"In March, the road is shrouded in mist and clouds, orioles fly, and grasses grow tall."

"I saw my hometown amidst the fluttering willow catkins."

"I wonder if you, the one I love, are still in Luyang?"

"A single strand of black hair is treasured for a lifetime."

On stage, Jiang He sang softly, and the audience closed their eyes, as if they were in the Jiangnan region in March, where grass grows and orioles sing.

Amidst the fluttering willow catkins, after ten years of diligent study, I finally passed the imperial examination and achieved great success.

After many years, he finally returned to his hometown of Luyang.

Even with a beautiful wife by his side and great success, the first thing he thinks of when he returns to his hometown is the person he cherished for half his life, a single strand of her hair from many years ago.

"Lovers on the bridge come and go in pairs."

"The red peonies by the bridge sigh that the night is too long."

"The moon sways, and people wander aimlessly."

"A mournful melody drifted from the awning."

I haven't been back for many years, but my hometown is still the same as I remember it.

On the bridge where they parted ways years ago, the lovers are still seen together.

But the person she loved was no longer by her side.

He was all alone.

Looking at the red peonies that bloom year after year by the bridge, the long night, and the swaying moon's reflection in the water, I sat alone in the awning boat, and my heart began to wander.

Unable to bear the longing in his heart, he took out his sheng and xiao and played that mournful song of parting.

The audience was so immersed in the story that they felt a deep sadness and were filled with the pain of loneliness and separation.

Some of the more emotional viewers even had tears in their eyes.

Who doesn't have a few people they care about?

Longing and separation are eternal themes and sources of pain.

Then, when Jiang He sang the climax of the song, the already somber atmosphere was elevated to an even higher level.

"The moonlight over Luzhou shines on my heart,"

"You under the moon are no longer the same as you used to be."

"Too many wounds are hard to express."

"I sighed, thinking it was just an ordinary thing back then."

At the time, it seemed ordinary; at the time, it seemed ordinary.

Time is probably the cruelest thing in the world.

Time flies, leaving us behind; the cherries have ripened, and the plantains have turned green.

After many years, I saw my beloved again, but under the moonlight, she was no longer the same person I knew back then.

Even though she had a thousand words in her heart and had rehearsed countless times before meeting him, she was determined to tell him all the longing and regrets of the past years when they met.

But when they actually met, they found that countless words were stuck in their throats, and they couldn't utter a single word.

The years of separation have quietly changed everything.

Once lovers who shared a little affection, now, upon meeting again, have become the most familiar strangers.

Countless sorrows and anxieties, yet no one to share them with.

Who can we blame?

It seems no one can be blamed.

It's just that time is unpredictable and life is full of twists and turns.

I sigh that I thought it was just an ordinary thing back then.

Jiang He felt as if she were under the cool moonlight of Luzhou, and was moved by the melancholy atmosphere in the song.

He frowned slightly, sighed, lowered his voice, and slowly began to sing again.

"The moonlight over Luzhou, the pear blossoms in the cool rain,"

"And who are you with now?"

"The moonlight of my hometown is deeply etched in my heart,"

"Yet, the tears of yesteryear cannot be shed..."

She returned to Luyang alone, but many years had passed, and the woman from back then might have already married.

Time has passed, and everyone has married.

There will never be another chance in this lifetime.

Perhaps, the connection between us was already severed when we parted ways on the bridge back then.

Aside from lamenting the impermanence of life and trying to forget and let go, there is no other way.

Even if I comfort myself by saying that I've already forgotten about it and let it go, I still can't help but think that I've already forgotten about it and let it go.

But when he returned to Luyang, he realized that the woman in his heart was just like the moonlight over Luyang.

It has long been deeply engraved in my heart.

When we parted, we held hands and looked at each other with tears in our eyes, our vision blurred with tears.

But now, standing in this familiar place, when I think of you again, I can no longer shed tears.

Perhaps, when sadness reaches its extreme, tears cease to flow.

Or perhaps, the tears of longing have already been shed for you over the years.

I just hope that you can still live a good life even without me by your side.

That put my mind at ease...

After a long while, the song ended.

Aside from sobbing, there was nothing else from the audience.

With Jiang He's heavenly voice and the immersive experience, the audience was completely immersed in the sorrowful emotions of parting, feeling lost and unable to hold back their tears of longing.

The viewers in the live stream were speechless for a long time.

Just like the poem "Moonlight Over Luzhou" says, there are a thousand words to say, but no one knows where to begin, so one can only sigh.

That's amazing!

Jiang He, you're simply my god!

[Waaaaah, Jiang He, give me back my tears! I'm crying like a fool...]

[It sounds so beautiful, "Luzhou Moon," what a lovely and romantic name!]

The four mentors and the backstage staff were all deeply moved by Jiang He's rendition of "Luzhou Moon".

It's important to know that this wasn't the song Jiang He originally planned to use.

The Luzhou Moon was created yesterday in preparation for the competition with Jiang Bai.

Even though they knew Jiang He was a genius with exceptional songwriting skills, he still managed to write a song like "Luzhou Moon" in just one day.

It's absolutely terrifying.

His talent goes beyond what can be described as mere genius.

That's incredible!

That's incredibly powerful!

Is Jiang He even human?

Why is it that, even though they are all human and have the same brain, Jiang He's brain is so brilliant and works so well?

Good heavens, this is so unfair!

Until the music accompanying the stage came to an end.

Jiang He had already finished her performance, bowed deeply, and the stage lights were turned back on for her.

Under the bright spotlight, Jiang He was dressed in an elegant ancient-style robe, her hair slightly disheveled, and she gently fanned herself with a folding fan in her hand.

He was a refined and handsome young man, as if he had stepped out of an ancient painting.

The audience and mentors below the stage only then realized what was happening.

Let's applaud and cheer for Jiang He with the utmost enthusiasm and love.

The live stream chat was flooded with comments.

The barrage of comments was so numerous and dense that it almost filled the entire screen of the live stream, making it impossible to even see Jiang He's figure.

In fact, the powerful server was unable to handle the massive traffic due to the flood of comments, and even lagged for a moment.

[Aaaaaaah! Jiang He, you're amazing!!]

You are my god!!!

【I love you, Jiang He!!! Luzhou Moon, forever my goddess!!!】

[I knew it! Jiang He, you didn't plagiarize! A genius like you, Jiang Bai can't even compare to a finger of yours. He must have plagiarized you!]

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While netizens cheered and admired Jiang He, they also questioned Jiang Bai.