"Slap! Slap! Slap!"

The neat and fierce beat sound, like a stormy wave hitting the coastline, wave after wave, the loud noise of cloud-piercing and cracked rocks burst in the air, and overwhelming sound waves sounded above the eardrum, Boom! Boom! The blood spurts and the mind is agitated. %　しAt this moment, reason is completely burned out, as if traveling through time and space. The inside and outside of Pioneer Village are two completely different worlds. It sounds incredible, but reality is happening.

Lan Li was in sight, with a bright smile on his face, put down his hands, took the guitar on his back to his chest, and began to outline the strings. The short, brisk, steady and moving musical notes flowed out like a cascade of pearls, like thousands of sardines swimming freely in the sea of ​​applause, and the turbulent waves gradually calmed down, following the sardines. Swimming and wandering swayed, all of a sudden, everyone merged into one.

As if the rhythm existed originally, as if the musical notes were humming all the time, flowing in the blood, rooted in the depths of the soul, beautiful and moving, the continuous burst of sparks blurred the vision and dimmed the halo, Gradually, he disappeared, melted, and became a part of this carnival ocean, surrounded by the handsome figure, surrendering to the clear and translucent guitar strings, feeling the power of magic, and humming softly.

"He lives in the mountains far away from the world. There has never been any intersection between us. Even if it is only a ten-cent involvement, he has left a rich treasure house."

Lan Li raised his voice to sing, but the plain lyrics were like graceful narrative poems. I couldn’t help but think of the quiet and remote pastoral picture. Between the lush green mountains, there is a simple and shabby wooden house. It is the home of his childhood grandfather, it is the resort of midsummer vacation, and it is the harbor of escape from the city. That is the habitat of mental fatigue.

Involuntarily, the applause gradually lowered. There was no command or control, as if everyone had a sharp heart, and consciously lowered the voice, followed the melody ups and downs, and swayed slowly with the singing.

"As I gradually understood my grandfather's life, those insurmountable mountains became hills that I could walk easily, and I found a simple-life."

The graceful musical charm walks through the slowly coming stories, like a light breeze, over dense forests, over steep mountains, over the vast sea, over the vast plains, and finally into the inner harbor, drenched. Lazy, bright and warm, before realizing it, the smile on the corners of his mouth rose. The blank brain couldn't make any thoughts at all, just issued a command:

Open your arms, open your chest, open your guard, embrace life, embrace simple life, embrace beautiful and simple life.

The simple, pure, touching and sincere emotions collided between the violently slapped palms, and the rich chemical reaction began to permeate. The joy of joy, happiness, beauty, joy, and lightness lingered in the heart, smashing left and right, looking for Looking at the catharsis window, then they heard Lan Li’s singing——

"I searched for the shortcomings of life, and I was so close, I opened my eyes wide and opened my heart."

Almost reflexively, they opened their eyes, they opened their hearts, they hit their hands, they jumped their feet, they shone with tears...the last piece of the missing piece of life, at this moment, finally found .

The melody suddenly rose, the rhythm suddenly sounded, and the beat suddenly accelerated. Everyone, everyone, without exception, slapped their hands excitedly, trampled their legs in a carnival manner, and the sound of "Papa Papa" exploded again, full of The narrow space of Pioneer Village reverberated and then reverberated. The endless echoes were surging, but they all became the accompaniment of Lan Li's singing.

"A long time ago, I made up my mind to live like a grandfather; through the torrential rain and blizzard, through the harsh wind and cold, this is the simple life I have."

The applause is the gust of wind and rain, the applause is the bitter winter, the applause is the stormy sea, the applause is the thunder, and the applause is the sky and the earth. However, they are so firm, so unswervingly under the leadership of Lan Li, following the firm and loud voice, cutting through waves, overcoming thorns, overcoming all obstacles, and moving forward with their heads high!

"Whether they are rich or poor, young or old, they are all hanging on the thin red line; when life ends, someone whispers softly, this is the simple life I have."

Unprepared, tears blurred the vision. Before the hot tears could react, they jumped violently, got rid of the shackles of the eye sockets, slipped down, burned the cheeks, and burned the softness of the chest.

This is life, this is their life. They are facing the tremendous pressure of society, they are facing the nowhere to squeeze in life, they are facing the cruel oppression of reality, they know, clearly know that dreams are too far away and too small after all, and dreams cannot be filled by them. A full stomach will not allow them to find a place of refuge.

In the face of real life, dreams are a joke. Not to mention those people who live in dire straits in the gunpowder barrels of war, even in North America, in New York, there are still countless people struggling to live above the line of life. Death's sickle was already on his neck, but he shouted dreams, how ridiculous, how ridiculous, how helpless.

However, there is no spiritual power, no longing for dreams, no free pursuit. Even if it is alive, it is a walking dead; even if it is rich, it is an empty shell. Life is full of difficulties and pains, and dreams can’t help, but dreams make life bearable.

When the dream dies, life disappears. To live, just to live.

Their lives are so simple, no matter whether they are poor or rich, young or old, no matter the wind and blizzard, no matter the rain or cold, they will unswervingly hold on to their dreams and move on. At the moment of death, they can still see the magnificent and gorgeous colors, even more beautiful than the aurora. Simple life, simple life, but burst out infinite meaning.

Excited emotions collided with his chest, Timsey was already in tears and crying, he didn't know what happened to him, he wasn't sure what was happening now, but he just wanted to jump, just wanted to cheer , Just want to give high fives, just like that, just like that, to the end of the world in a simple way.

Hot tears flowed continuously, but the smile on the corner of Timsey's mouth was blooming proudly. He was like a fool, jumping and applauding, only Lan Li could be seen in his eyes, following the ups and downs of the music. Fortunately, he is not alone. Listen, that sound is so loud.

"Papa! Papa! Papa!" The whole pioneer village was filled with a sensation, and the world was boiling, as if they could move the whole earth if they worked hard enough.

"One night I found a treasure chest in the attic. The identity card of my grandfather during the war was neatly placed in it. He left all his memories here. Those photos and letters tell the story, the neatly folded flag. Let the tears fall, because I have never understood the thorns leading to a simple life."

The melody calms down again, and Lan Li will reveal the hidden story behind the song. This is a song about the inheritance of the grandfather's will, and it is also a song about the wish of inheriting the craftsman. In George Slander, in Stanley Chalson, Lanly saw the shining spirit, the perseverance in the flames of war, and the perseverance in life.

Young people nowadays are losing the spirits they once had.

It is not only the artillery fire of the war years, nor the music of the golden age, but also the hidden spirit: the spirit of never giving up, the spirit of pursuing freedom, the spirit of persisting in dreams, the spirit of simple life.

People now have more and more, but they feel more and more empty. Life seems to be missing a piece, but no one knows why. It’s like pop music, smooth, cheerful, and exciting. Everyone can enjoy it. There is nothing wrong with it. Life is a carnival party; but after the music is over, the emptiness inside is like a black hole. Can't be filled, so what is missing?

No one knows.

"I searched for the shortcomings of life, and I was so close, I opened my eyes wide and opened my heart."

This is the answer given by Lan Li. The impassioned emotions, the surging emotions, the courage to move forward, and the unquenchable power, turned into lyrics, integrated into the melody, and sang loudly.

"A long time ago, I made up my mind to live like a grandfather, through torrential rains and blizzards, through high winds and severe cold. This is the simple life I have; no matter rich or poor, young or old, they are all hanging on thin red lines. At the end of my life, someone whispered softly. This is the simple life I have."

Spontaneously ~lightnovelpub.net~ oh oh oh! The humming of "began to follow the end of each lyrics, resounding across the sky, no one organized, no one took the lead, just a cry from the heart, as if this is the right way, this is the way to truly integrate into it. The loud singing broke through the shackles of the walls, broke through the barriers of the reinforced forest, broke through the barriers of the clouds, and exploded with high spirits.

"Oh oh oh! This is the simple life I have!" Everyone is singing, everyone is shouting, everyone is caring. This is their simple life: the simplest but the most dreamy life.

Suddenly, Lan Li’s guitar sound stopped abruptly. He stood there, looking at the faces under the stage, without saying a word, the applause continued, but it was not monotonous at all, surging and turbulent. It is so simple, so pure, yet so beautiful.

Lan Li sang loudly into the microphone, with no melody, only the accompaniment of the beat.

"Whenever the enthusiasm in my chest burns, and the past suddenly comes to my heart, those grandfather's exhortations are kept in my heart. A long time ago, I made up my mind that when life comes quietly, I will raise a glass to salute and a toast to a simple life!"

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