Chapter 605

"When the passion burns in my chest, suddenly the past comes to my mind, and those grandfather's exhortations are always in my heart. A long time ago, I made up my mind that when life came quietly, I would raise my glass to pay homage to the simple life

There was no music, no melody, just the deafening applause of the whole audience as accompaniment. Lan Li sang in a clear voice. The simple lyrics were like a narrative poem. The poetry and moving during the lingering period were like a flowing stream, clear and translucent, and even the round pebbles below, The sound of Ding Dong is cold and refreshing, humming the most beautiful melody in the world.

Caught unprepared, caught unprepared again, tears burst the dike again. This is the grandfather's story, this is the child's story; This is the story of the old, this is the story of youth; This is the story of ordinary people, this is the story of dreamers. This is the story of everyone in the Pioneer Village.

George Slade was in tears. His nose and tears were all falling down. He was in a mess, but he ignored them. He just looked at blue Li on the stage with blurred eyes. That's why he likes lanli. His unswerving heart is simple but pure, simple and sincere. In that simple melody, there is a tenacious and powerful force hidden.

This "simple life" is insignificant in the album. It can't be compared with the poetic and far-reaching songs of "Cleopatra" and "my bones". However, under the interpretation of lanli, the plain melody burst out with unimaginable emotion, and Tagore's poem suddenly came to mind, "one night, I burned all my memories, and then my dream became transparent; One morning, I throw away all yesterday, and my steps are light

George didn't suppress himself any more. He just let his tears break the bank completely, but the smile at the corner of his mouth outlined it wantonly, wildly and openly. He is glad that he has made this album persistently, that he has entrusted all his trust to this young man, and that Don Quixote has been released successfully. He doesn't care about the sales volume, awards or profits. Life is so simple that he can either live or live like a zombie. He chose the former.

So George raised his hands, high up, high up, and hit the cheerful and exuberant rhythm again, "pa! Pop! Bang The palm was in a dull pain, with abnormal red color, and even numb because of too much force, but he didn't care. He just hit hard and madly.

To life!

The faint sound is not obvious in the uniform rhythm, but the power hidden in the heart is so tenacious and sharp, breaking the shackles of layers, struggling out and roaring wildly, and then the applause is bigger and bigger, stronger and fiercer, setting off a new wave of wind and waves.

Lanli's slender fingertips brushed on the guitar string fiercely, the melody burst again, and the tone went up to a higher level. Lanli sang loudly, without any restraint or depression, and sang wantonly, "a long time ago, I made up my mind to live like my grandfather, through the heavy rain and snow, through the wind and cold, this is my simple life; No matter rich or poor, old or young, they all hang on the thin red line. At the end of my life, someone whispers. This is my simple life. "

Everyone, everyone, could not bear to sing together, "Oh, this is the simple life I have."

After the melody reached its peak, a gentle sweep of the string seemed to stay in the air, and suddenly stopped. Time and space suddenly stopped. Then we saw a shallow arc in the corner of lanli's mouth, bright and warm, singing softly, "this is the simple life I have."

Song, that's it; Applause, that's it. The rest is painted by everyone together, so tacit understanding.

Time and space instantly unsealed, crash, stay in the air of the heart began to fall freely, falling faster and faster, faster and faster, the wind of hunting constantly hit the eardrum, just as everyone thought, fear and panic will drown themselves, but instead of stimulation and pleasure, so, scream and roar began to release wantonly.

"Ah! Ah, ah

After shouting out, the kind of carefree, the kind of wanton, the kind of crazy, let everyone forget themselves, so, the cry is more and more loud, "ah

In the Pioneer Village, shouts constantly hit the old walls, and even the whole building could be heard moaning in pain; Outside the Pioneer Village, the shouts are like the lights on the top of the Empire State Building, penetrating layers of fog, clouds and darkness, making the whole sky bright, just like the bat lights calling Batman to appear. In an instant, they draw the whole sight of Manhattan Island and announce the existence of these "don Quixotes".

Standing in the center of the stage, Lan Li could feel the surging emotion, even more comfortable than he had just experienced a sauna. The smile at the corner of his mouth bloomed like this, and he also followed everyone and yelled, "ah!" The hardship of the last life, the hardship of this life, all the emotions are released without any cover.

I yelled until I was exhausted, until my head was short of oxygen, until I had difficulty breathing, and then I stopped. The smile was so big and outlined. This is the magic of music.

"Thank you." The first sentence of Lan Li's speech is the most real feeling in his heart. He not only thanks for your accompaniment, but also for your presence, and even more for your sincere and pure heart. Heavily breathed out a breath, Lan Li decided to skip the dialogue, "hoo, then followed by the second song, to see how many people have listened to the scene."

This simple sentence, but with ridicule“ Don Quixote ", this is an album far away from the mainstream of the market. The song" simple life "just now is extremely strange, even Timothy didn't react for a moment. Now, when Lan Li said this, he obviously meant something.

Lanli lowered his head and quickly sketched the strings. The scream on the scene immediately began to get out of control. It was just the prelude of the first eight beat. The excitement, the emotion and the joy were boiling uncontrollably. Before they could get out of the excitement of "simple life", they fell into the happiness of "Cleopatra".

Yes, the second performance of Langley is "Cleopatra", which is full of sadness, irony and Pathetique. It makes countless people understand the melody of folk songs for the first time, and it makes them really fall in love with Langley hall. Happiness comes too fast and too fierce to be prevented.

Timothy doesn't know why, of course, he has heard "Cleopatra", which is the first song of the whole album, but he doesn't understand the meaning of the live commotion. Is there anything he missed? Timothy suddenly regrets that he seems to have missed a lot of things, just because he didn't investigate the background of Langley hall.

Turning his head, Timothy saw that not far away hope had been in tears, but the light of happiness would not lie. The embarrassed and fragile face, gently lifted up to meet the weak light of the stage, staring at the center of the blue Li, who is dedicated to playing the guitar, the focus of the line of sight seems to fill the world.

Timothy looked over reflexively and followed hope's eyes to find lenley. A simple white shirt, a pair of washed pale blue jeans, a pair of dirty white skateboarding shoes, no extra dress, curly golden brown short hair, even a little messy, sweat wet broken hair, become a mess, but this simple and simple dress, but has the power of a black hole, Hold all eyes firmly in the palm of your hand.

He likes this kind of Langley. He couldn't remember how long he had not met such a singer, just like Jason mayez.

Jason just focused on his performance, wandering among bars, like a bard, wandering and singing. But even Jason had to compromise with reality. His music began to become popular and commercial. He began to appear on major radio stations to publicize. He began to hold tour concerts. It's not that it's bad. In fact, Jason's music is still a rare popular ballad, and its quality is still very good. However, it lacks the amazing soul of that year.

Timothy won't blame Jason, let alone hate him. But he listened to the albums before "I'm yours" all day and all night, remembering the lost soul forever. But in front of him, Lan Li was so pure, even more pure than Jason——

No publicity, no news, no business, no packaging. It's like a crystal that can be seen through at a glance, but it reflects the ever-changing light into moving colors.

Imagine that he saw "speed and passion 5", but did not know that "Don Quixote" was sung by Langley; He has heard the whole "Don Quixote" album countless times, but has not seen any promotion, even the purchase channel is so rare. Lanli has a thousand and ten thousand ways to promote the album, hype the news and add more light to himself, but he doesn't. Nothing there?

It's all about music. It's only about music. Such pure music is so beautiful that he only wants to keep it for himself, selfishly and unwilling to tell others, for fear that the more people know about it, it will change, become commercial, vulgar and cheap; But he also worried that his selfishness would make him in trouble. Maybe this kind of music is the best. This is the only one.

Life is always so, so simple, but so complex.

Looking at the young man on the stage who focused on singing but only knew how to sing, his eyes became warm again, and a clear and hoarse voice came from his ear, "the only gift God has given me is a life and a divorce, but I read the play book, and the costumes are just right, so I will play my role well."

Timothy raised his hands high and worshipped, but involuntarily, with tears streaming down his face.