53_53543The past is not reminiscent, like a dream, like smoke, ethereal without a trace, which makes people rise with infinite emotion!

Whether it is the innocent emotion when you are young, or the dream that is buried deep in the bottom of people's hearts, it is difficult to go through the destruction of time, it is difficult to bear the wear and tear of personnel, or completely left behind, or buried deep in the bottom of the heart, if it is not mentioned in this song, many people do not want to touch the emotions that they once had in their hearts.

Even when many people hear this song, there is an inexplicable emotion in their hearts, it seems that the scar they left in their hearts has been torn apart by blood, but what flows out is not blood, but the fear in their hearts!

The uneasiness in my heart, the hesitation in my heart, was torn out!

It's that when the hair is gray, maybe some things in the heart can be calmed down and can be faced peacefully, otherwise many people are unwilling to face the vows they made back then but have not been fulfilled or even forgotten!

At this moment, either ashamed or ashamed, the live studio hall was filled with a thick and extremely depressed atmosphere, some people's breathing was rapid because of this, some people's eyes flashed with guilt or infinite regret, of course, some people showed anger because of this, they were either themselves, or others failed to live up to the oath.

Of course, in the process of pursuing their dreams, some people retreat for one reason or another, and become a deep regret now.

It was the message that many people were sending because of this song. and the thoughts that were stirred up by the emotions that were integrated, so that they were already a little restless, and it was difficult to suppress the irritability in their hearts. Li Minghui's overflowing tone finally landed on the ground safely, as if there was a big stone in everyone's hearts and fell to the ground!

And at this moment, Li Minghui raised his head high, took a few deep breaths, and was stunned in the eyes of countless audiences. After a sudden pause for a full ten seconds-

Suddenly, as if he was about to grit his teeth, he spat out two voices heavily. These two voices were so heavy that many audience members were dumbfounded, and under this sudden accent, it seemed that their hearts were beaten by the big drum. Suddenly I was shocked!

"Youth-!!"

"Like a rushing river, I can't come back and say goodbye, only the numb me is left without the blood of the year-

Look at the flowers floating in the sky, withering in the most beautiful moments, who will remember that she has been to this world......"

If it is said that because of the previous song, the audience who has been in their minds for a long time and recalls the past is still struggling between reality and ideals!

So at this moment, Li Minghui is high-pitched. The non-stop singing is a merciless point out of reality, and it pierces people almost instantly. Many people were completely paralyzed all of a sudden, sitting heavily in their chairs, their eyes glazed and scattered, and they were silent for a long time......

In the blink of an eye, many years have passed with joys and sorrows, and the young people who once aspired to the Quartet envied Yan, who flew south, and their figures rushed away from each other. Where is the future ordinary... Yes... Who gave me the answer......

The audience seemed to be numb at the moment, and they were sung one after another. is already completely defeated, they can only let Li Minghui's singing, control their feelings, follow Li Minghui to evoke more memories, more sentimentality, irrepressible sourness and helplessness, accompanied by the sound of the guitar, wandering in infinite memories, that kind of love, with Li Minghui's voice, just like this magnificent wanton surging in the chest......

"The people who accompanied me then, where are you now, the people I once loved, what are you like now

Did you get your wish? Do you have to pay tribute now? Let the years dry and the ideal can no longer find the real me.

Looking up at the starry sky, the one that accompanied me at that time, do you still remember the story here......

Life is like a ruthless carving knife, changing our appearance, will it wither before it blooms, I have had a dream-"

Li Minghui's singing voice suddenly became high-pitched, it seemed to be like a sharp knife, directly stabbing into the hearts of all the audience, at this moment he was like a ghost who was urging his life, and the rapid singing did not stop at all, and there was no buffer.

It is like a clarion call for a charge, with what seems to be some kind of inexplicable mission, rapid and high, without a quarter of an hour's stop, this large section of lyrics, sentence after sentence, one after another, one after another, continuous hammering, and even heavy blows in the hearts of the audience, the meaning of the lyrics, and the emotion, seems to have become a tactful telling, but has become unscrupulous, as if there is a roar in the ears, in the sharpest, most direct, most simple and rough language, is torturing the hearts of the audience, and is directly roaring and whipping them, what about your dreams......

The pictures that have long been abandoned by them are vividly and vividly appearing in front of their eyes, as if they were yesterday, clearly visible, and their hearts are also involuntarily their original choices, the memory is clearly visible, there is such a clear appearance in front of them, some viewers, is already a little nervous, but also a little restless, their expressions at the moment are full of pain, many people are even more powerless to close their eyes, it seems that as long as they close their eyes, Then you won't see Li Minghui sitting in the corner of the stage, with extremely sharp eyes, and hear his inner voice!

It's just that no matter how they dodge, it's all in vain, and the song passes through their hearts so clearly, and those things that can't be forgotten, or the things that they have consciously forgotten for a long time, have just emerged clearly, and they can't forget it anymore!

Many people's brains are completely blank, their breathing is short, they feel as if they are about to suffocate in pain, their thoughts are constantly drifting, hovering between ideals and reality, constantly hitting fiercely, and they can't stop for a long time............

And when Li Minghui sang again, and the part of the chorus sounded, some of the audience was already full of powerlessness, they couldn't stand it anymore, they had completely suppressed, and the ups and downs came together, and all kinds of past events seemed to be afraid of impacting their hearts, and many people's faces were already full of tears, and their eyes were full of tears, allowing tears to flow across their faces......

"Youth is like a rushing river, I can't come back and say goodbye, only the numb I am left without the blood of the year......

Look at the flowers that float in the sky, withering at the most beautiful moments...... Did you get your wish? Do you have to pay tribute now? Let the years dry and the ideal can no longer find the real me...... Do you remember the story here......

At this moment, it seems that there is nothing else in the whole world, only Li Minghui's voice full of domination, in this empty but full of people's studio live hall, unscrupulously sounded, the whole world seemed to be quiet, for fear of disturbing his singing......

It seemed like a second, or it seemed to be as long as a century, and Li Minghui's voice finally slowly weakened, and the high-pitched march gradually lowered, as if it was a voice, muttering in his ears: "...... If there is a tomorrow, bless your dear ......"

At this moment, backstage, in the player's rest area, Li Qianyao looked at the playback screen, covered her mouth, her face trembled slightly, her eyes were red, and she seemed to hear the crying sound of the audience in her ears......

And she herself cried like a tearful person, and it seemed that she also had such a memory, a memory that she didn't want to be mentioned......

In the live studio hall, on the stage, the neon lights have dimmed, and only a faint light hits Li Minghui, who is holding a guitar in his hand, wearing jeans, and painting a plaid shirt.

At this moment, the tears of countless people have not dried, and many people have red eyes, even Su Ling, the girl who is at least careless, has red eyes at the moment, and her cousin Su Qi next to her has already cried with red and swollen eyes............

Li Minghui's heart is also constantly ups and downs, his heart is definitely not so calm on the surface, in the previous years, Beipiao's life, as well as the previous college days, all with the memories of his youth, but also with his most beautiful and innocent feelings, of course, this qiē, with the graduation of college, and like glass, crisp cracked!

In the days of Beipiao, whenever it was quiet in the dead of night, I could only use the most ignorant and vulgar things to play over and over again, numbing myself......

Before him, he didn't get the rest of him, and the bumpy journey of more than 20 years came out irrepressibly from the depths of his memory.

Those feelings that have accumulated for many years are not only helpless and frustrated about the future, but also indignant and resentful about the injustice of the world, and more importantly, guilty and sorry for their families... Accompanied by the pictures in his mind that he hadn't thought of for a long time, they came one after another.

He clearly remembered that in those days, in the days of Beipiao, the reason why he didn't go home, with the salary that was so low in the eyes of many people that it was already cheap, but he was willing to stay in the imperial capital, what was the profound reason, it was that he was escaping, it was he hiding from his heart.

Otherwise, when he returns to his hometown, he can be far better, but ......

closed his eyes, unwilling to open them for a long time, his face looked indifferent, but when he opened his eyes, a tear crossed the corner of his eye...... (To be continued).