supergiant age

Chapter 555

Yi Shuihan burst out all the emotions in this song, and the strong and desperate emotion in the singing made everyone feel heavy.

How can you understand the coldness of the tall buildings in the depths, the misery and despair in your heart!

"One is called wood, the other is called ponytail...

One is called wood, the other is called ponytail..."

The matouqin tore its own strings, but she was so sad that she couldn't cry.

The wood and the horsetail face each other at the two ends of the Matouqin, but they look at each other forever...

The two lines of lyrics sung repeatedly gave off a sense of desolation and loneliness.

Maybe some people don't understand the meaning of these two lyrics, but someone must know.

The wood and the horsetail are the two parts of the Matouqin...

So what does Yi Shuihan want to express in these two lyrics?

Regardless of the East or the West, Qin is the most loyal companion of people.

When people are lonely, they always regard Qin as their last confidant. Qin is ruthless, but people can only take it as a companion.

It is lonely enough to be accompanied by a qin that cannot speak, and Yi Shuihan has to divide it into two parts, "one is called wood, and the other is called horsetail".

The loneliness and sadness in the lyrics are so strong that they are like a dark night filled with ink.

Is Yi Shuihan's desire to find a confidant so strong?They couldn't help but be moved.

"Destroy my Qilian Mountains, so that my cattle and sheep will not live.

Losing my Rouge Mountain makes my woman colorless..."

After the second chorus, Yi Shuihan sang in a distant voice, calm and distant, just like muttering to himself.

Closing their eyes, listening to Yi Shuihan's whispered words, they seemed to see the grass waves blowing by the strong wind in the night sky, as if the starlight in the grassland night sky gathered to form a face of an ancient god...

Destroy my Qilian Mountains, so that my cattle and sheep will not rest.Losing my Rouge Mountain makes my women colorless...

Does this speak for the ancient nomads of the Xiongnu...that alien race that has repeatedly invaded us in history and had a protracted relationship with the Central Plains dynasty?

Sad and gloomy emotions are accumulating, and the deep meaning in the lyrics is so profound that they didn't have time to savor it carefully, and they were attracted by the next line of fans.

"In the distance, there is only a piece of wild flowers condensed in death...

The bright moon is like a mirror hanging high on the grassland, reflecting the millennium years..."

Hearing this sentence, everyone felt trembling all over!
The bright moon hangs high above the grassland like a mirror, how desolate and atmospheric it is!

Comparing a round of cold and bright moon on the grassland to a mirror hanging above the nine heavens, there is a vague legacy of Tang poetry that "under the moon flies to the sky, and clouds grow to form sea towers".

The bright moon is like a mirror, reflecting the thousands of years in the world.The bright moon hangs high on the grassland, which is a grand space, reflecting the millennium, and is an ancient time.

The atmosphere of the romantic plateau made many fans tremble!They seem to smell the smell of the ancients' strong wine and singing!

Compared with those poets, they are less heroic, but more lonely and clear.

Those who have studied literature immediately came to a conclusion: Yi Shuihan's literary attainments must not be low, and not everyone can write such lyrics that make one's soul tremble unconsciously.

His singing voice, like the cold light that suddenly appeared in this space, penetrated their ears and also penetrated this bustling and impetuous world.

"My harp sobs, my tears are gone.

Riding a horse across the grassland alone..."

All the accumulated emotions burst out at this moment, and it also ends at this moment.

The sound of the piano sobbed, but there were no tears.

But so what?

Whether it was a peaceful passing away in the previous life, or an accidental rebirth in this life, it was nothing more than riding a horse across the grassland alone.

Where he is going, no one knows.

At this time, Yi Shuihan is lonely, but he has been able to withdraw from the deep sorrow. The loneliness at this time is a kind of detached loneliness, lonely and peaceful.

Gradually drifting away, Yi Shuihan can never return to the past...

The loneliness of the past, he endured alone, drifted away...

The writing of riding a horse alone across the grassland is really beautiful, which made many people admire secretly, and Chu Xudi is one of them.

He is a college Chinese teacher. His hobbies are as his wife said, a bit monotonous and boring, except for literature and music.

As a university professor, his literary skills are naturally beyond doubt.

He originally came to Yi Shuihan's concert with the mentality of listening to the music, but he didn't expect to have another harvest from this concert.

That is the lyrics of this song by Yi Shuihan!This song is enough to make him stand up, and the lyrics touch his heart!

It's more like a poem than a song!

The previous verses were naturally wonderful, but it was the last line that made him the most amazing!
Since he appreciates the lyrics as poetry, he naturally looks at the lyrics from the perspective of poetry appreciation.

Riding a horse across the grassland alone... This sentence is the ending, and it is extremely beautiful.

The whole poem starts with a loud voice, but ends with a light stroke.Riding a horse across the grassland alone is not only an echo of every previous sentence, but also an independent explanation.The poet's whereabouts are wandering, and his body and mind are lonely. Only this one sentence can be written restrained and full.

The aesthetics of poetry, whether it is about desolation or indignation, is the most taboo.

He was worried before that Yi Shuihan's poem was just going on the path of misery, being too vented, and lacking a calm and open-minded understanding of life, it would become past and never return, and it would inevitably be vulgar.

But what I didn't expect was that he would no longer be entangled in his inner struggle and emotional pain, but just a light sentence, pulling himself away from the context, leaving the poetic realm to the audience, and never being greedy.

To make an analogy, poets are like parents, and the poems they write are like their own daughters.The process of writing poetry is to send my daughter to a blind date.Once the parents let their daughter and the man meet, the task has been completed, and the next step must be to separate and leave the space for communication to them.If it is at this time, it is obviously superfluous if you still hang on.

Yi Shuihan's withdrawal is his restraint.This seemingly careless ending seems to be calm on the surface, but in fact it is turbulent. Yi Shuihan's inner world is all tied to this sentence.But it is written so lightly.

For example, the most affectionate farewell in the world is often just the simplest words.That's it.

This sentence is like the finishing touch, which he will never forget for a long time...

"One is called Wood, and the other is called Horsetail.

One is called wood and the other is called ponytail.

......"

Yi Shuihan chanted, his voice getting softer...

On the big screen, Yi Shuihan's face was full of tears...

There was silence in the audience. Listening to this song, they seemed to have experienced a heavy life.

After a moment of silence, everyone let out a deafening roar.

Not screaming and cheering, or pleas to sing it all over again, but a backlog of emotions that would explode if not vented.

(End of this chapter)