Song of Qingqiu

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The time with the one you like is always short, and the beautiful weekend passed like this.But Mo Yuan's heart was still immersed in the joy that he refused to let go.

Soon it was time to record and meet her at work.He thought this way in his heart, and he couldn't tell if he was comforting himself.

It was the first time to record outdoors, and even the gown was a little nervous.Because he was afraid that unexpected noise would cause unnecessary disturbance, after discussing with Mo Yuan, he simply set the "battlefield" in a secluded alley with few people.

On the day of the recording, Mo Yuan was still dressed casually.He also specially cut his hair short, which looks extraordinarily refreshing and neat.Bai Qian, on the other hand, wore her usual professional attire, her long hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of her head.Two people stand together, but there is an indescribable beauty of harmony amidst the differences.

Before starting to record, Mo Yuan checked all the equipment carefully again.Bai Qian leaned against the wall of the alley, watching him with a hard face, slightly pursed lips, bowing his head and plucking the strings in his hand, like a vivid oil painting.Men who work hard are the most beautiful and attractive.

Everything is in place, everyone in place.Mo Yuan also picked up a guitar.The sound of the piano slowly overflowed from the fingertips, like a meandering river, flowing deep in Bai Qian's heart.

Then, Mo Yuan's deep voice floated in the alley along with the sound of the guitar:

"Lonely bird in the sky

dim sunset on the wall

always make your heart soft

Gently passing some shadows"

What he sang was not the "Song of Qingqiu", but Xu Wei's "Direction".For the sake of prudence, they selected a few songs as alternatives.This is one of them.

And Bai Qian's heart seemed to be infected by Mo Yuan's deep voice, and it suddenly tightened.

Mo Yuan looked at her eyes, which were light and shallow, but bright and infinite.He seemed to see the afterglow of the setting sun in it, and even at the moment when the curtain was about to end, he was very persistent in illuminating the surrounding clouds.

Mo Yuan's heart also tightened.The days of the past two years suddenly flooded with music and lyrics, like a dark night oppressing his heart.Staying away from music, not being able to sing, and physical problems are not the biggest difficulties.After he fell ill, he suddenly lost his inspiration.

In the past, he may have fought too hard, or the burden was too heavy, that's why when he fell ill, the negative emotions accumulated for a long time took over.

He really thought that he was strong enough to lead the crowd in Kunlunxu with a smile, rushing to and fro various performance venues, even bars and karaoke halls.Sometimes I was so tired that I collapsed on the sofa and couldn't get up again.In addition, the elder brother's sneering smile and his father's incomprehensible scolding sound possessed energy beyond his imagination, which was the most painful thorn in his heart.

Sometimes he really thought that he could resist all of these things, but only when he was sick did he realize that it was a heart-burning injury.It was like a dark night, oppressing him to the point of pain.

He couldn't help lowering his head, his voice became deeper and more desolate, only his back was stiff and straight like a mountain.

"I just realized that you are Spring..." He continued to sing, his eyes couldn't help looking in the direction where Bai Qian was.Bai Qian just happened to look at him at this moment.The moment the two looked at each other, he felt an unprecedented strength and warmth rising from his heart.

He sighed softly in his heart, lamenting God's favor for him, fortunately he met her in his life, just as he sang in the song at this time:

"I waved my wings vigorously

Start looking for the direction of home

I flap my wings vigorously

dissolve into this wide sky

Turn into your blooming sunset"

He knew that she was his sunshine and his direction.