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Chapter 173 It Rains All Night, My Love Overflows Like Rain!

As soon as the nocturne sounded, he went to the stage to accept the award.

At the sound of seven miles, the first love is recalled.

The song "Qi Li Xiang" Jay Chou quoted the poet Xi Murong's work "Qi Li Xiang" as the title. Fang Wenshan, a genius who was not immersed in the Chinese style at that time, creatively wrote lyrics with poems.

Said to be composing lyrics,
It's more like writing poetry.

So many years later, it is still difficult to understand the poem "Qilixiang".

However, in fact, to some extent, "Qilixiang", a song written in poetry, is a work that does not need to be interpreted.

you don't read it,

You really understand it.

Right now,

The bonfire flickered in the yard, and the constant patter of raindrops overhead became more and more violent.

without warning,
The prelude sounded like this.

Wind
The sound of the wind blowing across the valley.

It instantly gives people a sense of emptiness in the valley and a fresh feeling of being blown by the wind.

Immediately afterwards, the bright and cool vibrating sound came, and then standard instruments such as drums and guitars were mixed into it. It was clearly a rainy night in early spring, but the refreshing coolness of summer was perfectly set off in this prelude.

The male and female guests around the yard were all taken aback.

This prelude.
Compared with the song "You Who Love 105°C" just now, it is heaven and earth.

If the song just now was ridiculously simple, then the arrangement of the prelude to this song is ridiculously complicated.

Wind, valley, mystery, elegance.
With pleasant melodies and national-style orchestration and scales, it's hard to imagine that so much content is packed into 30 seconds.

Among several female guests, the Korean singer Li Zhien heard this unique prelude arrangement for the first time, his eyes lit up suddenly, and those shining eyes fixed on Mei Feng.

Netizens in the live broadcast room of "Singing and Love" were also stunned. After a short pause, the barrage suddenly swiped like a waterfall. Many netizens were shocked by the prelude to "Qilixiang". !
"Fuck! What are you talking about!"

"If you want something complicated, then play something complicated."

"This prelude is absolutely perfect! Who else would say that my peak brother, Mei Lang, is at the end of his talents!"

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Of course, there are also many hard-spoken people who are still frantically brushing on the barrage.

"Mei Feng's fans, don't rush to shout, you can hear something from the prelude."

"That's right, isn't the essence of this song all in the prelude?"

"One thing to say, I don't believe he can come up with a song with such a high level of completion in such a short period of time."

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Just when the barrage in the official live broadcast room was frantically swiping the screen.

Mei Feng in the middle of the yard spoke.

"The sparrow outside the window, murmuring on the pole
You say this, it feels like summer

Pencil in hand, back and forth on paper

I describe who you are to me in a few lines"

Mei Feng held the microphone in his hand and closed his eyes slightly. The lyrics seemed to linger on his lips. The unique "Mei-style" singing voice of his self-created voice finally reappeared in this rainy night after the New Year's Eve Finals stage ended in this seaside fisherman. In the small courtyard.

Outside the window, sparrows, telephone poles.

pencil, boy, smeared white paper
As if all of a sudden, the memory of that distant summer was awakened, the pencil in his hand was scribbling wantonly on the manuscript paper, the room smelled of gardenia, and the light-colored curtains were gently blown by the light wind.

Listening to the birdsong and the breeze, the fingertips plucked the strings, and the fleeting years were gently twisted between the fingers.

The warm light of the sunset, the wind is light and the clouds are light, and the sunset is accompanied by shadows.

Time and space are mixed with fleeting years, but my eyes are full of images of you.

Just listening to the first half of the verse part of the song, with just a few words, many people's minds can't help but feel as if they were on a time machine, returning to the summer of middle school years when the sun was shining outside the window many years ago.

Classroom, classroom, textbooks spread out in front of you, out of the corner of your eye is the strand of hair raised by the ear of the girl you like, turning your head to look out the window amid the sound of cicadas, a few sparrows, pencils in their hands on white A4 paper back smear
All of a sudden, in the rainy night by the sea, a kind of longing called first love flowed in the hearts of countless people, making many people feel a sense of loss inexplicably.

Even the waterfall-like bullet screens in the live broadcast room suddenly decreased a lot.

Netizens fell silent.

The singing is still floating in the rainy night.

"The taste of saury, both the cat and you want to know
The fragrance of first love is found by us like this
The warm sunshine is like freshly picked fresh strawberries

You said you were reluctant to eat this feeling"

The most amazing thing about Qilixiang's song is that as soon as the wind blows and the singing sounds, countless people can unconsciously recall the memories of their first love in youth, loving and being loved, as if they have returned to the summer more than ten years ago.

There are still those innocent and lovely people around, life is still so carefree, girls and boys are still the same as they used to like.

Saury, the cat on the side of the road, the sun is too bright in summer.

There is temperature and taste.

On the way home from school, the boy was in front and the girl was behind, maintaining a young distance. The girl was holding strawberry-flavored milk tea in her hand and sucking it in small sips.

It seemed like he was reluctant to drink it all up, but it was more like he was reluctant to spend this time together.

As in the lyrics,

the scent of first love,
That's how we got it back.

The barrage in the live broadcast room suddenly scrolled crazily again.

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow" has got in the eye."

"Hey! What a fast knife! What a ruthless knife!"

"Grass! Don't use the first love knife to kill me!"

"Damn it! Grandpa's youth is gone."

"Who said that my peak brother, Mei Lang, is exhausted? Stand up! I still like the rebellious look of you just now."

"Damn it! Only you guys are dancing, so why don't you just let him sing some salivary songs?"

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However, the navy took money.

I have to work after receiving the money, so I can only bite the bullet and type on the barrage.

"Have you started to sell your feelings again? This song is just like that."

"Mei Feng fans, stop bragging, I think this song is very flat, without any ups and downs ()."

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However, this barrage just passed through the live broadcast room.

The next moment, I saw Mei Feng in the middle of the courtyard approaching the microphone, and the climax part of the singing was floating in the rainy night by the sea.

"It rained all night and my love overflowed like rain

The fallen leaves in the yard are thick with my thoughts

A few words of right and wrong can't cool my enthusiasm

You appear on every page of my poems.

All night under the rain, my love overflows like rain
The butterfly on the window sill is like a beautiful chapter in a poem

I go on to write

Write love you forever into the end of the poem

You are the only one I want to know. "

At that moment, there was the patter of rain on the awning above the small courtyard by the sea.

Incessantly.

At this moment, as if the scalp had been electrified, everyone in the yard suddenly felt goose bumps all over their bodies, and even the four female guests, including Yang Lili, were stunned.

Here and now, here and now.

Wang fried!

The real king fried!
How can someone write such beautiful and poetic lyrics.

There is a saying that "all scenery language is love language".

The lyrics of Mei Feng's climax are simply the perfect proof of this sentence.

On the night of the rain falling and the turbulent flow, that is my endless emotional surge towards you.
The fallen leaves are flying in the yard, that is the thick pile of my thoughts about you.
Butterflies resting on the window sill, that is the swaying emotion in my love poems for you.
I love you, so everything I see is loving you.

This word is so poetic and picturesque!
In the love observation room of the program group, Teacher He Jiong and several other special guests were also stunned.

Don't talk about martial arts!
It simply doesn't talk about Wude!
How can someone come up and open his face?

(End of this chapter)