The lady stood up, took the microphone from the staff, and stomped her feet excitedly on the spot, which made a kind of chuckle at the scene, "Allen, thank you, I love you!" Allen also gave it. A kiss was blown in response, and there was a commotion in the audience, "Lam Li, hello, I really like your performance in'Buried alive', because of that movie, my boyfriend finally dare not take me Locked in the bathroom."

A ridicule won the audience laughter. Lan Li couldn't help but smile.

The lady continued, "Actually, I was in a bad mood today. I just buried my dog ​​the day before yesterday." There was a regretful voice at the scene, "He has been with me for ten years, during my depression and anorexia years. Here, he is the only one to accompany me, if it weren’t for him..." At this, the lady’s voice was choked up, she covered her mouth, but her eyes were still full of tears, and the whole studio was filled with tears. A faint sadness.

"Sorrow and change." Alan's expression also dimmed, and he said in a deep voice, "At any time, parting always makes people feel sad and painful. I hope you can cheer up again. He definitely doesn't want you to fall into the darkness again. What is his name?"

"Max." The lady's voice came out vaguely from her palm, she wiped the tears from her cheeks vigorously, "I know that he will leave one day after all, but when this day comes, it is still difficult to accept Allen, your show is the only motivation for me to stick to it. I thought, I can’t lie on the bed and continue to hate myself, so I forced myself to appear here."

"I'm glad you are here." Allen stood up, walked straight to the lady, gave her a warm hug, and whispered in her ear, "Everything will be fine. Trust me, everything will be. It's alright."

Sitting on the sofa, Lan Li looked at the lady quietly.

In those eyes full of pain, he truly felt the plight and embarrassment of that soul. In the previous life, he stayed in the hospital for ten years. For one-third of his life, he was confined to that square inch. He experienced birth, aging, sickness and death, but he could not escape.

He knew that parting was a part of life, but it was the part that he would never learn. I made a new friend, but passed away after only three months; I made a new friend again, and when I was seriously ill, I lay in the bed/vomited blood crazily, life is better than death... Once, again, even if you understand that parting is inevitable , But every parting is still unbearable.

He also knows that depression and anorexia are two simple terms, but they are lethal. No one can reach out to help. The pain of drowning and suffocation will swallow the soul bit by bit along the pores, even if he knows it. This is not right, even if I know that I must make a change, I still can't do anything about it.

The words are so simple and so pale that they are not enough to support the weight of the soul.

"Madam, what's your name?" After Alan came back, Lan Li asked aloud, and a heavy touch was added to his voice.

"Rachel."

"Rachel." Lan Li repeated the name, with a sincere expression in his eyes, "I can't imagine what kind of years you are going through, and I don't know what help I can provide. But I hope, I hope you can A ray of light was found in the darkness, and stick to it."

Rachel nodded lightly, bit her lower lip hard, making no sound.

Lan Li lowered his head and looked at the strings under his fingertips. They were quiet and stiff in the refraction of the bright halo. It seemed to be able to see that the rays of light disappeared into the dark black strings, bit by bit. Being swallowed, it is like a black hole appearing above the ten thousand zhang ice sheet, absorbing all the light and all the temperature.

In the awful and reckless ice field, the waves were rolling, and there was only one person left, alone, boundless white surging under his feet, insignificant to the extreme, lonely to the extreme, and lost.

With the fingertips lightly hooked, the strings lightly vibrated, and the clear musical notes bloomed in the air, like fireworks in full bloom, which were blue.

Hook it again, and it's another musical note, it's red. Then, yellow, green, purple...one after another, the musical notes are blooming proudly, the endless ice field is full of colorful colors, but it more and more brings out the vastness of the world, the glacier at the end is invisible, touch Human beings are as insignificant as dust in the sky that cannot be reached, the sea that cannot be penetrated, and the huge world.

The chaotic musical notes seem to be unconnected, and even a little boring, making people drowsy.

However, the audience in the studio was not impatient. They watched Lanly and the guitar quietly. This is the process of music creation. The artists have never really shown the process in front of them. Even Alan is also the same. His face cast his gaze magically, excitedly full of expectation.

"Once in the spring, we built boats together, used feathers and bones; set fire to our homes, and walked barefoot in the snow."

Lan Li sang a clear voice with a husky voice, without the accompaniment of the melody, only relying on the interpretation of the voice, but the melodious singing voice was like the sound of the sea waves, transmitted from far and near, in the photography The shed reverberated gently, tearing the ultimate tranquility, breaking the ultimate tranquility, like a snail, coming with the wind.

With the poetic lyrics, under Lan Li’s interpretation, there is a kind of indifferent and casual chic, lightly jumping among the strings-Lan Li plucked the strings, just swiping them lightly, like a bird’s Wings, gliding over the tip of the white wave, disturbed the airflow and brought refreshing moisture, a little ocean, a little forest, and a little sky.

"The rhythm of the drums came far away, accompany us drifting towards the storm; the little lion lost its baby teeth and now swims in the ocean."

The magnificent scene outlined in a few words is jaw-dropping: in the midst of gusty rains and stormy waves, a canoe heads up toward the storm, and the penetrating drum beats through the waves with firmness and strength; Between ten thousand trees and lush greenery, the young lion changed his teeth, got rid of the shelter of his parents, rushed to the vast sea, his vigorous posture leaped in the waves.

In front of the storm, human beings are so small; in front of the ocean, the lions are so small, but they did not retreat in the slightest. They bravely rushed to the unknown, embraced the difficulties, the drumbeat, the roaring courage, the cruelty in nature Zhong Yuyu moved forward and opened up a world of his own.

Without any accompaniment, Lan Li sings completely a cappella, and some is just the last strum of each lyrics, but the graceful tune, the beautiful lyrics, and the tenacious emotions are conveyed between the lines, as if The dance steps of the Irish "Dance of the River" are average, with flowers blooming on the hard heart, sonorous and powerful.

Lan Li tapped the piano case lightly with the palm of his hand, hitting the rhythm in this most primitive and simple way.

The rhythm, slowly raising the head, as if awakened everyone's heart, began to step on the same rhythm, beating. I saw that the slender fingers quickly plucked the strings, and the golden musical notes vented down like a waterfall. From thin to full, the whole world was suddenly filled with the calm and cheerful melody——

In this way, the darkness gradually receded, and the light came again, revealing the original appearance of the world.

"The chaotic thoughts swelled in the chest, and settled in a place to relax; the bird left my tall friend and hit the sand with your body."

When you close your eyes, you can clearly outline that little bright space in your mind, as if God is building a brand new world. The waves above the ocean are roaring, the forest is full of greenery, and the far end of the sky is roaring with the wind... …I couldn’t help but opened his arms, padded his feet slowly, and raised his chin high, as if he could touch the trajectory of the violent wind, and his body became lighter.

Higher, higher. With a slight force on the toes, the body flew away, and the hands became wings, soaring in the center of the world, surrounded by the free breath, and every pore under and under the body was opened, feeling refreshing and casual. The air, the fingertips touched the trajectory of the breeze, like flowing water, gurgling and delicate.

"The sky is full of thousands of stars, which have evolved into tiger eyes; looking down at my face, breaking free from the shackles of time and space."

The world is so big and the world is so wide, but human beings are so small.

Once upon a time, we thought that we were abandoned by the world. We thought that there was only one person left in the huge world. We thought that the whole world was rejecting ourselves. Every day we lived was like purgatory, and every moment of breathing was like torture.

But in the midst of wild nature, I found that even though it is lonely, even in hell, even in torment, alive is still so beautiful. The magnificent panoramic view makes everything pale, just spread your arms and enjoy. Feel the pleasure/sense of the wind passing through your arms, and embrace...freedom.

The moving melody is like a trickle~lightnovelpub.net~ but it is like a surging river, constantly sharpened and collided in the vicissitudes of the voice of Lan Li, and the romantic beauty in the scars makes the smile bloom in tears A bright light.

"So, hold on..." The melody under the fingertips stopped again, and the corners of Lan Li's mouth outlines the arc of a smile, gentle and firm, as if it has been tempered in the sea in the sand, unyieldingly maintaining his edges and corners. , Rampage, do not give up even if the head is beaten, even if you are alone, do not regret it. Then... the melody rang, all the emotions were vented heartily,

"Insist on pure self, adhere to the heart of self."

Magnificent and magnificent, magnificent and graceful, fresh and pleasant, thrilling. The phrase "persistence" was simple to the ultimate, simple to the ultimate, but it burst into light. Lan Li just held the guitar, shook his body gently, and sang loudly, "La la, la, la la la... …" Using that monotonous to boring onomatopoeia, hummed out a tenacious, impassioned emotion.

It is like a flower blooming on a cliff.

Note: Your Bones (Your-Bones——Of-Monsters-And-Men)