Chapter 1701: 2 classics

I pushed it a few times, but it didn't make it.
Xiao Yunhai gave Zhao Wanqing a white look, and said helplessly: "Look, it's all your fault. Okay, I'll just sing a song I wrote in college. The name of this song is only one word, called "borrow "It sounds good or not, so you can deal with it. Do you have a guitar?"
He Feng nodded and said, "Yes."
Zhu Xiwu quickly took a guitar from the staff and handed it to Xiao Yunhai.
Xiao Yunhai adjusted the tone, sat on a stool, and flicked.
The voice is tactful, and there is a melancholy in the melody.
"Borrow a dim yellow street light at midnight to illuminate a pair of silhouettes on the bumpy road. Borrow an inch of thirty-nine days of the warm sun to melt the biting cold of the vast world.\"
\"Borrowing an ancient river of nine ileums, and drifting away with the shaking candlelight. Borrowing a melody from the past, sing the unspeakable softly.\"
"The person who was blown away by the wind said he didn't love him deeply, and the person who was wet by the rain said he wouldn't be cold. How many people will be blinded by the endless night, it is written in his eyes. He dare not admit it."
This is a song sung by a singer named Mao Buyi in a previous life when he participated in a competition. The lyrics are quite poetic, the melody is very gentle, with a deep sadness, full of artistic conception.
Needless to say, Xiao Yunhai's singing skills have brought all the listeners into the song from the very beginning, and pictures of the past continue to appear in front of everyone.
Some viewers do not know why their eyes are already red.
"Take a light of the long and slanting sun at the farewell evening, and add a light to this long rest of life. With a sentence that will be unforgettable, the day will be long, if you have to go separately."
"The person who was blown away by the wind said that he didn't love him deeply, and the person who was soaked in the rain said he wouldn't be cold. How many people will be blinded by the endless night, it is written in his eyes, he dare not admit it."
"But there is always the seriousness that the wind blows, and there are always tears that can't be wiped away by the heavy rain. One day the sun will rise in a certain morning, a rainbow for two people."
The second paragraph is the deepening of the first paragraph, the lyrics are still touching, very poetic and spiritual.
Xiao Yunhai’s performance is exceptionally perfect, especially in the part, when he sings "there is always the seriousness that the wind blows, there are always tears that can’t be wiped away by the heavy rain", even Zhao Wanqing listened to it gently Shook his head.
As for the five members of the Happy Family, all of them looked sad, and they were obviously immersed in the mood of the song.
"Borrow a happy land to let him live, and borrow him for an ordinary life."
After Xiao Yunhai finished singing, the whole scene was quiet for a while, and then everyone stood up, bursting out with overwhelming applause and applause, it was almost a rhythm of overturning the roof.
"The Emperor Yun is great. Any song makes me cry."
"This song is so artistic, it gives people a feeling of sadness but not sadness."
"I love Yunhuang to death."
Not only the live audience, but also the audience in front of the TV that saw the live broadcast were all talking online.
"Everyone will be tuned to the Mango Terrace, Yunhuang's "Borrow" is so nice."
"Borrow a piece of paradise to let him live, and borrow him for an ordinary life. Such lyrics are so cool."
"It would be great if I had another song. I like this kind of song with feeling so much."
On the stage, He Feng looked at Xiao Yunhai and asked, "When did you create this song?"
Xiao Yunhai said without blushing, "I was in the freshman year."
He Feng puzzled: "Why don't you sing such a good song to the fans earlier?"
Xiao Yunhai said in a foul, "Since I was with Wanqing, I have not been very interested in such sentimental songs."
He Feng nodded and said, "That means you wrote a lot of such songs, right?"
"No. I'm just such a song." Xiao Yunhai replied without even thinking about it.
"Eh." The audience began to roar.
Sun Xiaoyue said: "Having finally had such an opportunity, can we let him go?"
"No." The audience replied in unison.
"Then let him sing one more song, okay?"
"it is good."
"One more song."
"One more song."
.......
Xiao Yunhai said helplessly, "I really don't have anymore."
Zhao Wanqing directly exposed his old bottom and said: "You have. You hummed a very nice piece last night. I asked what your name is? You still don't tell me."
"Hahaha."
When the audience saw Zhao Wanqing like to tear down Xiao Yunhai's stage so much, they couldn't help laughing.
He Feng smiled and said: "Yunhai, we have Wanqing on our side, you should just follow it honestly."
Xiao Yunhai rolled his eyes and said, "I feel that this place is full of malice. Wife, do you think this is good?"
Zhao Wanqing nodded and replied seriously: "I think it's good. If you sing it to me at home, I will definitely not say anything. But you just hum a few words and don't sing it to me, of course I have to hold it. This opportunity."
"Hahaha."
"It's really awesome after sunny."
The audience laughed again.
Xiao Yunhai smiled bitterly: "Well, it's the last song. I declare again that we are here to promote "Zhu Xian", not to sing. Let me think about it, which one to sing?"
"Wow." Hearing Xiao Yunhai's words, Sun Xiaoyue quickly grasped the loophole inside and said in an exaggerated tone: "Which one? It seems you have a lot of such songs. God, teacher He, we Just change the show to Yunhuang Singer Club."
He Feng nodded and said, "I'll discuss it with the director."
Xiao Yunhai frowned and said, "You got it wrong. How can I say such a thing."
"You said it." It was the audience who answered him.
Xiao Yunhai chuckled and said, "A slip of the tongue is definitely a slip of the tongue. Okay, let me start. The name of this song is "Sorrow". It was a song I wrote when I was doing group performances when I was in college. Until now, I have never sung it once."
Sitting on the stool again, Xiao Yunhai closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes became lonely. Although the person was sitting there, the whole person seemed to be isolated from the world and seemed very lonely.
With the sound of the guitar, Xiao Yunhai sang the first sentence in a tone full of vicissitudes and helplessness, and suddenly the scene calmed down.
"When you walk into this happy field, you have all your dreams and thoughts on your back. No one remembers your look on your face and makeup. Three rounds have passed you in the corner, stubbornly singing a bitter song. Listen to him Submerged in the hustle and bustle, you pick up your wine glass and say to yourself."
"A cup of respect to the morning sun, a cup of respect to the moonlight, awakening my yearning, gentle to the cold window. So I can fly against the wind without looking back, not afraid of rain in my heart and frost under my eyes. A cup of respect to my hometown, a cup of respect to the distant place. Guarding my kindness, urging I grew up. So the road from north to south is no longer long and the soul no longer has nowhere to rest."
This song, like "Borrow", was written by Mao accidentally, the lyrics are very beautiful, the melody is very sad and moving, full of helplessness towards society.
After He Feng listened to the first paragraph, his eyes immediately turned red.
He thought of the ostracism and criticism he received when he came out of the cottage at the beginning of the year.
In order to get a chance, he didn't know how much he had drunk at the wine table, toasting this and that, but when it was good, he could only step aside.
So he feels deeply.
Similarly, other people think of their past more or less.
The most surprising thing is that Sun Xiaoyue, who has always been optimistic and strong, ran straight away in tears, and the tears fell down.
Han Lean couldn't help but comfort.
Xiao Yunhai's voice seemed to have a kind of magic ~EbookFREE.me~ that brought everyone into the emotion he wanted to express.
The whole scene was silent, only the simple and sad guitar sound floated on the scene.
"A cup of respect for tomorrow, a cup of respect for the past. Supporting my body, my shoulders are thick. Although I never believe in the so-called mountains and rivers, why should life be short?"
"A cup of respect to freedom, a cup of respect to death. Forgive my ordinaryness and dispel confusion. Well, after dawn, I always leave the scene in a scribbled manner. Sober people are most absurd.
"Well, it's always scribbled to leave after dawn. Sober people are the most absurd."
The lyrics of "Sorrow" are not long, but very rhythmic. After Mao did not intend to sing it in his previous life, he directly occupied the top of the major charts for more than half a month.
Those new songs of the heavenly kings and queens were all suppressed by him.
Now this song is brought to the world by Xiao Yunhai, and he is the well-deserved first person in the Chinese music scene. It is conceivable that "Sorrow" will have much influence.