"The evening star is like your eyes that kill and set fire,"
"You didn't say anything about the wild wind disturbing me."
Wu Bai played the guitar and sang two more lines.
At this time, as Wu Bai composed music on the spot, a circle of people formed around Wu Bai.
Many people have heard the story of the weird old man before.
I am 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 so creepy? It's not romantic at all."
In fact, when Wu Bai just wrote these two sentences, he thought about them for a long time.
Wu Bai: "The stars in the night sky at night are very much like a girl's eyes. When you look at them, you always think of the girl. You even think of the fire that sent the girl away. If you can't find the murderer, you can only blame the stars in the sky for coveting the beauty of the world.
Bring down this fire."
One word woke everyone up.
"Absolutely amazing!" Xiao Chen exclaimed.
"Written like this, it clearly shows that the old man's resentment has nowhere to vent." Xiao Wu commented next to him.
Wu Bai is so awesome.
The sadness in the old man's heart that had no place to blame was expressed.
It made those listening feel even more sorry for this weird old man.
At this time, Professor Zhu, a linguist in the crowd, also said: "The word "wild wind" is used well."
"Oh? How do you say this? Please explain it to Professor Zhu." Xiao Chen was puzzled.
But Professor Zhu is a famous Chinese linguist.
Things he has certified are more convincing to everyone.
"The word "wild" reflects Wanfeng's impoliteness. He doesn't understand my sadness at this time. How can he disturb me from the beautiful fantasy and return to the cruel reality of losing you." Professor Zhu explained while applauding.
Wu Bai: "Yes, Professor Zhu explained it right. That's why the evening breeze was written as wild wind."
Wu Bai deeply felt the sympathy and sympathy of meeting a close friend in the mountains and rivers.
"This is too strong. I think this melody is nice enough. I didn't expect that the lyrics are so sophisticated." After interpreting so many lyrics, Xiao Chen admired Wu Bai very much.
Xiao Wu: "Yeah, I think this Guitar song I'm talking about sounds good even if I hum it casually. I didn't expect that every line of the lyrics is worthy of scrutiny."
"Compared to other straightforward lyrics, it's really much better." The weird old man's dance partners also sighed.
At this time Grandma Zhang also came over.
"Wu Bai, you are too strong. You are writing songs on the spot." Grandma Zhang couldn't be more proud.
"Grandma Zhang, you have missed several sentences! Every sentence is impeccable!" A passerby pulled Grandma Zhang and started talking.
"Yes, Wu Bai is writing a song for Uncle Zhang this time." The strange old man's dance partners informed Grandma Zhang.
Uncle Zhang.
This lonely little old man.
But he is also a poor man.
I haven't come out for decades.
Previously, Grandma Zhang was also planning to introduce her husband to Uncle Zhang, hoping that someone could take care of him.
As a result, Uncle Zhang kicked him out of the house.
He is also an emotionally stubborn person.
Then Grandma Zhang also sat down.
Together with everyone, we are looking forward to Wu Bai’s next songs.
Wu Bai strummed the guitar.
"Three thousand miles away, I met you by chance;
In the garden, skirts danced;
Under the lights, the morning light shakes off, in the Mohe Ballroom in 1980."
When the weird old man heard this, he took out the handkerchief in his pocket and wiped the uncontrollable tears from the corners of his eyes.
I met you when I was still young.
The dancing figure of the girl is mesmerizing.
What a wonderful memory it was in 1980, before the fire.
At that time, I could dance with you at the Mohe Ballroom every day.
When I get tired of dancing, I just sit aside and watch you quietly.
What a wonderful time, I don’t want to interrupt this memory at all.
But all this beauty ended in the fire.
See the weird old man's reaction.
Everyone's heartache could not be suppressed along with the sadness of the music.
At the same time, the passers-by whose significant other was beside them held the other person's hand tightly.
Cherish the hard-won happiness.
Don't worry too much about trivial things.
These are all real-life examples of love that cannot be achieved.
Being together is a gift from God, you should cherish it.
"If you have time, will you come and take a look at me? See how the snow ages and how my eyes melt."
Under the playing of the guitar, an atmosphere of loneliness filled the entire venue.
It is precisely the impossibility of happening that reflects the helpless longing in the old man's heart.
"How can Daxue age? His eyes won't melt, right...Did Wu Bai sing the song wrong?" Grandma Zhang was a little puzzled.
Everyone who had just heard this sentence was a little confused when Grandma Zhang asked the question.
At first I was attracted by the first two lines of lyrics and the sad melody, so I didn’t even pay attention to this line.
Still waiting for Wu Bai to explain.
The famous lyricist Uncle Qin came out of the crowd.
"It should mean that those eyes that miss you and long to see you again have waited too long. They have already waited until they are old. The deep longing turned into tears in the snowy Mohe. Didn't it just melt in the eyes?
?”
Wu Bai nodded.
The most gratifying thing for songwriters and composers is to find people with whom they share a common understanding.
Wu Bai was very happy to meet Professor Zhu and Uncle Qin today!
"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 withstand scrutiny. After some analysis, I feel that every sentence has a profound meaning."
Wu Bai: "Yes. After listening to Uncle Zhang's story at night, I was deeply moved, so I temporarily borrowed a guitar and wanted to write a song."
"As expected of Wu Bai, our most awesome guy!"
"You can beat all the singers by just creating anything!"
"Those celebrities who say it takes 2-3 years to write an album are really making excuses."
"Not everyone has this talent."
"Wu Bai's fame is an inevitable result!"
Wu Bai continued to play.
"If you see me,"
"Please turn around and be surprised".
The weird old man lay on the table and burst into tears.
"Hey, what a pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks." Passers-by said with emotion.
"Although it is impossible. But through the description of the few sentences just now, you can already feel the old man's vicissitudes of life. His black hair has turned white. He wants to see his lover, but he is afraid of being seen in embarrassment. It's really annoying.
Sad." Through the previous explanations, Xiao Chen was able to understand the connotation behind the lyrics this time.
The whole audience was in awe.
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The whole song has a sad melody.
There is no word that directly expresses longing.
But the feeling of longing that runs through the entire song is interspersed in every lyric.
After everyone heard this, their hearts felt as if they were filled with stones.
It's so overwhelming that people can't breathe.
The strange old man had long since burst into tears.
It’s exactly what you think and feel!
Under the rendering of music, it seems even more lonely.
Uncle Qin also patted the strange old man on the back. He admired the old man's unswerving devotion to love.