Chapter 1001

Standing in the center of the stage, watching the turbulent and noisy crowd in front of us, filling the whole Rockefeller square, and along the surrounding streets, radiating all the way out, like a vast ocean. At this moment, the world is so big, but so small, as if standing in the center of the universe.

"I have an agreement with Heather not to give up." The smile on the corner of lanli's mouth rose, just like the bud on the top of the tree, embracing the spring sunshine, quietly blooming.

They have agreed to each other, she will not give up her dream, he will not give up his; She will not give up fighting and efforts, and he will not give up to move on; She will not give up the meaning of life, he will not give up the pursuit of hope. This is not only the secret between Heather and lanli, but also the secret between chujiashu and lanli, a secret that transcends time and space.

"Heather kept her promise, and now it's my turn." Lan Li chuckled and said in a light voice. The light sadness slowly settled down in his heart and picked up the hope of life again. "So, I stand here and realize my promise. Heather cross is a friend of mine. I don't think anyone knows her except me; But I hope that she can be a start, a start for more people to pay attention to ALS. "

He opened his mouth slightly, and Lan Li tried to say something more, but his words were too weak to express his inner feelings; He was in a bit of a mess.

So, lanli turned to the sofa, picked up the guitar, sat down on the high stool, and meticulously adjusted the height of the microphone stand and the strings. The unprecedented concentration made the whole Rockefeller square quiet, silent, and even the sunlight slowed down, As if you can hear the sound of time flowing.

The whole world, it's all quiet.

The slender fingertips gently outline the strings, without extra accompaniment. Just relying on a guitar, the clear and transparent string sound is like a dingdong spring. Walking through the heat and agitation of midsummer, it seems that you can see one by one runes flapping their wings, flying up and down between the staff of the golden sun spectrum, light and powerful hitting on the chest, There was a dull noise.

Gentle and quiet melody, so strange, never heard of strange; But it's so moving. The warmth and sadness are flying in the fingertips. Inexplicably, the tip of the tongue on a faint sour, like falling stones in the lake, rippled gently, slowly, slowly spread.

"Should I stay, any hint, or did I ignore it? Can you reach out and cover for you? When the world is quiet, we see the brilliance. There are some things we once had, but we will leave

Mellow voice is humming softly, the hoarseness in the deep throat outlines the sadness and loneliness in the song, and the delicate fragility diffuses between the lyrics.

Before I realized it, tears had blurred my sight, never dropped, never cried, everything was so calm and gentle, just like a quiet night, looking up at the starry sky, sighing the greatness of nature, exclaiming at my own smallness, but the language and emotion lost their original meaning, just quietly enjoying the vast and magnificent universe, Quietly touching the pulse of the earth.

Birth, aging, illness and death, this is an eternal topic in life. Everyone must learn, no one can escape, but no one can understand, among all living beings, in the vast sea of people, life is so small, a journey has not had time to start, it has ended, the unexpected parting, no one can understand.

Moved and sad, such as smoke, such as poetry.

"If they say, who cares if another light goes out, it's flashing and flashing under millions of stars in the sky; Who cares about the end of someone's time? If we're just a drop in the ocean, let's hurry up; Who cares if another light goes out? Yes, I do

Reincarnation of life and death, in the moment of life, the end has been doomed, parting will come, no one can be an exception. Therefore, everyone is working hard to shine in the limited journey to prove that he once existed and leave his own traces in the world. But not everyone can.

Every day there is life born, every day there is life gone. However, only a very small part of them are bright stars in the night sky, while the rest are all weak and small lights, ordinary, ordinary and mediocre. Does anyone really care about their disappearance?

"Yes, I care."

In his calm and indifferent voice, he revealed a trace of loneliness and helplessness. He fell into lanli's sparse eyebrows, as if the whole world had stopped forever at that moment, the moment when the insignificant light disappeared, the moment when no one cared, but completely overturned his world, falling apart and fragmented. Heavy pain, can never be repaired.

Finally, her eyes could no longer bear the weight of tears. The hot tears fell down, wet her cheeks and scalded her fingertips. Jennifer Lawrence bowed her head in embarrassment, covered her mouth with her right hand firmly, and left all the sounds in her chest. However, the tears burst completely, and her right hand trembled uncontrollably.

Standing next to him, Paul handed over a handkerchief, which Jennifer flurried over. She tried to express her thanks, but her choking voice only uttered a vague syllable. All her defenses and all her armor were taken off, and then she covered her cheek with her hands and fell into the darkness.

Who cares if another light goes out? Yes, she does.

It is because care, so timid, so flustered, so silent, refused to open up, refused to exchange ideas, also refused to hurt each other. The musical symbols and the melodies gently fall in the heart, but leave an indelible brand.

"Memories of the past, detached from reality, unable to stand; In the kitchen, an empty chair, extra space. Oh, you're furious, of course, it's not fair; Just because you can't see doesn't mean he doesn't exist. "

In a trance, Tessa Breeden went back to the "one person concert" in February, which was dedicated to Don Quixote and Heather cross. Langley just stood quietly on the stage, singing, chasing dreams, embracing freedom, running barefoot like a child.

But Heather left. So I left, unprepared.

At this time, looking back on the hustle and bustle of February, the winning speech at the Grammy Awards ceremony, the tough response in the "hype door", the mood above the Oscars... The anger, the exclamation, the indifference, everything, everything became clear. Until now, Tessa really realized what happened to the young master, What's on your back.

It's not just a Don Quixote.

As never before, Tessa really saw the soul under the skin.

Tessa never conceals that she only pays attention to him because of his appearance. At the Toronto Film Festival, she likes such a man. He is not handsome and natural to be enviable, but always has an attractive temperament; But now, Tessa is really in love with this man. In the way of fans to idols, she is deeply in love with the man standing on the stage. He whispers "yes, I care".

Tessa's eyes were full of tears, but her heart could not help but began to fly, high up, flying in the wind over Manhattan. At this moment, she also became Heather cross, she also became a trivial light, she also became every Don Quixote who worked hard for his dream.

"If they say, who cares if another light goes out, it's flashing and flashing under millions of stars; Who cares about the end of someone's time? If we're just a drop in the ocean, let's hurry up; Who cares if another light goes out? Yes, I do

All over the sky, stars spread out over Rockefeller square, hundreds of millions of stars are bright and dazzling, soul stirring, even the rising sun is eclipsed, the magnificent picture builds a new world; Looking up at the starry sky, thousands of lives are just a drop in the ocean. They are as small as dust, even not worth mentioning.

However, in the song of lanli, every light is shining, weak, bright, small and magnificent.

In the hazy sight, lanli seemed to see Heather cross again. She was standing in the bustling crowd, so insignificant that she seemed to be engulfed in the surging crowd at any time. However, she stood firmly in the same place, raised her chin high, her bright eyes shining with resolute light, and then said, "I won't, Give up. "

She said she would not give up; But she left after all.

In the slow flowing melody, Lan Li closed his eyes tightly and let his emotions run wild. He tore his voice and roared wildly, "yes... I care..."

The slightly trembling voice burst out unprecedented energy in the slow melody. The negative emotions suppressed in the heart and the mixed emotions hidden in the soul were released completely without any reservation. After the roar, the eyes were filled with warmth, so turbulent that they could not resist and could not do anything.

Robin in the crowd is so embarrassed, tears mixed with snot, dirty and sloppy, full of emotion can not express, just silly to open his mouth. He knows, he knows, he knows all, even the weakest light, it is real, illuminating the whole night sky; Even the most ordinary life, he is a part of life, irreplaceable.

In the tearing voice, Robin really felt the voice of Langley, heavy and sad, unable to describe, he understood, he really understood.

Countless words can not find a way to express, so Robin takes out his mobile phone, turns on the light, and casts a light beam on the stage. It was the light of his heart.

Note: one more light -- Linkin Park