I donated 100 million at the beginning

How to steal time when water flows east

Flowers ripen as soon as they bloom, but I miss them

Who is playing the song Dongfengpo with the pipa

The years are peeling off the wall and I saw my childhood

I still remember that time when we were still very young

But now the sound of the zither is faint, you haven’t heard my waiting.”

Chapter 14 Shocked

Li Ning slowly closed his eyes.

Hoarse, slightly lazy, but with a touch of sadness.

Flow slowly into the ear.

"Who is playing a piece of Dongfeng Po on the pipa

The years are peeling off the wall and I saw my childhood

I still remember that time when we were still very young

But now the sound of the piano is faint, you haven't heard my waiting

Who is playing the song Dongfengpo with the pipa

The maple leaf dyes the ending of the story, I can see through it

I will lead you along the ancient road beyond the fence"

Like narrative lyrics.

Coupled with the sound of pipa, erhu, and musical instruments unique to China, the strong ancient style music is played.

In Li Ning's mind, the story of ink and wash was depicted.

This is a feeling that I have never had before and cannot be described.

In the end, the song ended slowly with the sound of the erhu.

The playback software automatically skipped to the next song for Li Ning.

"Yesterday I bought a bowl of Malatang"

As soon as he heard the singing, Li Ning immediately opened his eyes.

He took off his earphones, and went straight up.

"Fuck, what kind of rubbish song is this!"

Quickly tune back to Dongfengpo and start the single cycle.

"A lamp of sorrow of parting stands alone at the window"

Li Ning slowly closed his eyes again.

Dongfengpo, in his mind, circulated over and over again.

do not know when.

Two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of Li Ning's eyes.

When he opened it again, his eyes were filled with tears.

Seeing the east wind breaking, Li Ning muttered to himself.

"The Chinese music scene is saved!"

"It's really saved!"

"This is the song of our Huaxia people, unique, and no one can take it away!"

as a music critic.

Li Ning looked at the entire Chinese music scene, from prosperity to decline, and finally to this bleak appearance.

Foreign music styles are very popular.

Saliva songs are regarded as standard.

As a Chinese person, he couldn't stand this situation at all.

Therefore, he kept scolding.

Cursing words, cursing songs, cursing singers, cursing capital.

He wanted to use his scolding to wake up the singing world.

We Chinese people must have our own unique style of music in order to gain a foothold in the world music scene and avoid the influx of other countries' dross.

No matter what.

Useless!

The more you scold, the happier the singer and the capitalists behind him will be.

Because the scolding means traffic is coming!

When traffic comes, it means money comes!

They are for money.

It is possible to sink into this kind of cultural invasion.

You can ignore the future development of the Chinese music scene.

It's different now, the hope of China's music scene has come.

Wipe the tears from his eyes.

Li Ning re-examines Dongfeng Po.

Word: Hu Yibao

Composer: Hu Yibao