A song sung by a good sister, "I Could Be A Wandering Poet," stays on my feet. In such a beautiful piece of music, the 16-year-old songwriter can only play his own music in heaven.
The lyrics were written by a 16-year-old teenager, Wang Yueyang, who was young and obsessed with music, but left the world due to an unfortunate case of leukemia. His parents approached Mr. Dabing, hoping that he would compose the lyrics his child had left behind, leaving behind an album of "Amitabha Mamma Mamma". This is one of the songs that was given into the hands of the band Good Sister. The faint guitar sounds play of his attachment to the earth, his reluctance to let go.
"Big city, little me" , the author in the crowded world to find a home, their own habitat. However, it is hoped that "a little time, go slowly", so that they are in this red dust more time to stay for a moment, like a poet, "wandering in the south, singing in the south". strong> . Time took away the author's life, can not go wandering again, only to let the notes in the song continue his minstrel's dream.
The short years of Shaoguang years, not enough to appreciate, but long gone. Perhaps the earth is not worth it, so that his notes are like duckweed, silent wandering. He played the saxophone, mingled with the earthly guitar sound, high, low, clean, as if the clear soul dancing in the beat.
A song, a cause, only to the taste of mankind is pure happiness. The noisy world is perhaps not worth his attachment, however, he is still looking forward to do a minstrel, to walk the world of the South, looking for the return of the deep yearning of his heart.
Only recommend one, Peony's "Autumn".
Dwarf - Gao Xiaosong composed and wrote the lyrics for her, and this ballad is so lyrically beautiful that it makes you think Gao is a hundred times more handsome than Daniel Wu in another dimension.
I overheard this song of hers one day and was so enraptured that I searched for it, only to find out that Gyun Ja committed suicide at the young age of 23, presumably for love. Listening to it again later, it just seemed like a sad fairy tale, much like Gyun Ja herself. Maybe you've heard covers by Zhou Zi Yan and Yu Ke Wei, but I don't think they can sing the song as it was meant to be sung.
Autumn
Lyrics: Gao Xiaosong
Performed by Gyun Ja
Album: Spring Equinox - Autumn - Winter Solstice
You're sitting in a chair looking at the light streaming through the window
You're stretching out your hands and touching
The hope written on paper
You say that the flowers blossom and fall like a window
But the window opens and closes like a window
You say that the flowers blossom and fall like a window. But the window opens and closes like a window of love
You're holding a flower and waiting for someone to take you on a wanderlust
You want to sleep in a faraway land
Like a beautiful fairy tale
The book closes and opens like a dream
We two are together and apart like a pair of oars
Something has to go with the wind
And something has to go with the dreams
Some of them stay in the mind
Some of them stay in the heart.
Sometimes crazy
Sometimes confused
Sometimes singing
There are several versions of the girl. The lyrics are also different.
My favorite is this one by Wang Shunyao
I like this tune.
I would love to listen to this song at the Moonacre Spring
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Lyrics:
The sky of the Northwest, can't tell if it's twilight or yellow sand
Thousands of years of darkness, can't tell if it's sleep or reincarnation.
You open your eyes and can't forget the oath you once made.
Just because of his words.
You wait for a thousand years for the wind and sand.
You dry your eyes.
Looking at the home that has long disappeared.
His face before the journey.
As if in front of you.
Loulan girl, looking up at the starlight.
The sandy mountains can not sound into your bleakness.
The Loulan girl, a thousand years of sorrow.
The water of the Moon Spring, your tears.
You close your eyes, I do not know how many years to wait?
The girl of Loulan, looking up at the starlight,
the singing sand mountain can not understand into your bleak.
The Loulan girl, a thousand years of sadness.
The water of the Moon Spring, your tears.
Loulan girl, the sand blurred your eyes.
Blurring his appearance in your heart.
Loulan girl, time withered your face.
Wither not your faith in him.
Thank you for letting me know how long love is.
I've seen a classic quote:
There are three ballads, Ideal, Love and Faraway.
The listener has three, loneliness, mediocrity and despondency.
Between the ideal and reality, wandering, emotionally, playing and singing their own stories in the street, singing the heart of the road people. Guitar, beer, cigarettes, wandering, savoring the loneliness in the gap between ideals and reality, seeing their own mediocrity in the perfect love they want, and lengthening the back of the downcast under the last slanting sun in the distance.
As the early 80's I have the impression that there is a student era of youthful memories of the past, "you at the same table", campus ballads, playful, playful, carefree age, going to school looking forward to vacation, vacation looking forward to going to school, the mountains crazy to play, skipping classes, too skinny. A song, and its melody, across time and space, back to childhood, evoking happy memories, go back to that can not go back to youth.
When I was a child, I also learned "Grandma's Penghu Bay", sunshine, sand, waves, cactus, and an old captain, in childhood evoked my desire for the sea countless times, want to go to see the world in the song, so that I have a longing for a completely unknown is the world. I used to know only the indomitable "sea oats", but I never thought that the bay is also so romantic, great dream to realize after many years, the first time to see the sea, open up, the heart is infinite enlargement, as if the whole sea can be loaded in, then I was thinking, the mountain children simple, the children of the sea must have a broad heart.
Human beings are worth not exactly some past events, some simple and simple is the dream, some frustration, some experience, these constitute the story of our life, experience and frustration we at least did not have mediocre, we have also realized that the small dreams of the child, to the old and there can be recalled some of the story about their own. A song of Chen Hongyu on the growth of the "song" as the end:
Growing up is an adventure
Brave people first on the road
The price is to miss the scenery
Can not turn back
Growing up is a game
Brave people first to start
Regardless of the sad and happy
Can not turn back
In the season when the grass is long and the birds are flying, I murmur and sing
I'm lonely even when I'm surrounded by people
How come
I feel deserted when the lights go out
I've gone through the time in the past
Growing up is a game
Those who are brave start the journey first
At the price of the scenery I miss
No looking back
There's no turning back
Growing up is a game
The brave ones start first
Sad or happy
There's no turning back
The song of the line
Who's looking back as they walk and sing
The bitter ones are always there to be tasted
How come you don't laugh or cry when you grow up?
The old days of being a kid are over
Let's share with each other and keep each other company
Let's face the loneliness of this moment in our lives together
Chengdu
There is smoke and fire and there is a little bit of romance.
A simple city, a cozy person, holding hands and walking slowly through the tavern, the breeze, the willow.
Put your own desires down, where on earth is worth it.
A song
I was listening to "Chrysanthemum Terrace" when I remembered that my friend said I had a good singing voice. She is a soulmate among friends.
Sometimes you think of a person or remember a past event because of a song.
When I was listening to Celadon, I was mesmerized by the beauty of the song and the beauty of the porcelain. I longed for a trip to Jingdezhen to get a piece of my favorite celadon.
When I listen to "The Fruits of Summer", I often think of the years of new training.
I think of the platoon leader at that time, and the neighboring platoon's old Kang, who always played "Fruit of the Summer" over and over again; I think of the playground where we used to train at that time, and I think of the impenetrable mountain during the charging training. Even the dog at the training ground. In short, everything is so fresh in my mind. Is it because at that time we were young and green, or because the days after that no longer have that kind of bravado, only remember so y?
People always unconsciously live in the memory. Constantly regret those irreparable regrets, constantly recalling those lost beauty. Those people or things left us favorite songs, and later we hear these songs again, often because of the memory of those who passed and sad.
I often can not control their own thoughts. I have told myself that the sunshine of the roof of the world has cleared the haze in my heart, why is there some sadness at this moment?
A glass to tomorrow, a glass to the past
Support my body, heavy shoulders
Although never believe that the so-called mountain high and water long, life is short, why do not forget
-- Mao Yi easily "sadness"
If it is not easy to say that Mao Yi to participate in the If the first two songs of Children of Tomorrow made me think he was a weirdo, then when I heard this song I thought I was wrong, he is a talented weirdo.
When I listened to this ballad, I always felt that Mao was not easy, as the name "not easy" suggests, and that he had been through a lot of things that were not easy. I believe that when Mr. Mao sang this song on stage, those who had been in the past regularly replayed in front of his eyes. That's why this song is so emotional and heartbreaking.
Tomorrow is more than enough, the past is not enough to talk about, continue to go forward, respect each other two do not owe.
When I heard the very beginning of this song, I was y moved.
Hi, I'm Musiclive, a music lover, and I'm happy to answer your question!
You asked if there is a ballad that makes one feel worthy of staying, and in my opinion, the one ballad that can make me worthy of staying is Chen Hongyu's "Ideal Thirty Years".
"Ideal Sanshou" is a ballad song sung by Chen Hongyu, with lyrics by Tang Yingfeng, music by Chen Hongyu, and vocals by Chen Hongyu. It was released in March 2012, and later included in his solo album Poetry Radio Under the Smoke.
"Ideal Thirty Years", a very literary song title, I felt at the time that I almost missed life.
I've since learned that I wouldn't have missed out on life even if I hadn't heard the song, and I still wouldn't have gotten life if I had heard the song.
My mind was really just stuck on the sound, I couldn't find any story. Chen Hongyu didn't give me a story and neither did Tang Yingfeng. I prefer to believe that Chen Hongyu he composed and sang the song as one part of the song, Tang Yingfeng completed the other part, and it's still us who really tell the story and listen to it.
Some people say they don't want Chen Hongyu fire, "selfish" alone obsessed with his songs. But this and I have what to do with it? All I did was bury the ideal thirty days at the bottom of the list. I don't think it adds to the story, and I don't care about the story. Ideal Thirty, I'm only halfway there, and ideals are still pale and feeble.
The only ideal I have for this song, or an expectation, is that the bad stereo in front of the commanding officer's desk will sound again, in about thirty years, ten or so springs and autumns from now, on a sunset twilight.
Thanks for reading, I hope my answer can help you, thank you!
Once Upon a Time
---- Xu Wei
He came from the ancient city of Xi'an, and is the indicator of China's screaming rock, but also a simple literati singer-songwriter
Xu Wei's 2006 "Once Upon a Time" double-CD album
Often, he's all by himself
He doesn't want to be alone, but he's still alone
He is also like you, a poet and a singer.
In the "hard bottom" singers, there is always a part of him that does not fall.
Xu Wei's music is like a more philosophical Luo Dayou by/Yao Qian
If I have a certain mindset, I can be considered his friend,
then he is certainly a world of friends.
If you like Mayday's sensual creation, you'll also like this kind of Xu Wei by/Huang Zixing
If you've loved Chen Sheng passionately, then you'll also like this kind of Xu Wei by/Yang Chuanlin, program manager of Taipei Voice
The first choice is that I feel that every ballad work is something that should be respected. Because we only see its presentation, but not its creative journey. Especially the ballad, the creative inspiration is from life, but also by the author of the beautiful gesture, can be expressed in the content is also extremely rich, because it is given a lot of national colors, so more can reflect the strong national temperament and cultural elements.
If we look at our attachment to the earth as an attitude to life, then I think the ballad can be represented more as a part of poetry and faraway places.
So every ballad that gets sung, I personally feel, makes me feel that the earth is worth staying on. Although life tends to be more dogmatic, but after all, life is so beautiful, and not to be lived up to.
Read through 5000 years of history, the ancient book of poems, today there is "It's not as bad as it seems", each of which not only brings us an auditory impact, but also a baptism of our soul.