House Dad’s Literary Life

This magical song comes from a magical comedy movie…

Sitting in the deck, Yang Yi couldn’t open it, so he got up with his guitar and everyone else followed him to the middle of the coffee shop. Yang Yi sat on the stool in front of the piano.

Because Thousand Miles Chuan-Shu often comes to the store to perform, so there are also two microphones, just like Fang Tang can come over and help Yang Yi adjust, aiming a microphone at the guitar and a microphone pointing at Yang Yi’s mouth.

“Is this going to be performed?” There are several student guests in the coffee shop, two couples and three singles. They saw this scene and looked at them curiously.

This Street Corner’s Coffee Shop often has performances. I didn’t expect to be able to hit it once. Of course, no one can recognize Yang Yi, who has always been low-key.

It was a girl of Classical Music Faculty who looked strangely at Hu Songnan, who was supported by Hu Yongxiang. She whispered to her boyfriend: “The old grandfather is familiar! I seem to have seen it.”

Of course I have seen, in the college building, his photos and his previous tours in various countries! It’s just that Grandfather Hu on the photo doesn’t look so old…

“Dad, are you sitting down?” Hu Yongxiang said with concern.

“No, I stand and listen, Little Yang can surprise me every time!” Hu Songnan said cheerfully.

Yang Yi adjusted and started his own “playing”. There was no nonsense. His thick and long fingers smacked on the guitar, and a series of exotic preludes like the streams in the mountains. Flowing out of the way.

The transition of the prelude was only a slight slowing of the bright rhythm, and Yang Yi sang.

“I haven’t come again since now…” (Note 1)

Including Mo Fei, who was looking forward to it, everyone stunned.

This song?

Cantonese song?

Of course, Yang Yi will write and sing Cantonese songs, which is not unusual. It used to be that he wrote to Chen Yijie. He basically didn’t sing. He listened to him suddenly singing the Cantonese song… He also sang a word, and there was no accent. Everyone felt a little strange.

Mo Fei is fine, she knows Yang Yi’s skill, she is more interested in Yang Yi’s singing.

It is different from the smoothness of his usual pop songs. It seems that Yang Yi’s songs have some vicissitudes of sorrow at the moment, and they also deliberately use obvious pauses to set off the cruelty of this age…

But this is only because Mo Fei is more familiar with Yang Yi, can you hear this deliberate, other guests in the coffee shop can’t help but indulge in the voice of Yang Yi’s strong mature man, as if it was natural, Yang Yi should have It is like this vocal!

The song is very lonely, but the lyrics are more sad…

From the first sentence of Yang Yi, Hu Songnan stopped.

The past, the present, and the past will never come back. Is this lyrics talking about yourself? I used to be an old wife who has passed away. Now, is it old-fashioned?

“Red leaves are buried in the dust…”

Such lyrics, like a gust of wind, blow open the memory of Grandfather’s deep, his sunken eyes, sullen eyes, began to overflow with tears.

Hu Yongxiang is also full of emotions. Of course, he is in a high position and is more determined. He also knows how such a sad song affects people’s emotions.

He once again advised: “Dad, let’s sit down and listen?”

“Don’t be noisy!” It’s like many years ago, when Hu Yongxiang was still young, he bothered Hu Songnan to study music, and Grandfather yelled impatiently.

In front of the music, Grandfather seems to have become independent, critical, harsh…

Mo Fei noticed that she looked around and patted Xixi’s shoulder and whispered, “Xixi, you go there and move a stool to Grandpa.”

It’s the kind of tall red plastic stools that I didn’t have, but sometimes Thousand Miles Chuan-Shu they used to perform, so they got two, and most of the time they will be put away, which is very unsightly…

The stool is light and the Xixi is no problem.

Little girl just didn’t understand what Dad was singing. She ran off the stool and moved to the stool, but it wasn’t one, but two stools stacked.

Although the weight is not heavy, but the stool is very high after all, 瞧Xixi raised his hands high, holding them, a small expression on the little face.

“Grandpa, sit down!” Xixi walked to Hu Songnan, his voice clear.

Hu Songnan is still annoyed. Who is going to bother me?

But seeing carrying a small head, big eyes full of hope, waiting for his little girl to praise, Grandfather has no temper.

“Good, boy! Thank you!” Grandfather sat down with a smile. He didn’t know that the stool under his butt was actually two stacks. Hu Yongxiang can only stand side by side.

“No thanks! Hey!” Xixi ran back to her mother with satisfaction.

At this time, Yang Yi continued to sing: “I will never come back after the lover, and I will sit alone and look at the world…”

The lyrics are not only sad, but there is also a heavy attitude that seems to be free and easy, but it can’t actually be put down. It is like the accompaniment of the guitar sound. It is as fast as the dance rhythm. With a strong exotic flavor, but the same, this melody is still deep and faintly sentimental, it makes people feel depressed and difficult to let go.

“The flowers will fade, but they will open again. Love of a Lifetime is vague, outside the clouds…”

Hearing this sentence, young people may not feel anything yet, but Hu Songnan’s inner sadness is like a spring field, and he is turned over by the plow.

The lyrics are wonderful, and the classic poem “Flowers have a reopening day, no one is younger.”

Yes! Thank you, I will open again, the people of Love of a Lifetime “go away”, but they will never come back…

Yang Yi still used his tone to imitate the original sing and sang the climax.

“Bitter sea, turn over, can’t afford love and hate…” Especially a lyric, sing the taste of life.

“It is difficult to escape the fate in the world, blind date is inaccessible, or I should believe it is fate…”

After a song sings quietly, Hu Songnan is already in tears. Hu Yongxiang looks at the excited appearance of his old father. He is worried about this intense emotion and will have any big problems.

Mo Fei also understands this song, and she has a passionate love for music. At this moment, she is deeply involved in the emotion expressed by this song, although she knows that Yang Yi sings Grandfather Hu and her grandmother. The story, but still can not help but be moved, the mood is heavy, tears have slipped down.

Everyone listens to this song differently. Like other guests in the coffee shop, most people are confused and can’t understand the meaning of the lyrics.

“What do you think of this song?” The boyfriend of the Classical Music Faculty girl asked her girlfriend, “I think it sounds weird?”

“I can’t understand the Cantonese song, but the man sang really well, very retro, very unique singing, and the melody is very nice to hear.” The girl’s attention is here.

Not to mention them, Yang Yi did not move after singing, he was waiting.

Hu Songnan was evoked by the song with a lot of memories and emotions. After half a sigh, he slowly returned to God. After all, Grandfather was a weather-stricken person. Although he was still sad, he didn’t indulge in it, but slowly pulled himself back.

I saw Grandfather wipe the tears and smiled and said: “Let you laugh. Little Yang, this song, I sang and remembered her again! Hey, this person is old, listening to songs is easy to touch the song!”

Yang Yi swept the guitar strings and asked: “Grandpa Hu, or else, I will sing you «Long Time No See»?”

“No, just that song is enough! Say, I only want to think about her once a day, and think about it when I go to find her later!” Hu Songnan adjusted his mind very well and made a joke.

Hu Yongxiang asked curiously: “Little Yang, is this your new song? What is the name?”

Yang Yi smiled a little: “«Love of a Lifetime» !”