Chapter 10: Folk poet

　　 "I just went through an unsuccessful audition this afternoon..." Lan Li's words caused a lot of sacrifices among the audience in the bar, and some even shouted, "Lan Li, you are the best!"

　　 Tom took a quick look at Steven, and then saw his old friend's face pulled down again, obviously dissatisfied with Lan Li's blatant provocation. But Tom is quite interested. A good actor always needs some edges and edges, but he thinks things get more interesting.

"But this audition gave me some inspiration, and I am willing to share it with you here." Lan Li's gaze only lightly glanced over the fourteenth table, and then scanned the audience that is hidden in the dark. The fuzzy face in the middle of the game joked, "I know I am very popular, and everyone is reminiscing about my previous wonderful performances..." This sentence caused everyone to laugh, "But today, please allow me Performing this special piece of music has just come out hotly."

　　 Applause, all the audience applauded one after another, and some even shouted loudly to cheer for Lan Li. Standing by the bar, Stanley turned his head to look at Neil, and asked, "Do you know this accident?"

　　 Neil spread his hands and shrugged, saying that he knew nothing. Stanley waved his hand as if he was beating a fly, ignoring Neil, and looking at the stage again. Lan Li, who was bathed in the light, showed a brisk smile, and the notes of the guitar strings were in the crystal clear milk. Dancing lightly in the yellow waterfall, like an elf spreading its wings.

Steven couldn't help but was stunned. He thought that Renly would mention the content of the audition, and would use the support of the audience to test pressure on them, or use such a platform to show his talents again, but he never expected that the melody would be in Renly. His fingertips are happily outlined, and the more and more brisk musical notes bring happiness and joy, so that every listener can't help but follow and beat the beat together.

　　 This is the second time Steven has misunderstood Renly.

The melody of turbulent spring water lingered throughout the bar. Lan Li lowered his eyes and looked at the guitar strings intently, with a shallow smile on the corners of his mouth. He was the only one left in the world. The mellow voice walks through the stave composed of musical notes, warm and intoxicating, "I used to be Cleopatra, I used to be a young actor, when you kneel on my knees In front of his bed begged me to hold hands..."

The first line of lyrics left Steven in a daze. Creo Te Parra, also known as "Cleopatra", during the audition this afternoon, the bridge segment of the Lanly performance was Mark Anthony and Creo. Tepala's lifelong lover. So, this is what Lanly calls the "sentiment", he is singing a song about Cliote Para.

"I am so sad, because I am wearing a black dress, my father is sleeping in the coffin, and I have no plans." In the cheerful melody, the lyrics are like a sad narrative poem, graceful and poignant, with a touch of sadness. I regret walking between the lines. This is the story of Creo Te Parra, but this is not the Creo Te Parra that the world is familiar with, the disaster that Shakespeare described as the "extraordinary sex/sensual temptress". .

"Oh..." With a light sigh, the smile at the corner of Lan Li's mouth seemed to bring a touch of melancholy, "I left a muddy footprint on the carpet, and when you leave, it gradually stiffens like my heart; but I must admit that I will immediately agree to your marriage proposal and curse your wife. In order to stay by your side, I am willing to be your lover."

　　 Cleopatra agreed to Caesar’s courtship, even though Caesar still had a wife. In the eyes of the world, she is a woman who does not compromise for power and profit, but no one sees the true feelings in her heart. That love that is like a moth to the fire makes her fall into an unforgettable place, forever The ground was burdened with infamy.

　　 She was a woman, a woman who had no status and no freedom in the society at the time, and could only depend on men. But when people judge her, they always forget this. Because it is always easier to push the demise of the country and the mistakes of history to a woman.

"But it's too late, everything is too late, I missed the love of my life." The strings in Lan Li's hand stopped suddenly, humming in a clear voice, and the simple sentence "too late" was said. After countless sadness and loneliness, "When I die, I will not miss it again."

　　 She missed everything and her life. The only thing she didn't miss was her own death.

The joyful to joyful melody sounded again, lingering in the ears, the lingering sadness spread on the tip of the tongue, and it was too bitter to swallow, and the emotion that passed by like a breeze was singing and surging. His emotions took hold of his brain for an instant, and suddenly his heart hurts so much that he can't breathe.

"The church curbs all the desires/hopes hidden in my blood. Yes, flesh and blood are my existence, but I firmly believe in the truth." That poetic vocabulary is so beautiful that Ren Li’s lips and teeth touch. broken. The real sorrow is not lack of freedom, but refusal to embrace freedom, and firmly imprisoned his soul in a flesh and blood body, just like a walking dead. "So I drove a taxi, the traffic distracted me, and the passengers in the back seat awakened the memory of you."

Lan Li suddenly used his right hand to speed up the strumming, and the melody became more and more cheerful, as if the skirt flying under the flamenco dance steps, the bright and flamboyant red danced out a piece of splendid petals, and the heart was thrilling. Stopped beating, but in the joy was filled with an indescribable sadness, as if the naked eye could see that flying dust brought this silence to everyone's shoulders, and the heavy weight made the smile on the corner of the mouth bring the smile. Last time I was sad.

　　 "But it's too late, it's all too late, I missed the love of my life. When I die alone, when I die alone, I won't miss it again."

　　 The crystal clear musical notes are like dewdrops reflecting the gorgeous morning sun, and the poetic lyrics collided with turbulent emotions between the lips and teeth, causing a dull pain in the chest. Without any fancy, Lan Li just relied on his own voice to sing, but it was so magnificent and magnificent that the light lost its color.

　　 Suddenly, Tom’s tears broke down, and everything came so suddenly that he was caught off guard. Mark Anthony and Cleopatra came to mind inexplicably. In Shakespeare's other tragedy "Anthony and Cleopatra", he always believed that Anthony was addicted to Cleopatra's beauty and delayed state affairs, which led to the decline of Rome. But this is fate. The two people who were once beloved, because of the wrong time and the wrong place, caused the wrong fate and delayed their lives.

　　 Delay for life. What a tragic and beautiful sentence. Unexplained sighs and sorrows are firmly occupied.

"The only gift God has given me is a life and a divorce, but I read the script and the costume is just right, so I will play my role." The guitar strings are outlined again, and the gentle melody brings thoughts into it. To another level.

　　 It turns out that all this is just an arrangement of God, all this is just a scene, all this is just a mockery of fate. Ridiculous, ridiculous, sad, joking, ridiculing. How sad, how helpless, how desolate, she was like a puppet, put on a costume, and played her role according to the script. But what about herself?

"I used to be Cleopatra, I used to be higher than the ridge of the roof, but all the past has gone with the wind; now the nurse in white shoes leads me back to the guest room..." The melody gradually rises, Lan Li's After the singing was torn to the heights, there was a touch of loneliness, like the setting sun left by a few strokes on the horizon, "There is only one bed and one bathroom, a place leading to the end." The teasing of fate, after all, is still Reached the end. This time, she will not miss it again.

　　Love, how simple but how complicated a word; freedom, how extravagant but how ordinary a word. The woman named Cleopatra used to chase her inner longing arbitrarily, but she left her infamy for a lifetime. What's more sad is that she missed it after all. She once thought Caesar was the love of her life, but he Betrayed her; she once thought Anthony was her destiny, but he hurt her again. On this road of destiny, she stumbled, faltered, and bruised all over her body. uukanshu.com was finally teased by fate and was alone.

　　 "I will not miss it again, I will not miss it again, miss the love of my life. When I die alone, when I die alone, I will not miss it again."

The melody slowly dissipated in the air, and Lan Li’s long tail had a trace of magnetism, dragging a long tail in the air, like a firefly falling in the dark night, clearly seeing the light draw out A trajectory, and then dimmed more and more, until it disappeared completely. The whole night once again escaped into the boundless darkness.

　　 "When I die alone, I won't miss it again."

　　 Tom wiped the warmth in his eyes awkwardly, but the turbulent emotions could not be calmed down. He recalled the afternoon Lan Li's audition in his mind again, and the tragic burst of that moment was fermented and precipitated in the melody just now. The complex mood in the chest couldn't find an accurate word, but the resonance was undoubtedly stirring.

　　 Soon, Tom realized that he was not the only one. At this moment, many spectators sitting in the bar were staggeringly watching the stage with tears. They didn't care about their embarrassment at all. They just watched Lan Li quietly, and even the falling lights became extra gentle. .

　　 These are real listeners, listeners who really listen to music with their souls. They understand the story in Lanly’s song, and then are immersed in the music and unable to extricate themselves. There was no applause, no scream, no booing, or even no sound. Everyone was savoring quietly, savoring the faint melancholy, savoring the sadness hidden under the cheerful melody, savoring the bard like Wise. Really great music has such power.

　　Note: Cleopatra (The-Lumineers)