On the day of the Spring Festival Gala, Wang Zi Xuan started performing.
Like the last Spring Festival Gala, this time, Wang Zixuan started writing the inscriptions in the same way, but this time the object of the ink writing was changed to Tang Yan. After what happened that day, the two seemed to understand each other more, but they also seemed to have mutual understanding.
They isolated some of each other's feelings and chose to forget what happened that day.
This kind of thing is very common. Everyone comes together because of mutual needs, but at the moment when they overlap, they think of their respective careers and have to separate from each other. They choose to forget this memory and treat it as a dream.
Tang Yan's face didn't show any abnormal abrasion. Although today is Wang Zixuan's stage, it is also her stage. From today on, she will step onto the entertainment stage and show her own style. Life has just begun.
Tang Yan is very smart. Now Wang Zixuan has her but not too much. Instead of getting entangled in this quagmire, it is better to take a step back and develop her own career with all her strength. When boys fantasize about girls, why don't girls?
As for fantasy boys, it is also a good memory for a character like Wang Zixuan to have a hazy memory with her. It is not a good thing to be too entangled.
Wang Zixuan dipped his pen in ink and elegantly wrote the words "Blue and White Porcelain" on the rice paper.
Tang Yan took out these three characters and presented them in front of everyone. The elegant and skinny character Liu immediately made everyone admire them.
"good……"
"Good words..."
"Pa bang..."
All the audience applauded.
Then the soft music like drums, pianos and psalms slowly floated in the background. As soon as everyone listened, they couldn't help but feel a lightness. The whole person's spirit was shaken. A light and new smell floated up. That slowly
The sound of music washes the air.
Wang Zixuan picked up the microphone and sang softly:
The plain embryo outlines the blue and white brush strokes, which turn from thick to light.
The peony depicted on the bottle is just like your first makeup
The sandalwood slowly passes through the window and I understand my thoughts
The pen is half written on the rice paper.
The glaze color renders the charm of the lady's picture and is hidden secretly
And your beautiful smile is like a bud waiting to bloom
A wisp of your beauty is scattered
Go where I can't go
…
Every word of the lyrics contains extremely profound artistic conception, which broadens everyone's minds, and picturesque scenes are displayed in front of everyone. In ancient times, talented people and beautiful women were like lotus roots, and the lotus roots were connected together, touching that element.
Love is like the outline of the blue and white pen. It feels like pouring out words, but then the wisp of fragrance leaves me.
Compared with thousands of miles away, the lyricism of this blue and white porcelain song has reached an extreme. The poetic words make everyone can't help but be attracted to it. Maybe some of you understand the meaning of that ancient time, but the singing and music will not.
You can't help but feel a sense of separation, the beautiful time has passed by, and the sweetheart behind the screen is no longer there...
Listening to this song is not something else. It is a kind of enjoyment, letting go of the countless sorrows of separation. Our love cannot be eased. When can the intermittent love be held in our hands again?
Singing this kind of sad song, the only person that Zizixuan can think of is Mu Piaopiao. In the previous life, maybe it was just like this song. After a beautiful encounter, the short and wonderful time was gone forever, and that beautiful person had long been in trouble.
No news, do you want to stay by your side?
The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and I'm waiting for you
Smoke curls up from the kitchen thousands of miles across the river
The writing on the bottom of the bottle imitates the elegance of the previous dynasty
Just think of me as a foreshadowing for meeting you
The sky is blue waiting for misty rain, and I'm waiting for you
The moonlight was salvaged and the ending fainted
Just like the blue and white porcelain handed down from ancient times, it is beautiful by itself
You have a smile in your eyes
…
The song entered the climax stage of emotion, and Wang Zixuan sang even more affectionately. He held the microphone with both hands and sang with all his heart and soul. The beauty of that moment made him even more sad. The past life had lingered with him all his life.
The sweetheart never showed up.
Maybe it was a dream or a wish, but the lightness that seemed like yesterday made him sigh. He and Mu Piaopiao met in a coffee shop. As a poor boy, Wang Zixuan naturally didn't have much money.
He squeezed out the money day by day, only ate two out of three meals a day, and worked part-time jobs. Finally, he had some small money. With these small money, he and Mu Piaopiao met together and spent time together.
A romantic time for them.
Those little moments, her smile, her shyness, her bare face, her gaze, everything about her were engraved in Wang Zixuan's heart. At that time, he found that he had been deeply immersed in the ocean of love.
I can't get out, I can't get out anymore...
Maybe romance is always instantaneous. Mu Piaopiao's sudden disappearance made Zizixuan's life fall into a trough. He frantically used various communication methods to contact Mu Piaopiao without seeing anyone. In the end, he was so angry that he turned off his cell phone.
Everything was thrown away, but after a while, he picked up the forgotten things that belonged to him and her. The more sad he was about separation, the more he couldn't let go of them. His heart was very painful, and he was more worried about her.
how's it going?
…
After singing full of emotion, Wang Zixuan left the stage and the Spring Festival Gala, but came to Mu Piaopiao's home. Wang Zixuan gave a villa in the capital to Mu Piaopiao and her parents. It was not far from his home, so
You can meet at any time.
The song "Blue and White Porcelain" made Wang Zixuan's feelings that were about to burst out again. He felt that he wanted to tell Mu Piaopiao that he loved her, loved her very much. Although he had said this sentence many times, but
This sentence can never be finished.
Arriving at Mu Piaopiao's home, Wang Zixuan first kowtowed to her father-in-law and mother-in-law. During the Chinese New Year, it is a custom for younger generations to kowtow to their elders.
"Hey, you kid, you're already here, why are you so polite? Come on, come inside. It's cold outside and it's snowing just now. Haha, have a meal here and I'll cook it for you.
Dumplings..." Piao Piao's mother enthusiastically helped Wang Zi
In the aristocratic circle, those guys who usually look down on her are unable to fawn over her now.
"No, Auntie, I have a chat with Piao Piao and then I have to go home. After all, my family also needs to be reunited. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will come here..." Wang Zixuan waved his hand quickly and said.
"Hey, look at you kid, don't be polite to us. You can't stay here tonight, so you have to eat. I'm going to cook dumplings. Piao Piao is watching TV in the room. She just said that your performance at the Spring Festival Gala was great.
Handsome said..." Piaopiao's mother said, and started cooking the dumplings.
Wang Zixuan nodded helplessly, and had no choice but to agree to eat here and came to the living room. (To be continued...)
