"The evening star is like your eyes that kill and set fire,"

"You didn't say anything, the wild wind disturbed me."

Wu Bai played the guitar and sang two more sentences.

At this time, with Wu Bai's live composition, a circle of people rose around Wu Bai.

Many people have heard the story of the strange old man before.

I'm also looking forward to what kind of song Wu Bai will write for the weird old man!

Xiao Chen: "Why does this evening star sound creepy." Not romantic at all. ”

In fact, when he was writing these two sentences just now, Wu Bai thought about it for a long time.

Wu Bai: "The stars in the night sky at night are like a girl's eyes. It always reminds people of girls. I even remembered the fire that sent the girl away. The murderer could not be found, so he could only blame the stars in the sky for coveting the beauty of the world and sending down this fire. ”

A word that woke everyone up.

"Absolutely!" Xiao Chen exclaimed.

"Written like this, the old man's resentment has nowhere to vent vividly and vividly." Xiao Wu commented on the side.

Wu Bai is really awesome.

The sadness of the old man's heart, which has nowhere to blame, is expressed.

It made the people who listened feel even more sorry for this strange old man.

At this time, Professor Zhu, a linguist in the crowd, also spoke: "The word "wild wind" is used well. ”

"Oh? How do you say that? Professor Zhu, please explain. Xiao Chen was puzzled.

But Professor Zhu is a well-known Chinese Chinese linguist.

What he has certified, everyone finds more convincing.

"The wild character embodies the impoliteness of the evening breeze. Didn't understand my grief at this time. How can you disturb me from my beautiful fantasy back to this cruel reality of losing you. Professor Zhu applauded again and again as he explained.

Wu Bai: "Yes, Professor Zhu explained it correctly. That's why the evening breeze is written as the wild wind. ”

Wu Bai deeply felt a kind of sympathy for a bosom friend in the mountains and flowing waters.

"That's too strong, isn't it? I think this melody is good enough. I didn't expect the lyrics to be so exquisite. After the interpretation of so many lyrics in the past, Xiao Chen admired Wu Bai so much.

Xiao Wu: "Yes, I think the guitar song I talked about is good to hum." I didn't expect that every sentence of the lyrics was worth scrutinizing. ”

"Compared to other plain lyrics, it's a lot better." The strange old man's dance partners also sighed.

At this time, Grandma Zhang also came over.

"Wu Bai, you're too strong. I wrote a song on the spot. "Grandma Zhang, don't mention how proud she is.

"Grandma Zhang, you've missed a few sentences! Every sentence is impeccable! People all the way pulled Grandma Zhang and said.

"Yes, Wu Bai wrote a song for Uncle Zhang this time." The dance partners of the weird old man inform Grandma Zhang.

Uncle Zhang.

This withdrawn little old man.

But it's also a poor man.

It hasn't come out in decades.

Before, Grandma Zhang also wanted to introduce his wife to Uncle Zhang, hoping that someone could take care of him.

As a result, he was blasted out of the house by Uncle Zhang.

He's also an emotionally stubborn person.

Immediately, Grandma Zhang also sat down.

Together with everyone, I am looking forward to Wu Bai's next songs.

Wu Bai plucked the guitar.

"Three thousand miles, I met you by chance;

In the garden, there are skirts dancing;

At the bottom of the light, shaking off the morning light, in the Mohe Dance Hall in 1980"

When the strange old man heard this, he took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

I met you at the age of flowers.

The dancing posture of the girl is mesmerizing.

What a fond memory it was in 1980, before that fire.

At that time, I could dance with you every day in the Mohe Dance Hall.

When you are tired of dancing, I will sit on the sidelines and watch you quietly.

What a good time, and I don't want to interrupt this memory at all.

But this beauty stopped in that fire.

See the reaction of the weird old man.

The heartache of everyone is irrepressible with the sadness of the music.

At the same time, the passers-by who were beside the other half of the person held the other person's hand one after another.

We must cherish our hard-won happiness.

Don't get too caught up in the trivialities.

There are examples of living love that cannot be loved.

Being together is a gift from God, and we should cherish it.

"If you had time, would you come and see me, see how the snow ages, how my eyes melt"

Under the playing of the guitar, the atmosphere of loneliness renders the audience.

It is precisely the impossible thing that reflects the powerless thoughts in the old man's heart.

"How does heavy snow age? Your eyes won't melt, will you... Did Wu Bai sing it wrong? Grandma Zhang was a little puzzled.

Everyone who had just heard this sentence was also a little stunned when they were asked by Grandma Zhang at this time.

At first, I was attracted by the first two lyrics and sad tunes, but I didn't taste this sentence carefully.

Don't wait for Wu Bai to explain.

Uncle Qin, a famous lyricist in the crowd, walked out.

"I think it's been too long to miss those eyes that longed to see you again. I've waited for old age. Deep longing turned into tears in this snowy desert river. Doesn't it just melt in the eyes? ”

Wu Bai nodded.

The most gratifying thing for lyricists and composers is to be able to find people who have a common understanding.

Having met Professor Zhu and Uncle Qin today, Wu Bai is very happy!

"Oh my God, the words are so exquisite." Xiao Chen was full of praise.

Uncle Qin: "Wu Bai, is this really improvisation?" Every sentence can stand up to scrutiny, and after some analysis, I feel that every sentence has a deep meaning. ”

Wu Bai: "Yes. After listening to Uncle Zhang's story in the evening, I was deeply moved, so I temporarily borrowed a guitar and wanted to write a song. ”

"It's worthy of our big Wu Bai!"

"You can beat a lot of singers with just creation!"

"Stars who say they will spend 2-3 years writing albums can really make excuses."

"Not everyone has this talent."

"Wu Bai's fame is really an inevitable result!"

Wu Bai continued to play.

"If you see me,"

"Please turn around and be surprised".

The strange old man lay on the table and wept silently.

"Hey, what a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks." Passers-by sighed.

"Although it is impossible to do things. But just a few sentences of portrayal, you can already feel the vicissitudes of the old man's old age. The black hair has turned gray. I want to see my lover, but I'm afraid of being seen embarrassed. It's sad. Xiao Chen has explained the previous times, and this time he has been able to understand the connotation behind the lyrics.

The audience sighed.

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The whole song, the tune is sad.

There is not a single word that directly expresses longing.

But the feelings of longing throughout the song are interspersed in each lyric.

After listening to this, everyone's hearts were like a stone.

It makes people breathless.

The weird old man had long been crying.

It's what you think and feel, that's right!

Under the rendering of music, it seems even more lonely.

Uncle Qin also patted the weird old man's back, and the old man's unswerving commitment to love made him admire.