Old people seem to always believe in something, especially the rich.
Jiangshan was just an ordinary person in his early years, but later he apprenticed to Jiangbei Old Monster Xu. With his ingenuity, he was able to become a master of the music world at the age of 30.
Thirty years old is not considered old, and in the world of lyrics and music, it is considered to be young and successful, so some are proud of their talents.
It all shows that Xing's private life is chaotic, in fact, the same is true of literati.
The famous Jiangshan did a despised thing and abandoned the scum.
Later, the newcomer gave birth to a son for him, but unfortunately the son died of illness when he was three years old.
Since then, Jiang Shan's temperament has changed drastically. He even retorted when he was scolded in his early years, but he has been silent since then, and even closed the door to thank guests without leaving home.
The so-called master title has also been forgotten.
Until the age of sixty-seven, he composed two songs, one "So Heard" and one "Dust".
All were included in the National Centennial Song List.
Since then, the reputation of the title of Grandmaster has gradually stabilized.
At the age of 83, a song "Sarizi" was born, which shocked the heaven and man. Since then, the name of Jiang Zongshi disappeared, and Jiang Qusheng gradually became popular.
It is also called the two monsters of the north and the south together with the evergreen in the south of the Yangtze River.
Although his fame is getting bigger and bigger, Jiangshan is getting more and more low-key, and he hardly shows his face in public.
Later, it was rumored that the death of his son made him turn back in middle age and changed his beliefs to Buddhism. The song "So Heard" was when he lived at the foot of Qingshan Temple and listened to the evening drum and the morning bell.
And that song, now twenty-three years ago, no one dared to fill in the lyrics.
Repent of the old days, too faithful to promise and fascinated by sorrow, joy, sorrow and jealousy!
The old man looked at the tablet, his eyes gradually erratic.
He let out a heavy sigh, put down the tablet, sighed that his beard was shaking and shaking, and after a long time he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed.
"Who wrote it?"
"An unexpected person!"
Yang Feifei said.
"Huh? You're still playing quizzes with me? Do you still want Quzi?" The
old man raised his brows, quite dignified.
Yang Feifei continued to laugh, indicating that I don't want to eat your way: "Then I have to take this word!"
After speaking, he started, but was beaten by the old man: "It's all delivered, and I want to take it away!"
"What's the matter, the old man still wants to grab the land!" The
old man opened his mouth, finally because of his face: "I don't care about the little girl."
Yang Feifei laughed, and then introduced Chen Ange's situation.
Speaking of White Lotus, she thought for a moment: "The relationship between the two is a bit complicated. I heard her talk about it earlier, and I have seen it from a distance, but I didn't expect it to be unexpected. I don't know where it was copied."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a burning gaze.
Jiang Shan looked serious: "If there is no evidence, don't talk nonsense."
"Yes!"
Yang Feifei nodded obediently.
She is also half a disciple of Jiangshan, and she naturally knows that she is very sensitive to stealing among the crowd.
"He should have wanted the old man's song, otherwise he wouldn't have written it."
"Although he has some vision!"
With a smug expression on the old man's face, he got up and walked to the flowers and plants to smell it. After a while, he said, "If he wants it, then give it to him."
Yang Feifei got up when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "The old man is willing?"
"A match made in heaven, There is nothing to be reluctant to give up." The
implication is that the lyrics and music are highly coordinated. "That's what he said?" "
I really have to thank the old man!" Yang Feifei and Bai Lianhua were chatting hotly. Yang Feifei hummed a few words while talking. The more he sang, the more he liked it. It's a pity that this song doesn't belong to her anymore. "How can you thank me for helping you so much!" Yang Feifei looked at Chen Ange, who was drinking the juice on his own and seemed to have nothing to do with him. "Thank you?" Chen Ange was stunned and glanced at the white lotus flower. Any thanks? White Lotus blinked, as if to say what do you think. He thought about it, snapped his fingers, and soon someone brought it, a pen and paper. Want to write again? Yang Feifei's heart tensed. Although Jiang Shan said not to transcribe at will, but Chen Ange suddenly came up with a high-level word like "The Difficult Sutra", which made her somewhat suspicious. But now I have to write again? Her eyes stayed on the paper. What I saw goes out, what disappears I remember
I stood on the corner of the sea and
heard the soil sprouting
and waiting for the epiphyllum to bloom again
...
The words are very simple, I didn't even feel any feeling when I first read it, but after reading it twice, I started to feel a special feeling.
This is a song written specifically for women.
It's just that the person who wrote it hasn't stopped, and then there is the note.
Is this...
composing?
Yang Feifei was startled, his face full of shock, and with the percussion, the rhythm came out.
Perhaps a little excited, she waved, and soon someone brought the guitar.
Time fluctuated the strings, and the blurred and enchanting music sounded immediately.
Chen Ange heard the sound of the piano, looked up at her, and continued to write with his head down.
After all, it was the first time I saw the song, it was too raw, and Chen Ange wrote it simply.
A few minutes later, he raised his head, took a sip of juice, and casually pushed the paper in front of Yang Feifei: "Well, I've written it!
" .
...
Leave Fang Hua to my time.
There is no lighthouse on the other side .
I still look at the sky and
brush my hair
...
"Very beautiful words."
Can it be beautiful?
These are the words of the talented Lin Xi.
Although short and simple, it has a lot of depth.
Lin Xi, Faye Wong, and Zhang Yadong are simply the pinnacle of Chinese.
"What's it called?" "The other
side of the flower!" "The other side of the flower, the other
side of the flower..."
Yang Feifei muttered to himself: "Manduoshahua!"
Every time Chen Ange listened to this song, there would always be a sense of melancholy in his heart for no reason.
Until the other side flower in the hunter appeared.
"Actually, it's safflower amaryllis!"
Chen Ange said suddenly.
Yang Feifei's expression was condensed, and he was almost so angry that he picked up the juice and splashed his face, but when he thought that the lyrics and music were taken out by Chen Ange.
She tried very hard to hold back.
But he still looked at Chen Ange with resentful eyes, wishing to bring him down and beat him hard.
Safflower Lycoris!
It ruins the atmosphere.
How poignant and moving, especially the sentence 'there is no lighthouse on the other side, I still look around, my hair is white in the dark, and I hold my torch tightly. '
This kind of sad woman pretends to be a guardian of happiness, even if her hair is gray, she still has the feeling of holding a torch for him to go home, which makes people cry once they hear it.
Especially the last sentence!
He came, I said to myself, I'm not afraid, I love him!
Why is he clearly here, but the waiting woman has to say I'm not afraid?
This naturally comes to the flower language of the other side of the flower. The flowers that bloom on Huangquan Road come back not people, but souls.
Love to the depths of the soul, it's a song and a cry!
Just a few lines of lyrics tell people a poignant love story, and the bizarre and blurred song just introduces people into this story, which fits perfectly.
Perfect!
"I have something to do, let's go first!"
Yang Feifei felt itchy, picked up the paper, turned around and ran.