Many people actually don’t understand poetry, music scores, and tone. At most, they can only hear the melody of this song very catchy.
Even so, they can still distinguish well. Their ears will not deceive their hearts, and their hearts will not deceive their feelings.
Resonance is the most likely way to trigger feelings in your heart.
Resonance is also a kind of closeness to human emotions. When those simple lyrics pierce into everyone's heart like flying knives, there is a slight sourness, a faint pain, or a sweet smile,
The child can inspire the response of the weakest part of a person's heart.
A song may represent a relationship, a period of time, a memory, or a regretless experience in life.
At this moment, everyone thought of many things, those happy, sad, sweet, painful, laughed, cried, possessed, lost... so many kinds of emotions, like a surging wave,
But the entire banquet hall was quietly falling and a needle could be heard, only Li Xuan's singing was echoing.
Mi Shenxing's previous singing was undeniable. Whether it was the gorgeous accompaniment, high voice, or even the gorgeous lyrics, they were definitely not comparable to Li Xuan.
When it comes to skills, Li Xuan couldn't catch up with Mi Shenxing while sitting in a carriage, and he was even more incomparable to the enthusiasm.
But Li Xuan's singing gives people a more shocking feeling.
From beginning to end, no one applauded, no one cheered, and no one even dared to breathe loudly. The scene was quiet, and it was extremely quiet! "Oh my God!"
Xue Na sighed in her heart, "What kind of song is this? It sounds good!"
She seemed to have recalled the years of her youth. A boy was crazy about her and said many sweet love words under the moon.
But one day, the boy went to the battlefield and never came back... As he thought about it, Xue Na's eyes turned red slightly, and her heart started to hum in her voice silently.
"You ask me how deeply I love you, how much I love you..." Ma Lie, who was standing beside Xue Na, stared at Li Xuan on the stage for a moment, and the singing echoed in his ears, and his heart also appeared in his heart.
The figure of a girl.
That was his first love, and he didn't understand love at that time.
Later, in order to pursue the truth of the talisman formation, he embarked on a long journey of study.
Looking back at the past, Ma Lie suddenly remembered the figure of the girl. He didn't know whether she had become someone else's bride, whether she was the mother of the child, and whether she still remembered the pure and beautiful love that was as beautiful as water when she was young.
As he thought about it, he couldn't help but hum in his heart.
"A deep love made me miss it until now..." Almost everyone was immersed in the expression of singing and could not extricate themselves.
The same is true for Roten and Gode.
One is the iron-blooded butcher general, and the other is the heir of the king who has seen everything. However, they are not cold-blooded without emotions. They also have feelings, but they only rarely express them.
Roten looked at Li Xuan with bright eyes, and countless thoughts swelled up in his heart.
He thought of his wife, the poor woman who fell ill in bed after giving birth to a daughter and died of depression in the end.
Rotten's appearance is almost as beautiful as her mother. Every time she sees her daughter, Rotten reminds her wife of her gentleness.
With a sigh, Roten closed his eyes, and a beautiful melody echoed in his mind.
"My love is true, my love is true, the moon represents my heart..." Others felt deeply, but they were far inferior to the other two.
If we talk about the two most shocked people in the entire banquet hall by this song, it is Mi Shenxing and Luo Li.
Mi Shenxing opened his mouth wide and listened to Li Xuan's singing in amazement. He couldn't believe his ears.
Can a local bun from Yunteng write poetry?
A song that doesn’t even have an accompaniment is so good?
How can words that are so simple that even children can write them so sad?
These people don’t applaud or applaud, but what’s going on with their expressions? Are you all crying?
Mi Shenxing wailed in his heart, not daring to admit everything in front of him.
But no matter how he didn't want to admit defeat, he had to admit that Li Xuan's song was far better than him, and that he won not be a little bit.
Although Li Xuan's singing has not ended yet, the outcome has been decided! As for Luo Li, she has been silent from the beginning and looks at Li Xuan in surprise and joy.
She never thought that Li Xuan would write such a beautiful poem, although simple and straightforward, even if it was simple and simple, even without accompaniment, but the a cappella alone was enough to make people excited.
If someone really came to court in front of him while singing such a song, Loli really doubted whether she could resist it.
That melody, that kind of artistic conception, and that kind of melancholy made Luo Li, who had never had a love experience, suddenly feel the urge to try to fall in love! She even wanted to rush to the stage and rush to Li Xuan's
Give him a fierce kiss beside him! She believed that this song would definitely become a classic.
In the future, there will definitely be many boys singing this song, winning the hearts of girls.
This is poetry, this is a kind of sentiment, this is a kind of power, this is a great resonance! Finally, the last note fell and Li Xuan stopped singing.
The whole audience was silent, and everyone seemed to have not reacted.
Until Li Xuan looked at a corner of the banquet hall and said with a smile: "I would like to dedicate this poem to my senior sister, dear Miss Luo Li!"
Hearing this sentence, Luo Li's tense expression finally couldn't hold on anymore. She said to herself with shyness and a little annoyed, "Li Xuan, you bastard, you don't say it earlier if you can write poetry.
, I'm worried about you for nothing!"
"Wow..." Thunderous applause rang out.
When Li Xuan finished saying the words dedicated to Luo Li, everyone realized that everyone couldn't help but raise their hands and applauded and thanked them desperately.
The applause lasted for five minutes. They were not just applauding Li Xuan, but also using applause to greet their youth, their emotions, their efforts, and their memories.
In the final analysis, poetry is the same as other arts, and is an act that resonates with each other.
Everyone's understanding and understanding of poetry is actually a kind of self-review! Every touching song sings both others and yourself, which is the classic charm! Five minutes of warm applause gradually fades away.
There seems to be no need to distinguish the outcome.
As long as you are not a deaf or a fool, you can probably tell who will win and lose.
Mi Shenxing's face was so ugly that it was almost dripping with water. He never dreamed that the love poem he had prepared had been modified and polished by Bai Mengde, and he actually lost to a local bun?
He was really dissatisfied, but Li Xuan's melody and singing still echoed in his ears, making him unable to muster up the courage to refute.