060. Two Springs Reflecting the Moon: A lifetime of duckweed, tears upon hearing ()
"Old Demon Ye is on stage!"
"Erhu? Was Old Demon Ye planning to play the erhu this time?”
"F * ck, what instrument does Old Demon Ye not know?”
"Currently, Old Demon Ye has already used a suona, guitar, piano, and now an erhu.”
"And most importantly, the instruments that I've played so far are all very high level.”
"Old Demon Ye is too monstrous, right?"
"I wonder what amazing song Old Demon Ye will bring?”
"Old Demon Ye's products must be top-notch!"
“......”
When the audience in front of the TV saw Ye Yan go on stage with the erhu, they immediately started discussing. Not only the TV station, but even the ancient music lovers at the scene were shocked.
"Little Friend Ye, how much talent are you hiding?”
On the third floor, Wang Hanhai was slightly surprised. This young man had too many surprises. Then, he looked at Li Shaohua and smiled." Old Li, are you happy now?”
"Happy, little friend Ye is a good person.”Li Shaohua couldn't help but laugh. After he heard the erhu part of Ye Yan's Red Wedding Dress, he had been itching to know if Ye Yan was the one who played that part.
And now Ye Yan had satisfied his desire, how could he not be happy?
......
It was late at night,
The lights in the ancient music pavilion were turned off.
The white moonlight poured down, enveloping Ye Yan on the stage like a pillar of light.
A tranquil and serene mood,
In an instant, it touched the hearts of every audience member.
It actually caused ripples in the hearts of every audience member.
"The music hasn't even been played yet, but just this scene alone makes me feel the existence of the artistic conception.”
"Too powerful, as expected of Old Demon Ye!”
"I don't know why, but I feel a little sad."
"I'm also cold."
“......”
Looking at the figure in the picturesque scene, many people actually felt a sense of sorrow.
Even the judges in the judging panel,
At this moment, there was a hint of sadness in their eyes.
"This young man is the author of 'Double Happiness,' right?”
"I think he's called Ye Yan."
"Truly shocking!"
“.....”
The judges looked at each other and saw the admiration in each other's eyes.
As for the judge who had previously been at odds with Sun Yan, he didn't say anything else. Perhaps he knew that if he said anything else, he would be asking for humiliation.
......
Onstage,
Ye Yan sat on the chair,
Her eyes were lowered, and her entire body emitted a sad and tearful aura.
Coupled with the desolate moonlight, it had gradually infected countless viewers.
Quietly,
He held the string with one hand and pulled the string with the other.
A slow and long erhu rose into the air, echoing in the ears of every audience member.
The sound of the erhu was very soft, but it was also very desolate. The sound was pitiful.
She was like a melancholic poet reciting her sorrows in a low voice, or like a woman who had been wronged sobbing in the moonlight.
Sometimes it was deep, sometimes it was excited, sometimes it was sad, sometimes it was proud, sometimes it was calm, and sometimes it was jumping. It was filled with dissatisfaction, grievance, and resentment.
Accompanied by the sound of the erhu,
The audience slowly became sad, and they could not help but feel a sense of desolation.
This voice is too resentful
This sound is too sad
This sound is too bitter
It made people feel like they were in a dream.
As the saying goes, only when you enter the world do you know the bitterness of the world, and when you leave the dream, you have tasted all kinds of sourness.
It made one sigh with emotion.
Her eyes had unknowingly become misty.
......
Onstage,
Ye Yan slowly looked at the lake,
The moonlight shone, and the shadow was still.
He seemed to have realized something.
Then, he slowly closed his eyes.
The moment he closed his eyes, his aura completely changed.
In the eyes of countless viewers,
On the stage, Ye Yan seemed to have aged and become weak, as if he would pass away at any time like a candle in the wind.
His originally straight back had become bent, and his strong hands had become weak, as if he would not be able to play the erhu in the next second.
The sound of the erhu became even more sorrowful, as if the performance was no longer a song, but the passing of life.
At this moment,
Ye Yan changed,
He became like Ah Bing in his later years.
His eyes were blind, and he was plagued by a vicious illness. His body had already reached the point where he was at the end of his rope.
The night wind blew, and the lake water stirred.
The sound of flowing water echoed in the audience's ears.
Gradually…
Gradually…
They seemed to have heard deep sighs, sad cries, indignant confidences, and stubborn shouts.
As they listened, their hearts began to tremble, and a feeling of soul resonance swept over them.
He couldn't help but think back to his life!
......
In the vast moonlight, Ye Yan's fingers kept sliding on the strings. The flowing water and moonlight could turn into moving notes, flowing out from the strings.
At first, the sound of the zither was gentle and continuous, like a mountain spring winding from a secluded valley, flowing slowly.
This seemed to be praising the beautiful scenery of West Lake under the moonlight, but it also seemed to be guiding the audience to think about their own lives.
Suddenly,
The sound of the erhu sank.
It stirred the hearts of thousands of viewers.
It made everyone feel as if they were playing an erhu for the rest of their lives.
Every note seemed to have experienced a period of helplessness, expressing the desolation and bitterness of the world.
The melody made countless audiences cry, as if their lives were full of ups and downs, hardships, joy and emotions, all kinds of sorrow, and thousands of thoughts. All that was left in my life was indescribable loss and the desolation of my return.
In the sound of the erhu,
Countless audience members had already closed their eyes slowly, quietly listening to the erhu music.
All kinds of images and emotions kept flashing through his mind
The bustling past, the gorgeous moments, the throbbing emotions, flickering, looming, sometimes far and sometimes near, warm and cold, slowly rippled in her heart, gradually drifting away, and dissipating with the wind.
Whose eyes were wet by the sadness caused by the music?
Whose heart was drunk?
That sad and gentle tune made countless people tremble.
A myriad of sorrowful feelings surged in his heart!
......
Under the moonlight, an erhu and a thin figure were playing in the bleak night. The summer wind was blowing slowly. The lonely moonlight and the lonely shadow floated in the night sky, quietly telling and telling.
Tell me:
A lifetime of duckweed, hearing this would make one cry!
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