense upstairs, Jiang Yan can write poems, what's wrong with ancient style songs! Also, it sounds like +1! ”

Under Jiang Yan's Weibo, some people who have seen and listened to it have left messages.

At noon that day, Su Qing sat on the sofa after lunch and flipped through the photo album, which was full of photos of her and a boy, from childhood to adulthood, a full photo album. After flipping through it, Su Qing put down the photo album and looked into the distance through the window.

You okay?

Will you ever come back?

With a sigh, Su Qing turned on the computer and logged in to the music network. Since the website launched the "Memories" original song contest, Su Qing will come every day to try out if there is a song she likes.

Among them, she especially loves Jiang Yan's "Little".

The webpage opened, and I saw that the homepage recommendation was a song called "The Wind of Hometown", and the singer was Wen Wan. For Wen Wan, Su Qing knows that yesterday she also slandered a female singer of Jiang Yan, whom she likes very much, and her singing is not bad.

With curiosity, Su Qing clicked on the song. After listening to a song, I feel very good, the kind of memories about his hometown, about his hometown, Su Qing sounds quite feeling, but he always feels that something is missing.

Thinking like this, Su Qing swiped down the page. suddenly found that Jiang Yan, who he had followed, had released a new song.

With anticipation, Su Qing ordered the audition.

The music sounded, and in a faint sad atmosphere, Jiang Yan's singing voice sounded.

Old memories are like a window

If you push it open, it's hard to close it again

Who has stepped on a dead branch and whispered

Fireflies paint the incense of the painting screen

Only one word of lyrics, chanting and singing brought Su Qing into her memories. It seems that there is a picture of frolicking together as a child again, so happy.

Tired of playing, she sat on the stone pier and was distracted, and he approached quietly, carefully at his feet for fear that she would hear.

However, he didn't know that the soft sound of his feet stepping on the dead branches had already alarmed her. She pretended not to know, and cooperated to pretend to be frightened when he suddenly screamed behind his back! Seeing him laugh, she chased after him and hit him, laughing herself.

For whom to put a sleeve fragrant

The letterhead of the autumn leaves is affectionate

He said he would wander like that

to beautiful places

With the passage of time, she became slim, and he also changed from an immature child to a young man.

I thought the two of them would go on like this forever! Frolic together, play together, go to school together, and go home all the way together. Then, go to college together, work together, live together, get married, have children!

When she thinks of this, she can't help but blush. He asked her what was wrong, and she didn't say, just her face turned redder. The girl's heart, how can you guess it from a nerd?

I never thought that the separation would come so quickly, and on this day, the two walked silently along the stream. Suddenly, he looked into the distance, as if he had seen through layers of obstacles to the source of the stream.

"Say, 'Where does this brook come from?' Where will it go? ”

Regarding his literary and artistic questions, she smiled and said, "Of course it flows to the sea." The book says that all rivers return to the sea! ”

"The sea? Truth, go and see what it's like! As she said this, she noticed a glint in his eyes called idealism.

At that moment, she suddenly had a very heart-wrenching feeling!

Like, she's going to lose him.

Sure enough, the two spent less time together after that, and he seemed to be avoiding her.

After careful thinking, he finally found her and told her that he wanted to wander and see the prosperity of the world! Looking at the firmness in his eyes, she knew that she had finally lost him.

"Come back when you're tired outside, I'll wait for you!"

These were the last words she said when she saw him off. For his departure, she didn't cry or make trouble, just silently packed her bags for him and silently saw him off.

"Wait until I'll get back!" He hugged her and turned away.

The moment his figure disappeared in front of his eyes, all her strength was finally broken. Ignoring the strange eyes of passers-by, she squatted on the ground and hugged herself and cried into tears.

Whose voice sings softly, softly

Whose tears flowed quietly

Those years are all in the past

They snuggled up to each other and said they would face the wind and waves

In fact, when he was leaving, she thought about accompanying her, but then she dismissed the idea. He is going to wander, there are too many unknowns, and she follows, which will only become a burden to him.

They've all grown up! The vow that he had snuggled up to face all the storms together was finally shattered the moment he left.

It's a withered yellow place again

The maple leaves are red and full of autumn frost

In this old dream

Life is like a play

Who else is on the scene

The candle flame flickered softly

Who hesitates under the big red hijab

Tears of the flower and Eiki Hall

Set it aside

In the first year of his departure, he sat in the theater and watched his favorite play, watching her in the play wear a big red hijab and marry her wishful husband. It was supposed to be a happy ending, but somehow, she burst into tears in an instant.

Looking at the strange eyes around her, she tried to stop her tears, and wiped her face with both hands, but the tears still couldn't stop falling.

Memories play like a silent movie

Carve an inch of old time

He said he would wander like that

to beautiful places

Whose voice sings softly, softly

Whose tears flowed quietly

May a pair of birds fly

Even though he was crying and screaming behind him, he couldn't catch up

The year after he left, she never heard from him again. His whole person seemed to have evaporated from her world. That year, she knew, maybe, that she had really lost him and would never find him again.

Even if she cries into tears; Even if there was a chance to do it again, no matter how difficult it was, she would walk with him. But she knew she would never be able to keep up with him again!

Another year in the middle of July, the wind was cool

The slanting sun is getting shorter and shorter, and only the shadow is long

In this old dream

The sound of the lone oar echoed far away

Go to another country

oblivion

After listening to the song, she woke up from her memories for a long time. Feeling the coolness on his face, he reached out and wiped it, and the back of his hand immediately became wet.

Are you okay all these years?

I miss you, you know?

You don't know!

After wandering alone for so long, have you met someone who said that he would face the wind and waves with you and live with you? If there was, how I wish that person was me.

"I feel that Jiang Yan's song is like tailor-made for me, and the whole song sounds like telling the story I have experienced!" After downloading the song, Su Qing made her own comment.

"Listening to this song, my mind reminisced about the past, and it took me a long time to regain my consciousness after the song was played. When I woke up, I felt a cool feeling on my face, and I realized that I had cried and put on makeup!

Now I remember that he said that he was going to wander the world, and I regret that I didn't follow him all over the world as my home! Now that I have lost news of him, I don't know if I will see him again.

Thank you Jiang Yan for making me cry indulgently, and let me remember you again! ”

Regarding Su Qing's comment, Jiang Yan saw it and remembered it!

That's what he wants.

Maybe this song wasn't popular enough in a previous life, maybe many people haven't heard of him. But Jiang Yan still came up with such a song. He wants more people to hear about it and let more people know its story.

With countless memories of his previous life, Jiang Yan knew that he couldn't take them all out, and he didn't have that much time. But he knows that what he can do is to come up with the right works at the right time, so that these things that should be circulated can be recognized by more people.

one's own existence should not be just a porter of culture and a thief of works. It is to become a disseminator of culture, and to let more people know more works that they think are good.

This is Jiang Yan's true thoughts, the persistence of a bastard!