A lonely brave man, I become the king of music
Chapter 331 "Father's Prose Poem" Tears Crush the Audience
The concert is like this, the singer's ability to control the scene has met the highest requirements.
It's okay on weekdays, but now it seems that there is still a big gap.
On the Bird's Nest side, after Uncle Mu Yang's musical instrument solo, Li Mushang, who had changed into a new costume and style, appeared on the stage again.
At this time, he is wearing some retro clothes from the 90s of the last century, a gray woolen jacket, and looks like a lively literary youth!
He smiled and waved amidst the cheers, the staff also moved the high stools and placed them in the center of the stage, and Li Mushang picked up the guitar again and sat on them.
"The following composition comes from my father!"
These words directly made the scene instantly speechless, even friends were quite surprised that Li Mushang would actually take the initiative to talk about this topic.
Those who are familiar with him know that Li Mushang's parents died when he was very young, the specific reason is not clear, it seems to be a natural disaster.
Since then, he has been living with his grandmother since he was a child, until he was admitted to the military art as an adult.
He has never taken the initiative to talk about this topic in these years, and everyone did not ask carefully for reasons of respect.
Li Mushang looked relatively calm, and said helplessly.
"To be honest, I don't have a particularly deep impression of my parents. I only know that they are all workers in the factory. After being laid off, they went to work in other places and died unexpectedly."
"When I was young, I was often ridiculed by my classmates or other children, saying that I had no parents. At that time, I was very autistic and hardly communicated with anyone."
His words were like sharp swords, piercing the hearts of the audience, Chen Jia's nose was sore and a drop of tears fell down.
Her situation is completely different from Li Mushang's. She has been accompanied by her parents since she was a child, and she is afraid of falling while holding her hands.
To be honest, she really wanted to hug Li Mushang, to hug him and comfort him.
Li Mushang continued to speak: "When I was young, every time I asked my grandmother, she always told my parents to go to far away places, and the day when I became famous, we would meet again."
"I think at this time, I should not have let them down!"
These words really moved people to tears, Li Mushang also took out the third work of the concert "Father's Prose Poem".
When he became an adult, he accidentally sorted out his father's belongings, and found an old notebook, which contained the diary written by his father, until the moment he left his hometown.
This has also become the spiritual sustenance of Li Mushang's childhood. Every time he misses his father and mother, he will read it and feel the helplessness and life in their era.
The musical work sung today is an adaptation based on the contents of the diary.
The lights in the center of the stage began to dim. Li Mushang picked up the guitar beside him, adjusted the distance between the microphones, and then gently closed his eyes.
"Bang~~bang!"
After two sounds similar to heartbeats came out, the lights on the stage were turned on again, and Lao Xue, who was empty in front of the piano, appeared on the stage.
This involuntarily caused bursts of cheers.
In fact, when it comes to the arrangements for the guests, Lao Xue refused at first without even thinking about it.
This guy directly hugged Li Mushang's leg and said, "Old Li, it's not that I don't help. You have a pianist like Thomas among your guests, so I'll be like a clown when I go up and play."
Li Mushang also thought about asking Mr. Thomas to play, but as a Venerian, the other party has no understanding of traditional Chinese concepts and cannot express his emotions at all, so he finally chose Lao Xue.
The faint piano flick is like a pair of wings, floating around Li Mushang through the flow of the wind, as if they are guarding and embracing.
Li Mushang looked at the two empty seats in the front corner, and sang softly.
The voice is as clean as white paper, as gentle as jasper in the mountains, and the ethereal moment of the voice is like a pair of invisible hands, opening the channel of time and space and bringing all the listeners into it.
"In [-], the crops hadn't been harvested yet."
"My son is lying in my arms, sleeping so sweetly."
"Tonight's open-air movie, I don't have time to watch it."
"My wife reminded me to fix the pedal of the sewing machine."
Songs are a little thin on the half axis, especially in an occasion like this, and can sound a bit plain.
But there is no doubt that this choice is the result of careful consideration. The first four sentences of this song describe the age very strongly.
The song as a whole is a clean, concise, sincere and confiding emotional expression, which is very delicate.
The melancholy in the melody and the taste of memories are mainly to highlight the unique charm of Li Mushang's voice, which really makes people feel very touched.
Li Mushang gently plucked the strings of the guitar, the notes were so weak that people could ignore them, but the singing was more abundant than the first relationship.
"I'm going to my neighbor's house tomorrow to borrow some more money."
"The child cried for a while and clamored for biscuits."
"The blue polyester card top, the pain burrows into my heart."
"Squatting by the pond, I punched myself hard!"
These four sentences really vividly show the helplessness of a family's pillars in the face of life.
In the 90s, the national economy developed rapidly, but in the rural areas of Northwest China, life was still poor.
It is very common for neighbors to borrow money from each other, and this commonality in the lyrics will give the audience an unparalleled sense of reality.
To describe it in eight words, it is calm and calm.
At the same time, the singing also depicts the stalwart figure of a father, but the vagueness of the future appears in the hearts of every audience at the scene.
At the beginning of this section, the orchestra began to join in, but the melody of the accompaniment was still dominated by the piano, and the guitar in Li Mushang's hand was still ethereal.
His voice and emotions began to progress, and there were also slight fluctuations in his emotions, and tears flickered in his eyes.
"This is my father, the text in the diary."
"This is his youth, the prose poem left, left behind."
"After many years, I watched the tears flow."
"But my father is gone, I can't find his shadow anymore!"
It's not easy to tell a good story, but it's even more difficult to combine good storytelling and songs so deeply.
This is really a very wonderful thing.
Originally, this passage has very sincere emotions, and expressing it with singing is to redraw the emotions in people's hearts.
Because everyone has different emotions and moods after hearing this song, this requires musicians to have higher expressiveness and singing skills.
Li Mushang's unique voice condition is even more powerful. With his own singing, he leads people gradually into the 90s of the last century and into the world of lyrics.
It's okay on weekdays, but now it seems that there is still a big gap.
On the Bird's Nest side, after Uncle Mu Yang's musical instrument solo, Li Mushang, who had changed into a new costume and style, appeared on the stage again.
At this time, he is wearing some retro clothes from the 90s of the last century, a gray woolen jacket, and looks like a lively literary youth!
He smiled and waved amidst the cheers, the staff also moved the high stools and placed them in the center of the stage, and Li Mushang picked up the guitar again and sat on them.
"The following composition comes from my father!"
These words directly made the scene instantly speechless, even friends were quite surprised that Li Mushang would actually take the initiative to talk about this topic.
Those who are familiar with him know that Li Mushang's parents died when he was very young, the specific reason is not clear, it seems to be a natural disaster.
Since then, he has been living with his grandmother since he was a child, until he was admitted to the military art as an adult.
He has never taken the initiative to talk about this topic in these years, and everyone did not ask carefully for reasons of respect.
Li Mushang looked relatively calm, and said helplessly.
"To be honest, I don't have a particularly deep impression of my parents. I only know that they are all workers in the factory. After being laid off, they went to work in other places and died unexpectedly."
"When I was young, I was often ridiculed by my classmates or other children, saying that I had no parents. At that time, I was very autistic and hardly communicated with anyone."
His words were like sharp swords, piercing the hearts of the audience, Chen Jia's nose was sore and a drop of tears fell down.
Her situation is completely different from Li Mushang's. She has been accompanied by her parents since she was a child, and she is afraid of falling while holding her hands.
To be honest, she really wanted to hug Li Mushang, to hug him and comfort him.
Li Mushang continued to speak: "When I was young, every time I asked my grandmother, she always told my parents to go to far away places, and the day when I became famous, we would meet again."
"I think at this time, I should not have let them down!"
These words really moved people to tears, Li Mushang also took out the third work of the concert "Father's Prose Poem".
When he became an adult, he accidentally sorted out his father's belongings, and found an old notebook, which contained the diary written by his father, until the moment he left his hometown.
This has also become the spiritual sustenance of Li Mushang's childhood. Every time he misses his father and mother, he will read it and feel the helplessness and life in their era.
The musical work sung today is an adaptation based on the contents of the diary.
The lights in the center of the stage began to dim. Li Mushang picked up the guitar beside him, adjusted the distance between the microphones, and then gently closed his eyes.
"Bang~~bang!"
After two sounds similar to heartbeats came out, the lights on the stage were turned on again, and Lao Xue, who was empty in front of the piano, appeared on the stage.
This involuntarily caused bursts of cheers.
In fact, when it comes to the arrangements for the guests, Lao Xue refused at first without even thinking about it.
This guy directly hugged Li Mushang's leg and said, "Old Li, it's not that I don't help. You have a pianist like Thomas among your guests, so I'll be like a clown when I go up and play."
Li Mushang also thought about asking Mr. Thomas to play, but as a Venerian, the other party has no understanding of traditional Chinese concepts and cannot express his emotions at all, so he finally chose Lao Xue.
The faint piano flick is like a pair of wings, floating around Li Mushang through the flow of the wind, as if they are guarding and embracing.
Li Mushang looked at the two empty seats in the front corner, and sang softly.
The voice is as clean as white paper, as gentle as jasper in the mountains, and the ethereal moment of the voice is like a pair of invisible hands, opening the channel of time and space and bringing all the listeners into it.
"In [-], the crops hadn't been harvested yet."
"My son is lying in my arms, sleeping so sweetly."
"Tonight's open-air movie, I don't have time to watch it."
"My wife reminded me to fix the pedal of the sewing machine."
Songs are a little thin on the half axis, especially in an occasion like this, and can sound a bit plain.
But there is no doubt that this choice is the result of careful consideration. The first four sentences of this song describe the age very strongly.
The song as a whole is a clean, concise, sincere and confiding emotional expression, which is very delicate.
The melancholy in the melody and the taste of memories are mainly to highlight the unique charm of Li Mushang's voice, which really makes people feel very touched.
Li Mushang gently plucked the strings of the guitar, the notes were so weak that people could ignore them, but the singing was more abundant than the first relationship.
"I'm going to my neighbor's house tomorrow to borrow some more money."
"The child cried for a while and clamored for biscuits."
"The blue polyester card top, the pain burrows into my heart."
"Squatting by the pond, I punched myself hard!"
These four sentences really vividly show the helplessness of a family's pillars in the face of life.
In the 90s, the national economy developed rapidly, but in the rural areas of Northwest China, life was still poor.
It is very common for neighbors to borrow money from each other, and this commonality in the lyrics will give the audience an unparalleled sense of reality.
To describe it in eight words, it is calm and calm.
At the same time, the singing also depicts the stalwart figure of a father, but the vagueness of the future appears in the hearts of every audience at the scene.
At the beginning of this section, the orchestra began to join in, but the melody of the accompaniment was still dominated by the piano, and the guitar in Li Mushang's hand was still ethereal.
His voice and emotions began to progress, and there were also slight fluctuations in his emotions, and tears flickered in his eyes.
"This is my father, the text in the diary."
"This is his youth, the prose poem left, left behind."
"After many years, I watched the tears flow."
"But my father is gone, I can't find his shadow anymore!"
It's not easy to tell a good story, but it's even more difficult to combine good storytelling and songs so deeply.
This is really a very wonderful thing.
Originally, this passage has very sincere emotions, and expressing it with singing is to redraw the emotions in people's hearts.
Because everyone has different emotions and moods after hearing this song, this requires musicians to have higher expressiveness and singing skills.
Li Mushang's unique voice condition is even more powerful. With his own singing, he leads people gradually into the 90s of the last century and into the world of lyrics.
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