"I just had an unsuccessful audition this afternoon..." Renly's words caused a lot of sacrifice from the audience in the bar, and some even shouted, "Renly, you are the best!"
Tom took a quick look at Steven, and then saw his old friend's face turn down again, clearly dissatisfied with Renly's blatant provocation. But Tom was quite interested. A good actor always needs some edges and edges. Instead, he found things more interesting.
"But this audition has given me some inspiration, and I'm willing to share it with you here." Renly's eyes just swept across the table at No. 14, and then glanced at the scene hidden in the dark. The blurry face in the middle of the game made a joke, "I know I'm very popular, and everyone is reminiscing about my previous wonderful performances..." This sentence made everyone laugh, "But today, please allow me Performing this special piece of music, which just came out hot."
Applause, all the audience applauded one after another, and some even shouted and cheered for Renly. Standing next to the bar, Stanley turned to look at Neil and asked, "Do you know about this accident?"
Neil spread his hands and shrugged, saying he didn't know anything. Stanley waved his hand as if he was swatting a fly. He ignored Neil and looked at the stage again. Renly, who was bathed in the light, showed a brisk smile. The notes of the guitar strings were in the crystal clear milk. Dancing in the yellow light waterfall, like an elves spreading their wings.
Steven couldn't help being stunned. He thought that Renly would mention the content of the audition, use the support of the audience to test pressure on them, or use such a platform to show his talent again, but he never expected that the melody would be in Renly. The fingertips of the music are cheerfully outlined, and the increasingly brisk musical symbols bring happiness and joy, so that every listener can't help but beat the beat together.
This is the second time Steven has misunderstood Renly.
The melody like turbulent spring water lingered throughout the bar. Renly lowered his eyes and looked intently at the guitar strings. A shallow smile formed on the corners of his mouth. He was the only one left in the world. The mellow voice walks through the staves compiled by the musical symbols, which is so warm and intoxicating, "I was Cleopatra, I was a young actor, when you knelt on my knees begging for my hand before the bed..."
The first lyric left Steven stunned. Cleopatra, also known as "Cleopatra", during the audition this afternoon, Renly performed Mark Anthony, Cleo Tepala's lifelong lover. So, that's what Renly calls "the insight," and he's singing a song about Cleopatra.
"I am so sad, because I am wearing a long black dress, my father is sleeping in the coffin, and I have no plans." In the cheerful melody, the lyrics are like a sad narrative poem, graceful and poignant, with a touch of sadness and Regret walks between the lines, this is the story of Cleopatra, but this is not the Cleopatra the world is familiar with, the disaster that Shakespeare described as the "eternal sex/sexy temptress" .
"Oh..." With a slight sigh, the smile on Renly's mouth seemed to bring a hint of disappointment, "I left a muddy footprint on the carpet, and when you left, it gradually stiffened like my heart; but I must admit, I will immediately agree to your proposal, curse your wife, and be your lover in order to stay by your side."
Cleopatra had agreed to Caesar's courtship, even though Caesar had a wife at the time. In the eyes of the world, she is a woman who does not sacrifice her means for power and profit, but no one sees the true feelings in her heart. That love like moths to a fire has made her fall into a place of doom and forever. bear the infamy.
She was a woman, a woman who had no status or freedom in the society at that time and could only depend on men. But when people judge her, they always forget that. Because it is always easier to blame the demise of a country and the mistakes of history on a woman.
"But it's too late, it's too late for everything, I've missed the love of my life." The strings in Renly's hands suddenly stopped, humming in a clear voice, and the simple "too late" said nothing. With countless sadness and loneliness, "When I die, I will not miss it again."
She missed everything, missed life, and the only thing she didn't miss was her own death.
The cheerful and joyful melody sounded again, lingering in the ears, the lingering sadness spread on the tip of the tongue, and the bitterness was too hard to swallow. His emotions instantly took over his brain, and suddenly his heart ached to the point that he couldn't breathe.
"The church curbs all the desires that are hidden in my blood, yes, flesh and blood is my existence, but I firmly believe in the truth." Those words like poetry were touching between Renly's lips and teeth, so beautiful that it was heart-warming broken. The real sadness is not the lack of freedom, but the refusal to embrace freedom, firmly imprisoning one's soul in the flesh and blood, like a walking corpse. "So I'm driving a taxi, the traffic distracts me, and the passengers in the back seat wake up memories of you."
Renly suddenly sped up the strum with his right hand, and the melody became more and more cheerful, as if the skirt was flying under the flamenco dance steps, and the bright and flamboyant red danced out a piece of gorgeous petals, which made the heart skip a beat. It stopped beating, but there was an indescribable poignancy in the joy, as if the flying dust could be seen to the naked eye, bringing this silence to everyone's shoulders, and the heavy weight made the smile on the corner of the mouth bring Sadness lasted.
"But it's too late, it's too late, I missed the love of my life. When I die alone, when I die alone, I won't miss it again."
The translucent musical symbols are like dewdrops reflecting the splendid morning sun, and the poetic lyrics collide between the lips and teeth to create a turbulent and boiling emotion, causing a dull pain in the chest. There was nothing fancy, Renly just sang in his own voice, but it was so magnificent and grand that the light lost its color.
Suddenly, Tom's tears broke down, and it all happened so suddenly that he was caught off guard. Inexplicably, Mark Anthony and Cleopatra came to mind. In Shakespeare's other tragedy "Anthony and Cleopatra", he always believed that Antony was obsessed with Cleopatra's beauty and delayed state affairs, which led to the decline of Rome. However, this is fate. Two people who once loved each other, because of the wrong time and the wrong place, led to the wrong fate and delayed their lives.
Delay for life. What a tragic and poignant sentence. Unexplained sighs and sadness firmly occupy my heart.
"The only gift God gave me was a life and a divorce, but I read the script and the costume was just right, so I would play my role well." another level.
It turned out that all this was just the arrangement of God, all this was just a play, all this was just a mockery of fate. Ridiculous, funny, sad, joking, mocking. How sad, how helpless, how desolate, like a puppet, she put on a costume and played her role according to the script. But what about herself
"I used to be Cleopatra, I used to be taller than the ridge of the roof, but all the past is gone with the wind; now the nurse in white shoes leads me back to the guest room..." The melody goes higher, Renly's After the singing was torn to a high place, there was a touch of loneliness, as if there were only a few strokes of the sunset left in the sky, "There is only one bed and one bathroom, a place that leads to the end." The teasing of fate, after all, is still reached the end. This time, she won't miss it again.
Love is such a simple yet complicated word; freedom is such a luxurious yet ordinary word. That woman named Cleopatra once pursued her inner desire recklessly, but left a lifetime of infamy. What is even more tragic is that she still missed it. She once thought that Caesar was the love of her life, but he Failed her; she once thought Anthony was her destination, but he hurt her again. On this path of fate, she stumbled, stumbled, and was bruised all over, but she was finally tricked by fate and left alone.
"Treading the Stars"
"I won't miss it again, I won't miss it again, the love of my life. When I die alone, when I die alone, I won't miss it again."
The melody slowly dissipated in the air, and Renly's long tail had a hint of magnetism, dragging the long tail in the air, like a firefly falling in the dark night, clearly seeing the light streaking out. A trail, then dimmer and darker, until it disappears completely. The whole night was once again escaping into the boundless darkness.
"When I die alone, I won't miss it again."
Tom wiped the warmth in his eyes in embarrassment, but the turbulent emotions could not be calmed down at all. He recalled Renly's audition in the afternoon again in his mind, and the tragic burst out of that moment fermented and precipitated in the melody just now. The complicated feelings in my chest couldn't find an accurate word, but the resonance was unquestionably stirring.
It soon became apparent that Tom was not alone. At this moment, many of the audience sitting in the bar actually looked at the stage with tears in their eyes. They didn't care about their embarrassment at all, they just stared at Renly quietly, and even the scattered lights became extra gentle. .
These are real listeners, listeners who really listen to music with their souls, they understand the story in Renly's voice, and then they are immersed in the music and can't extricate themselves. No clapping, no screaming, no booing, not even a sound, everyone is quietly savoring, savoring the faint melancholy, savoring the sadness hidden under the cheerful melody, savoring the bard-like Wise. Really good music has such power.
Note: Cleopatra—The-Lumineers