Listening to the song in his ear, Guangcheng opened his eyes blankly. He could see, but there was nothing in front of him now.
He doesn't feel down-to-earth, so he can't walk, and this can't be his real world, because his feet are hanging in the air, so he can only wait to die. He doesn't believe it.
But there are still songs to listen to, which are repetitive. Although he was not awake just now and couldn't listen to it, he subconsciously remembered the melody, so he could hum along.
Just now there were only 5 short "hum" characters, just because the author didn't want to count the words in simple words, it would look boring like that.
At the beginning of the song, there are jumping notes, relaxed and happy, just like a deer in the field.
Then suddenly, he should have noticed something, the voice stopped, the style of the song changed suddenly, and then he paused for a while. Slow tunes bring sadness and helplessness - like what?
Children in orphanages waiting to be adopted, teenagers who strayed into the realm of elves and couldn't understand, middle-aged pillars who lived most of their lives and were crushed by setbacks and old people who rejuvenated but had to face death head-on.
Then there is a passage that is inaudible, every other part is clear, and so is the last passage.
Long stretching It's like a kind old man telling the younger generation the end of a legend, and it's like a lullaby that is destined not to let people fall asleep Requiem, maybe it's more appropriate to say this.
Guangcheng listened and hummed along.
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He didn't feel that the song appeared here for no reason, or that it was just for entertainment. The piece is too storytelling, too emotionally infused, and just clumsily vented.
It's the kind of song that, when you share it with others, that person will definitely say "I don't understand", not "Is it good or not?"
But no one will share it, this song is not very good, and it is intermittent. It may have some desire to talk, but that's not something a person who wants to enjoy will want to have.
Guangcheng was floating, he wasn't worried at all. But it's not like what Karaka said. After the monster has been away from people for a long time, they don't know what human beings are like. He doesn't understand at all. Human beings do not rely on a single superhero to survive in the world. Heh, Guangcheng doesn't think he's a superhero either.
Everyone will have the second grade, but just think about those stories in your mind. Maybe he can also have moments of glory like a hero in the future, but he is still young, so just choose to believe now.
Ah Fortunately, I am alone now. If I go out and tell others, I will definitely be treated as a fool, right? The language is ambiguous and always unable to express a complete meaning.
But Guangcheng is very happy now, very happy, really happy.
And now depending on the situation, while trusting, I won't be lonely. Here, in this seemingly blank space, the master is singing uncontrollably.
There are even some nagging voices, probably because there are too many singers. At the moment of final summary of life, even if the most moving music is created, it is difficult for the singer to be himself.
It is also possible that some stories are too difficult to form words.
"Have you ever been to the lake?
I know a most beautiful lake where I grew up.
There are swimming fish and lotus flowers.
Although the bottom is a quagmire, the water in the upper layer is unexpectedly clearalthough there is a cyan light. "
The voice stopped here, it is obviously raresincere. It can also be said that it is the first time to unload the burden?
In fact, Guangcheng wanted to say from the very beginning that one cannot become a qualified villain without the trust of others. () If it is a communication between hearts, if it is still so contrived, Karaka will lose.
Just as I was thinking about it, the rhythmic words were reassembled, this time as if a child was being forced to recite¡ª¡ª
was born by the lake
Drink morning dew
Catch late bugs
mud wet
walk barefoot
Unheard of
? No smoke
Looking forward to the morning sun
Ji Wanxia
Not subject to fluctuations
I don't know the catastrophe
Do not dream or think.
listen to call
Leaving homeland
Receive the light
? Reach out and touch the sky
Holding the bright moon in the left hand
The right hand picks the red sun
Only the stumbling
? Unbreakable for thousands of years.
nagging and thinking
Crazy and epileptic
The stars are still in hand
Can't imagine
A thousand words passed by ear
Wanyu leaves the world
Who has high moral character
Who Dao Hui Huo Chuan
?
Where to show your ambition
How to talk about Dewang
? Beast Gu Hungry
Never lighted wolf smoke
? Do not seek medical treatment in a hurry
Return to dust
There is a difference between day and night
? No one reminds me of my merits and demerits-
What's going on, what's going on?
Following the rhythm, the pure white world is gradually filled, greenery, vitality all the original colors that should have been on the road of life have been painted on. In the end, popularity also ended up showing up.
The tall man was very thin, his face was purple, and he looked like he would not live long. In front of him was a child whose gender could not be distinguished, with a round face, engraved with innocent eyes, and a slightly bulging lower abdomen, as if living happily and nourishingly, he was a serious child.
While Xu Xu whispered, the gentle voice of the man could be vaguely heard. And the child didn't make trouble at all, and seemed to be very interested in everything the man said.
The only regret is that Guangcheng couldn't hear what they were saying. What is certain is that this scene must be different from the "endorsement" just now.
The two are neatly dressed, there is a low table and a ruler between them, they are not original. The "teacher" looked calm, even though his face was not good enough, he was not troubled by it. Only the long white hair, which seems to be out of touch with the current era.
It was too long, the two sat by the lake, the master's long hair twisted and crawled for a long distance on the ground, like the roots of a tree.
The apprentice is normal, except that he can't distinguish between male and female except for his hairstyle. At this age, the gender distinction is not big, but not many people think that children can't tell the difference when they are outside. Since infants and young children, pink and blue hats and jumpsuits have been representing The world passes to them first consciousness.
The two were so lifelike that Guangcheng did not notice their "sluggishness" when he saw them for the first time. After staring carefully for a long time, Guangcheng suddenly realized that the movements of the two hadn't changed at all from beginning to end, and they hadn't even blinked their eyes. This is a frozen picture.
At this moment, the sound of reading continued to the next stage-
Green Fragrant Red Stinky Characters
? Elegant title Gao Ming Yan Ting
The wind picks up
late water return
In the future, calm down
Thinking makes rain
? Go East with the flow
? Follow the waves
Live a busy life
Hastily moved online
Tears weep
Bai Shoumian
But have red eyes.
repentant
The hatred continues
The sun and the moon live up to
Changes in the sky
crown crack
clothed in sin
? Buried old songs.
The sword slanted down
Wang Koufen
Looking back is ruthless
is heaven
No one is unfair anymore-
What is this feeling?
Guangcheng felt strange, he had only experienced such an upsurge of emotion once before, and that was in that dim tower.
Similarly, he had no strength to stand up, and nameless tears flowed quietly. But he didn't understand, he never understood.
Why are they so similar?
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