supergiant age

Chapter 554 Poems and Songs

Looking at Yi Shuihan's eyes at this time from the big screen, it seemed that there was another soul in his eyes. The heaviness and solemnity in those eyes made everyone's hearts quiet.

Yi Shuihan this time is very different from the previous one, and he has never seen him so focused and heavy when he announced the new song before.

Some fans who are familiar with Yi Shuihan felt faintly hot. They subconsciously tugged on their collars to let the cold wind pour in to cool down their parched hearts.

They had a premonition that Yi Shuihan's song would definitely shock everyone.

The brisk guitar sounded, and in the silent environment of thousands of people in the stadium, Yi Shuihan's hoarse and vicissitudes of life sounded.

"There are wild flowers on the grassland that witnessed the death of the gods, and the wind in the distance is farther than the distance..."

The vicissitudes of life sounded in the stadium, and everyone felt a dignified breath rushing towards their faces, but the majestic and desolate image made people feel extremely heavy.

When Yi Shuihan opened his voice in the silence of all sounds, it was like the solemnity that transcended time and space, condensed into a trickle of singing that made people's soul tremble, and a world constructed by countless notes appeared in their minds.

Witnessing the death of the gods, there are wild flowers on the grassland, and the wind in the distance is farther than the distance...

They have never heard such special lyrics, the kind of world built by the notes in their minds, lingering.

At that time, a grassland was cold and quiet, and the moonlight poured down like water.

The gods died, and their corpses fell on the grassland and gradually rotted and turned into fertilizer to nourish the land. The seeds took root and sprouted in this fertile land, and finally flowers bloomed in clusters.

Yi Shuihan only sang this line for a few seconds, but they seemed to have witnessed the changes of a long time, from which they could even feel the vicissitudes of ancient times.

Even in a crowded stadium, they can still feel the loneliness. On that vast grassland, the gods have died, and now there are wild flowers.

There are no gods, the gods are dead, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas have not changed, they have a longer life span than human beings, and they have no human emotions. They look at the tragedies in the world with cold eyes, only knowing that spring will pass and winter will come, and flowers will bloom and fall.

Most fans only think that this line of lyrics is too artistic, but they can't tell why.

But some fans with high literary literacy were stunned when they heard it. The touch of this line of lyrics was like a lightning bolt, and when it passed through their minds, it made their hearts and bodies numb at the same time.

From the beginning of this song, the audience is drawn into a mysterious atmosphere, where the distant time and the vast space are entangled together, and life and death are interpreting each other.

And the witnessing in the lyrics seems to have a special charm. What I witnessed was not the death of the gods, but a field of wild flowers, a school of vitality on the grassland...

If the first line of lyrics creates a sense of distant time, then the second line "The wind far away is farther than the distance" creates a sense of vast space.

They seemed to be in that vast space.

At this night, the grassland is dark and quiet, the vision is limited, but the sense of touch is extremely real, which is the touch brought by the wind.

Its borders are beyond sight, but through the coldness and bleakness of the wind, you can feel the distance from the source of the wind.

"How is it possible!" The fans were extremely shocked.

As Yi Shuihan's fans, they never saw Yi Shuihan's talent clearly, but no matter what they did, they never thought that Yi Shuihan could write such poetic lyrics.

This concert was also broadcast live by the Squirrel Live Platform.

The audience watching the concert remained at around 1000 million as before.

The first singing of Yi Shuihan's new song is naturally the focus of a concert, and everyone is attentively waiting for the opening of the new song.

However, what they didn't expect was that Yi Shuihan shocked everyone when he opened his mouth.

Although Yi Shuihan's previous songs were also excellent, this song called "September" brought them a completely different feeling.

In the time of only two lines of lyrics, the audience's speeches have already floated on the barrage.

They can't wait to express their opinions, and they can't wait for a moment.

"Is it fake? I'm still a modern poet?"

"Although I don't quite understand it, but that heavy feeling hits my face, it's amazing."

"Ahhh! It's so artistic!"

"I am a talented student! I have nothing to say!"

……

They all expressed their shock, and they could feel such a special feeling just by chewing the lyrics. They believed that this song was far better than they imagined.

While they were speaking, Yi Shuihan was already singing...

"My piano sobs, my tears are gone, I return the far away to the grassland..."

Yi Shuihan closed his eyes and sang, his vicissitudes and even hoarse voice traveled through time and space, from his previous life to this life.

What he recalled in his mind was that bleak night, the wind on the roof was very cold, and it was so cold...

Matouqin made a whimpering sound, but he had no more tears to shed. He was in the midst of Xiao Suo, but he was used to Xiao Suo.

How similar it was to Yi Shuihan at that time, his tears had already been shed, and he didn't have any expectations for life.

Then what should he do... that can only return the far away to the grassland...

The vast grassland symbolizes vastness, vastness, and freedom, but at the same time, it is also labeled with loneliness and spiritual restraint.

Yi Shuihan left the grassland, but he also stayed in the grassland forever - just as he jumped off.

Yi Shuihan has his own understanding and annotation of this poem, which is why his singing has such complex emotions.

The hoarse and vicissitudes of life seemed to come from another space, tearing through the silent space, and descending suddenly, it gave everyone a heavy blow when they were not ready, making them tremble from body to soul.

In their hearts, it seemed that they had received a heavy punch that a wise man had condensed for a lifetime.

This wonderful feeling, they have never heard in any song.

Yi Shuihan on the stage sang by himself, as if he was in an independent space, uttering the heaviest grief in his heart.

At this time, he doesn't need to cheer or scream, he just needs everyone to listen quietly...

"This song...is so different..."

"My piano is sobbing, my tears are gone, I return the far away to the grassland... Oh my god... I'm going crazy!"

"My heart is extremely heavy... What's wrong with me?"

"Did I really write this song..."

"Unbelievable, the lyrics are so good, it kills all the songs!"

The audience in the live broadcast room expressed their opinions in disbelief...

(End of this chapter)