"Linjiang Fairy*Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water" is just a poem, and a poem generally has no soundtrack. The original soundtrack of this lyric has been lost, and the song composed by Wu Zhe was added according to the opening song of the TV series.
This, this word will be written by them? The talented Mo Xichou couldn't believe it.
the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.
For Mo Xichou, such a magnificent opening line is hardly seen in his life, but it is definitely a rare opening line. Just listening to this sentence is enough to surpass the artistic conception of Mo Cainv's entire poem.
In her and everyone's understanding, the Yangtze River is a description of a certain river. There is no doubt about the long flowing river.
The sound of the piano is just an auxiliary, focusing on the deep voice of the war-torn General Hong who is more than half a century old, which fully expresses the leisurely atmosphere of this poem.
Wu Zhe just sang the playful "Laughing Rivers and Lakes", and everyone had just experienced the emotional rendering of girls playing and singing. As a result, the sophistication of this song "Linjiang Fairy*Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water" reached the extreme, as if it suddenly shocked everyone See through the mortal realm of entering the fairyland!
The contrast is so great that it goes up and down the earth! Wu Zhe intentionally foreshadowed the singing, which greatly increased the emotional appeal of "Linjiang Fairy*Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water".
On the arena where there was no interference from the audience, the old general sang in a deep and affectionate voice: "Success or failure, right or wrong, turn your head away~~~The green hill is still there~~~ A few times the sunset is red~~~..."
The turning point of the voice of the old general is definitely not as good as that of the young girl, but it can give this poem a sense of vicissitudes.
Not as good! Absolutely not as good! As soon as these few lines came out, the talented Mo Xichou felt no luck: her own poems were completely inferior to this one! This is not a realm at all!
Compared with standing up in surprise just now, she sat down slowly at this moment.
Because there is no need to be surprised, it is a foregone conclusion. Such a well-known and talented woman like herself actually lost to the woman from Hu Daomen on the spot!
Who made such a good word? ! Mo Cainv was thinking in her heart, but she didn't care to pay attention to Hu Daomen's side.
Because the poem sung by the old general had already captured her heart, and she was afraid that she might mishear a word.
Under the stage, everyone did not dare to vent their anger, for fear of making the slightest noise to disturb the old general on stage.
Even the narcissistic son Zong Zhilian was so shocked that his fan stopped shaking for a long time.
There were many old warriors in the audience, and at this moment, a feeling of sorrow and tears gradually emerged in their hearts.
As the audience listened silently, the old general continued to sing: "White-haired fisherman and woodcutter on Jiangzhu~~~I'm used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze~~~..."
Inspector Li Daoming touched his half-white hair subconsciously, longing in his heart whether he could get out of the rivers and lakes, and be a hermit who doesn't care about world affairs as described in the poem, how leisurely it will be...
Many elderly people or those who have suffered psychological shocks in the audience also had similar feelings, and a yearning to escape from the world faintly rose in their hearts.
"A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet..." The old general's voice gradually rose, and he sang with high emotion: "There are so many things in the past and the present~~~ I have to laugh~talk~~~~~!"
A short song "Linjiang Fairy Rolling Yangtze River East Passing Water" was sung by the old general, and the strings trembled for a long time without stopping.
The audience was silent for a long time, as if everyone was still reminiscing about the last high-pitched [Dufu jokes].
What an atmosphere!
What a relief!
Although the lyrics are short, they give people a long feeling. This is the excellent effect of this poem. The older people are, the more they can feel the appeal of this poem.
Life is short and long aftertaste, a contradictory and philosophical experience.
Many people have tears in their eyes, remembering their old friends and old friends...
"Ah—" The old general Hong Shouting pressed his hands on the piano and let out a long sigh.
Hu Yunjiao and other women had read the manuscript many times earlier. Listening to the same song sung by the old general at this moment, I don't feel tired at all, I just feel that it does not create a sense of heaven and earth.
The old general reached to his waist and slowly took out something.
hiss---
There was a lingering sound of burning fire.
The wood of the guqin is dry and hard, and it burns when it sees fire.
Everyone exclaimed, the old general in the arena actually took out a fire pocket and lit the piano on fire!
"My old friend...the old man has nothing to cherish, but with this qin, I will send this song to you!" The old general burst into tears, watching the flame of his beloved qin grow bigger and bigger.
My heart doesn't hurt.
Only sad.
Seeing the old general like this, everyone present was surprised at first, but soon they were not surprised.
No one stepped forward to stop him.
This is not the blasphemy of burning pianos and boiling cranes, but a noble act of righteousness!
Many warriors who have lost their comrades-in-arms agree in their hearts.
Well deserved!
That's how it works!
Only in this way can I send my thoughts to me from afar!
It couldn't be more appropriate to sacrifice this guqin that has just played such a superb song!
Qu Biqin burning! Since then, Qi State has had a good talk...
The old general stood up, watching the guqin burnt to black on the qin seat, the strings bouncing and breaking, Lao Huai was very relieved.
He raised his hand to the sky, and muttered in his mouth, he didn't know what he said to his deceased comrade in arms.
After a long time, there was a burst of applause and applause from the audience.
"Great, wonderful words!"
"The old general sings well!"
"Hu Daomen's poems are better than Lin Jianmen's!"
After the old general prayed, he walked towards Hu Daomen, and saluted several girls: "On behalf of the deceased comrades in arms, I thank you girls."
"The old general is too polite." Hu Yunjiao and the other women hurriedly got up and moved away, not daring to be bowed by him.
The women noticed that although the old general's eye sockets were red, he did not shed heroic tears.
Having gone through wars, he is indeed a tough guy who bleeds but does not shed tears. He was able to hold back the tears in his eyes when he was so sentimental.
"This word and this song will be spread all over the world after today." The old general cupped his hands and said, "So, you will naturally win the second round when you wait for Hu Daomen..."
"Wait a minute, old general!" Xuanwu female general Wei Ling's voice suddenly came from behind.
I saw the Xuanwu female general speaking slowly from her seat: "I suspect that the opponent of this talent competition is a fake. The women of Hudaomen took out poems written by others to deceive the general and everyone."
She intentionally implied the power of profound energy in her voice, which could be heard clearly by everyone up and down the ring.
Needless to say, what she said really made many people puzzled.
Yes, this poem has a profound skill, and contains a lot of realms of seeing through and enlightening.
Look at these little girls from Hudaomen, most of them are only 14 years old, how can they come up with such a sophisticated and vicissitudes of life
"What General Wei said makes sense. Even a shallow woman like me, who is fluent in poetry and prose, thinks you are very suspicious." Lin Chaoying walked over.
Her words were humble, but she had an unforgiving sharp tongue.
"You spitting blood!" Hu Yunjiao and her two girlfriends were furious.
Mu Qingya, who was always good-tempered, was also annoyed.
"Miss Lin, Ming people don't speak dark words. Anyone who wants to confuse a pool of clear water to catch fish can understand this technique." Wu Zhe thought about it, but frowned deliberately: "Tell me, what topic do you want to come up with?" Come to embarrass us, just speak out."
Unexpectedly, the other party jumped into it even knowing it was a trap, Lin Chaoying laughed out loud, "How dare you, a handyman from the countryside, dare to fight?"
In this way, this second game will be a mess. Lin Chaoying was proud of herself. ;