The water under the sun has a kind of rippling, the beauty of the quiet years. Countless tiny dots of light jumped between them, giving my memories a coat of floating light and gold. Forever warm as spring, forever dreaming. Empty heart all of a sudden snow bright, the war report has a kind of time travel, I do not know where it is now, and their own sense of reunion after a long period of time.
Yes, with their own long goodbye. Often lamented in the river of time, lost themselves. Let the side of the passers-by to add color or plastic bone, the real self is buried deeper and deeper. Even sometimes, when doing something, there will be a small person, in the heart of the cold laugh: look at you, a real mess.
What about the original idea of the war report? War report like? Picking chrysanthemums under the East Fence, leisurely see the South Mountain? The war newspaper likes? A few thatched cottages, hidden books, cast the old village home. What's going on in the mountains? Pine flowers brewing wine, spring water to fry tea? I like it. The evening wind is fixed fishing wire idle, up and down is the new moon?
However, the reality is that every day, in the hustle and bustle of the fast-paced city, is about to forget what? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
These are the most important things that you can do to make your life easier, and you can't afford to raise your eyes in the distance and turn back the way you came.
Recently, it is more trivial to be entangled in the body, the heart is exhausted. Every day, my eyelids are heavy as a mountain, but it is difficult to sleep in a daze. Today, in Xiao Zhan's "Points of Light", actually gradually relaxed, clear, quiet sleep, and woke up solidly.
He sings with all his heart, and my soul follows in harmony. Just like a jerk into the dew under the full moon, rolled and came out again, washed but a wisp of dust in the heart, conscious of the radiance of the light. I borrowed his light to warm my coolness. Points of Light" came at the right time. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
How many people can still remember their own hearts, and dare to rely on a cavity of lonely courage and determination, wearing stars and months on the road?
Shaw is undoubtedly one.
He said: ? Music for me, in fact, is the first heart of the stage, I do not want to give myself regrets.?
He said: ? In addition to some material help, in fact, helping people is more of a belief and goodwill spread.?
His voice is as delicate and gentle as ever, but there seems to be something different about it. Maybe it's the fusion of pop-electronic elements and R&B that Battle Report hasn't touched, or maybe it's because of the cross-regional cooperation of the production team. Fresh, easy, light, and light, listening to his songs, as if he saw a teenager, gently and deftly jumping, running, teenage limbs stretching, there is an inexhaustible force to stretch the air around. The growth he wants is unstoppable.
A single teenager at the beginning, happily singing and dancing to himself. Not the simplicity of a newborn calf who knows nothing, but after experiencing failure or suffering, he still holds his heart, believes in the beauty of the world, and quietly and surely explodes with his tension, never backing down.
With the gradual advancement of the melody, there are a lot of harmonies to join, heavy harmonies more emphasize the warmth of his voice. The teenager calls out to his friends, and as more join in, the scene begins to get grand. One person's light may be small, but the power of the crowd can turn a point into a surface. Love is the source, we walk together with love. Isn't that what this other spring we passed before?
The whole song is very smooth, listening to it, the war newspaper recalls the depths of the blue sea, swimming freely whale. Its simple smooth lines quietly across the water, the stars are smiling in the sky, small fish swim around it mischievously, the bottom of the water has a luminous plankton in the flickering, and the water surface of the dots of starlight echoes. The heavens and earth are vast, and the Great Way evolves in its own cycle?
One day, it ushered in the whale fall. It sank to the bottom of the sea alone. A whale fall, all things born? A thought of mountains and rivers become, a thought of a hundred grasses grow. Its blazing pride and gentleness remain unchanged until death. Like, our teenagers.
There have been moments beyond the limit, experienced their own changes, walking through the traces into points of light? His hard work along the way, finally put this scattered points of light, so that more people can see.His fans learn from him and try to turn themselves into better people. These countless inconspicuous points of light all over the sky, the same ice heart clear and crisp, to send the stars in their hearts back to the sky that belongs to him. Points of Light, with its thousands of faces, has a different meaning for each person, but applies to many people at the same time.
That's why it ****ing rings true for so many people. Whether you're reading the words or listening to the music, it's the emotional **** uplift that you want. When people are moved to it, it's a success.
Xiao Zhan's singing has improved again. His bite is clear and leisurely as he switches between true and false notes. Yes, the whole song gives off an idle feeling. Although the lyrics are very positive and powerful, but it is idle. Not with an impulse, regardless of the strong wind prairie, but see through the confusion of the world, good and evil obstacles to the eyes, Shi Shi Shi to the end of the water, let the time sweep through the spring shirt, whisked down all the bright sunshine splendor. The world is traveling against the odds, and there is no way to go forward.