881 Tears

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In the afternoon bar, it was lonely and sparse, lazy and idle. Even with the bartender and the performers, the people in the entire space were dissatisfied with the number of hands.

No lights, no attention, no applause, or even sight, the performance on that stage looked so lonely, as if singing alone in a vast crowd, no one listened to it; however, the thrill of the singing was so turbulent, Just a moment of attention, the soul and heart reside in the clear and bright musical symbols, unable to extricate themselves.

Matthew Dunlop stood quietly, watching the familiar but unfamiliar figure, singing to his heart's content without worry and fear, he didn't care if anyone listened, didn't care if anyone responded, and didn't care if anyone understood, Just alone, stubbornly and persistently blooming with its own light, the pure soul blooms with dazzling light, making people sink bit by bit.

"I cherish every minute and every second that the world can give me. I have read all the mountains and rivers. I have overcome all obstacles and thorns all the way. Even if my body is shattered, I swear that my life will not be in vain!"

Suddenly, Matthew's eyes were covered with a thin layer of water mist, but he didn't raise his hand to wipe it, but let his vision blur a little bit, and the gorgeous colors slowly fainted, as if the stars were falling from the sky. Come down, it's amazing.

Renly always did. Running wildly, blooming, flashing, laughing, enjoying... His footsteps never stopped, so firm, yet so cheerful, the speed of his forward movement was so fast that he could not keep up at all and would always fall behind. , looking at the back from afar, far away, chasing after him step by step.

It seemed that no one had ever really understood that radiant back; but Renly had never really cared, and even if no one understood, so what? He is still unswervingly running, chasing his dreams, never slowing down, and never stopping. All the difficulties and obstacles seem to be insignificant. Like a moth to a fire, it burns every minute and second of life.

But today, Matthew finally understood.

The Renly who sang alone, the Renly who struggled silently, the Renly who gritted his teeth and persevered; the Renly who was bruised but still smiling, the Renly who stumbled but was still persistent, the one who walked alone but still Renly blooming to the fullest; Renly who has been betrayed by the whole world but still refuses to give up, at this moment, standing on the empty stage, blooming proudly.

I have known each other for a lifetime, but it seems that I really understand it today. That shock, that moving, hit Matthew hard.

"May every day you spend be not empty; may when the sun sets in the west, raise a glass to celebrate; how I wish to witness all your hard work and all your pain; but until the time comes, I will shout :

I give everything and I have no regrets! "

The exciting and majestic melody, like a starburst, vented down, Renly's singing gradually rose, and at the peak of the treble, it circled perfectly, sketching a thrilling brilliance, and the eyes were filled with warm tears. .

Renly's vision blurred again. In Heather's short life, she did everything she could, she did her best, she had no reservations, she bloomed freely; however, she still left regrets, she would not and never regretted, but she left with regrets after all . Now, her regrets have become his motivation, and he will continue on this path.

Only, this time, he is no longer alone, but walks together.

Carrying the dreams of two people, the shoulders are heavier, but the steps are firmer, the energy is more turbulent, and the eyes are more determined. On this long road, he has a true companion.

The young bartender raised his head, his eyes filled with disbelief, and stood there dumbfounded, looking towards Renly and old Frank. He didn't understand, he didn't understand, the lyrics, the melody, and the emotions were so unfamiliar that he didn't seem to understand it at all; however, he felt the surging shock and surging emotion.

In the line of sight, the young bartender saw old Frank, with tears on his face full of vicissitudes, but the smile on the corner of his mouth and the light in his eyes were so bright, showing a proud life brilliance, dazzling. , almost invisible.

"I gave everything, I have no regrets", those simple words roared in my mind, but the young bartender couldn't make any response, he could only stay in place, letting his vision blur little by little. Hot tears scalded his cheeks, but he forgot to raise his hand to wipe it.

"I cherish every minute and every second that the world can give me. I have read all the mountains and rivers. I have overcome all obstacles and thorns all the way. Even if my body is shattered, I swear that my life will not be in vain!"

The surging emotions are surging in the chest, almost bursting out, completely uncontrollable, the shivering soul and the slightly trembling heart make him feel so small, and the mountains are still standing. The young bartender stood on the spot, helpless, completely caught in the baptism of shock, he didn't understand what happened, he didn't know what was going on, he was tearful but at a loss, just following his instinct/energy, high He raised his hands, and then...

Jumping, jumping ecstatically, like a madman, as if today is the end of the world, completely free from all restraints, lost in the majesty and vastness woven by melody and lyrics, lost in self; The voice was roaring, from silent to loud, from murmur to shouting, and finally broke free and roared wildly:

Even if I'm torn to pieces, I swear, I won't waste my life!

"Oh oh oh", the graceful swirl

The rhythm is like a rush in the vast Gobi desert, vast and vast, magnificent and majestic; the moving humming is like the starburst in the boundless night sky, vast and turbulent, hot and crazy.

In front of nature, in front of the universe, and in front of the long river of history, human beings are so insignificant, they can only look up in a daze, kneel to worship, and bow their heads; however, Renly's singing burst out unyielding and unforgiving, struggling to stand Get up, start running, start fighting, start sprinting, walk through the desert, and take risks under the night sky.

The humble figure is like a piece of dust, but it uses nature and the universe as a canvas to describe and outline a mighty masterpiece. Human beings are so small, yet so majestic, the smallness of the physical level cannot prevent the majesty of the spiritual level, the light of thought is like a torch, weak and bright enough to illuminate the entire night sky, enough to venture the whole world, enough to explore the entire universe.

Involuntarily, Matthew raised his head and looked up at the ceiling above his head, as if he could penetrate the layers of barriers and spy on the mystery of the whole sky and the whole universe; old Frank looked up, young bartender raised his head... In the soaring, tearing, and explosive singing, everyone in the bar looked up:

Feel your own insignificance, experience your own majesty.

"Even if my body is shattered, I swear I will live in vain!" Renly's singing was deafening, pierced through the eardrum, penetrated the brain, and stirred in the depths of the soul. Almost reaching the limit, the pulling and tearing high notes burst out unimaginable energy, releasing the shock heartily, "Pour out everything!"

"I..." Unbelievably, unbelievably, unbelievably, the high pitch climbed an octave again, and all the emotions in the chest and the depths of the heart were released without reservation, a roar, a roar, a shout, triggered the Soul resonance, "No regrets!"

The charm of music, the charm of performance, the charm of dreams, and... the charm of life, are vividly displayed at this moment. Without warning, tears flowed down her cheeks. A blank brain, just worshipping reverently and completely surrendering.

"I cherish every minute and every second that the world can give me. I have read all the mountains and rivers. I have overcome all obstacles and thorns all the way. Even if my body is shattered, I swear that my life will not be in vain!"

In the melody, the young bartender danced and jumped like a madman who lost his mind. In the whole bar, he was the only one who enjoyed it alone.

However, he didn't care, he just immersed himself in his own world, letting the beliefs hidden in his heart quietly raise his head little by little, as if the next moment was the end of the world, and he didn't want to continue to do nothing, just really Live in this moment and bloom wildly.

Matthew watched quietly. In the hazy tears, he caught a halo in the corner of Renly's eyes. The crystal clear tears reflected the weak but dazzling light, and there were circles of ripples in the bitterness, happiness and happiness. Happy; then, Matthew saw the corners of Renly's mouth rise, the beauty that came from the depths of his heart, quietly blooming, so moving, so bright, as if he could touch the trembling soul.

Melody, stop; but restlessness does not.

Old Frank's drums were still beating out of time, echoing in loneliness; the young bartender's dance steps were still jumping in ecstasy, even if there was no melody, he was still enjoying himself. That lonely and desolate sound gently surging in the air of the bar, after lasting for a while, gradually settled down.

The silence slowly spread, and then Ren Lizhan showed a smile, brighter than the sun, brighter than the stars, and hummed softly, softly, "I swear, I will live my life in vain (i-lived). )."

The rest, on the painting, all the surgings have returned to calm, but the agitation and shock in the depths of the soul are still lingering, circle, circle, wave, wave, wave after wave, endlessly appearing, involuntarily. After a shock, the trembling could not stop at all, and even the fingertips began to tremble slightly.

Real music always comes from the resonance of soul and soul, and always comes from the collision of heart and mind. Light and heavy, moving and profound; a true artist, who is not limited by art forms, can always impress every audience with ease but deeply.

Matthew tried his best to open his eyes wide, and then he saw Lan Li smile, his eyes blooming proudly like a sea full of sunshine, and he raised his voice to say hello, "Hey, Matthew."

Note: not in vain (i-lived - one-republic)

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