War would not disappear because of a song, nor would it decrease because of a song. On the contrary, war was still war. Songs were only sung for people to hear. As for whether they could be effective, that was not the matter of the singer. 02345.com
William sat quietly in front of the piano. His fingers danced elegantly on the piano keys like elves." Tell Me, Why " became even more sorrowful and intoxicating under the piano music that William had just thought of.
The sun shone on William's exclusive territory, and an unforgettable fragrance filled the air. It was the forget-me-not fragrance that Avril had brought to William from Canada.
Forget-me-not had a beautiful story that had been passed down over the grasslands for thousands of years…
In the vast grassland, a man and a woman were walking in the wind while hugging each other. They held love in their hands. Her fluttering clothes were full of love.
The sky was so blue, and the clouds were floating gently. Suddenly, a flower of the same color as the sky gently swayed in the distance. The woman stopped in her tracks. She saw the flower, the flower whose name she did not know. The man walked towards the blue. He understood a woman's heart and knew that this flower should be pinned in her hair bun. He loved her.
However, when the man plucked the flower, he could not move his feet. He sank into the swamp. The woman rushed over with all her might. The man turned around and shook his head to signal her not to come over.
The woman stood still, tears running down her face. The man raised the flowers and smiled at her. Forget-me-not.
The man's face was getting closer and closer to the ground, but the flower in his hand was getting higher and higher.
The woman fell and covered her face with her hands. The tears that dripped between her fingers drenched the field. The wind was still blowing, blowing the woman's tears and the man's last words in the wilderness. Thus, this flower melted into love, and this flower had the name of Lan Youyou: Forget-me-not…
From then on, an ordinary flower bloomed in the hearts of lovers. It was watered with tears of love. Every Valentine's Day, couples would tie them into a bouquet and give them to their lovers to express their deep love. Forget-me-not was the love seed in the flower. Even if it had left the water of life, the light of life, and the root of life, it would still be as beautiful as before, and the flower would still be as beautiful as before. It was telling its lovers with its soul, no matter the ends of the world, please don't forget me, don't forget me, beautiful don't forget me!
William's eyes were closed quietly. His fingers were as agile as an elf. The beautiful legend slowly came out of William's fingers.
On the grassland, the gentle wind, the eagles flying freely in the sky, and the horses galloping in the distance filled the grassland with a sense of peace. In the distance, a beautiful blue flower appeared in front of them. Her name was condensed from love: Forget-Me-Not…
Ian and Elena, who were reading newspapers and Paris fashion magazines in the living room, heard the beautiful piano music from upstairs. They put down the things in their hands and listened to William's beautiful love story with their eyes closed.
After a long time, when William's fingers gently caressed the piano keys, this love disappeared with the flower that was still alive.
Forget-me-not was a beautiful legend. It was the paradise in everyone's heart.
Forget-me-not is a zither in my heart. The messenger of the soul plays elegantly on the strings. The moving rhythm slowly spreads out and tightly wraps around me. The breeze was filled with insects, and the night was filled with stars. I stood quietly in front of the window, as if I could see the blue elf floating in the dark night.
Forget-me-not is a beautiful dream in my heart. Every dream has a lock. The person who opens this lock is the person in my heart. In the days of anticipation, I will always tear off a piece of cloud as a letter to write down my deep concern and longing.
In this noisy world, only that light blue can wake up that anxious state of mind. I will bring my thoughts to you in waves. Let the flowers bloom and fall. Please don't forget me. Let things change and the stars change. Forget-me-not, this beautiful lovesick grass will always bloom in my heart…
William sniffed the fragrance of the air above his exclusive territory. His melodious sigh echoed softly, and the ring on his left hand sparkled…
"Daddy, Mommy." William went downstairs and saw Ian and Elena kissing passionately on the sofa.
"Son, the part just now was not bad. Is it a new creation?”After the two of them released each other, they sat on the sofa and hugged each other as if nothing had happened.
William nodded and took out a teacup from the disinfection cabinet. He walked to the coffee table and poured a cup of strong tea. He felt the bitterness in his mouth and said,""I'm preparing for my MV, but this song seems too poignant and beautiful.”
"Hi, son." Ian stood up and put his arm around William's shoulder. The two of them sat on the sofa. Ian said,""This song is very sad and beautiful, but your mother and I can hear the transmission of love from the song. You should spread this song.”
William looked at Ian's eyes. Ian's eyes were a little lighter than William's blue eyes. Ian had the blood of three countries: Sweden, Italy, America. His mother had China, England, and France. William was a mixed-blood from six countries, which was only two countries less than Jessica.
William nodded." I know what to do. Don't worry, Daddy. I'll go to the office first."”
William drank the strong tea in his teacup in one gulp. He walked to the garage, took the keys, opened the car door, and drove out of the villa.
After parking the car, William, who was wearing an open-collared shirt, greeted them with a sad smile. William had not escaped from his music just now. The sad and beautiful legend of the beautiful prairie seemed to appear in front of his eyes.
When he reached the recording studio, he found a few staff members and asked them to help him record the part where he played the piano and sang.
He sat quietly in front of the silver piano in the recording studio. When his fingers touched the piano keys, William could not help but frown. This feeling…was not right.
He slowly played the piano piece that he played at home, and his mouth gently told the story of love that had been passed down for thousands of years.。。。。
William frowned as he stood outside the recording studio. The piano piece that he had just played was playing in the recording studio. However, William did not feel the poignant beauty from it. He only felt that the piano piece was better.
"What went wrong?" William muttered to himself. This kind of music could only be considered to be above average. It would not attract fans at all. If this piano piece was used as an MV, it would only be good to listen to. It would not be considered top-notch. To William, who had always wanted to do it well, this would definitely not be allowed.
The music he played at home was definitely not this kind of music. He could feel the faint blue legend when he played it at home. William hid himself deeply on the sofa. A few staff members also went out. They pressed their foreheads and frowned as they looked at the empty space in front of them. They did not know what went wrong.
People who had never played the piano themselves would never know that whether a piano piece had a soul or not determined whether it was good or bad. For example, how could the piano pieces of Einstein be spread around the world? It was because his piano pieces had a soul. People could also hear and feel from them why there were so many piano geniuses every year, but only a few could be remembered by people. It was still the same sentence, those people's piano pieces had already been injected with souls. They were no longer just playing the piano. They were using the piano to express what they wanted to say to the people.
William's frown deepened, but he still could not figure out where the problem was. He remembered the steps of playing clearly, and there was no such thing as playing wrongly. There was no problem with the music, but feelings…William raised his head, and his confused eyes were suddenly filled with life. Feelings, feelings. He had only played it because he recalled the legend of Don't Forget Me back then.
William hurriedly ran out of the company's entrance. From afar, Demi, his parents, and a few people from the Minor Protection Association were slowly walking over. From afar, Demi saw William and pulled her mother over to look at William. After William got into the car, he drove the car. After making a turn at the company's entrance, he frowned and hurriedly drove out.
An hour later, William parked his car in the company's parking lot. He got out of the car and walked to the front passenger seat. He opened the door and carefully took out a flower pot filled with forget-me-nots.
With a smile on her face, she hurriedly walked into the elevator. After pressing the button for the recording studio, she smelled the fragrance of forget-me-not. Her heart shook. That's right, it was this fragrance. She was not looking for the wrong place.
At the entrance of the recording studio, Boss, Demi, and Demi's parents were standing there. A staff member stopped them.
The staff member said," Boss, it's not that I don't want to help you. It's just that William said that he'll be back soon. You know, people in the music industry tend to forget their inspiration if they're not careful…William is here."”The staff member looked at William, who was holding a forget-me-not, and walked over hurriedly.
William glanced at the boss and walked in. He said to the staff,""Help me record it. Remember, record it carefully.”With that, he closed the door of the recording studio.
Outside, the boss explained to Demi and her family in an apologetic tone.
Demi smiled and said,"William is in such a hurry. He must have a good song."”
He carefully placed the forget-me-not on the piano table. After sitting down, he took a deep breath. The fragrance of the forget-me-not was intoxicating.
Her ten fingers caressed all the keys on the piano as if she was caressing her lover. She closed her eyes. When Demi saw William, her heart skipped a beat. She was looking forward to the next piece of piano music.
Forget-me-not, the flower of love
Don't forget me, that's the promise between you and me that hasn't changed for a thousand years
Forget-me-not, do you know what you mean
The messenger of the heart plays elegantly on the strings
The moving rhythm slowly drifted away
Surround me tightly
The breeze, insects, stars in the night
I stood quietly in front of the window, as if I saw the blue fairy floating in the dark night.
I bring my longing to you on the waves
Let the flowers bloom and wither, please don't forget me
As things change, this love will never change
Forget-me-not, this beautiful lovesick grass will always bloom in my heart
It is always blooming with the purity of ice and jade
No matter how the world changed, what remained unchanged was the silent feelings and the Garden of Eden.
Forget-me-not is a beautiful dream in my heart
Every dream has a lock, and the one who opens it is the one in my heart.
Don't forget me, it's the love seed in the flower
Even if it leaves the water of life, the light of life, the essence of life, it is still as beautiful as ever, as beautiful as a flower
No matter where you go, please don't forget me
Forget-me-not, beautiful forget-me-not!
On the piano keys, it was as if elves were dancing. The poignant and beautiful story was told by William's slender fingers. The stars in the sky turned upside down. The huge waves in the sea calmed down. The sound of gunfire on the battlefield in the distance disappeared. Forget me not. That was a beautiful legend. Forget me not. That was the dream in our hearts. The promise we made on the beautiful prairie…
Outside the recording studio, the boss, Demi, and her family listened to William's poignant story. The story of forget-me-not spread out with the piano. Wherever the piano went, forget-me-not followed.。。。。
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