After seeing that Wang Qingge had taken out paper and pen, his second sister, Wang Xuetong, stopped talking and just watched quietly.
Wang Qingge, on the other hand, simply copied down the lyrics.
Seeing Wang Qingge writing nonstop, his second sister, Wang Xuetong, was quite surprised, as she knew her younger brother rarely lied.
The same thing happened again; he didn't lie to her after all, and immediately started composing a song.
The final outcome is still unknown, but Wang Xuetong still believes that her younger brother will not let her down.
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After a dozen minutes, Wang Qingge finally finished writing the lyrics and showed them to his second sister, Wang Xuetong.
"Second sister, take a look, what do you think of this song?"
Wang Xuetong took the lyrics and was somewhat surprised after glancing at them.
"Watching from the sidelines?" Wang Xuetong was genuinely shocked upon seeing this song title, because the whole incident was caused by the mural.
And her younger brother's newly created song is called "Watching from the Sidelines," which is quite surprising to her.
Wang Qingge explained, "Yes, Second Sister, because this song was created from the perspective of a mural, I think 'Watching from the Wall' is the best title."
Wang Xuetong naturally had no objection to this, and besides, she herself really liked the song title.
"Hmm, let me see."
As Wang Xuetong watched, she sang the verses aloud.
"Forgotten sands slip through my fingers"
"Fairy of the Cloud Tower"
"Flowing Water Sleeves"
"The guests from the temple have arrived."
"Dreams Invite Us to Dance in the Eight Heavens"
"Rugged ravines and undulating mountains"
"Sheng, Xiao, Pipa"
"Golden Carriage"
"Eternal Yellow Sands"
"Never faded"
"The rich and vibrant colors of the entire Tang Dynasty"
"A fleeting, lifelike image floats in the light, reflecting on the palace."
"I mistakenly ask what year it is tonight?"
Where do the lanterns of the graceful Hu Xuan dance now lie dormant?
"Accompanied by countless stars illuminating the heavens"
"Snow-covered shimmering light, bell tolls sculpt a Buddha niche."
"On this journey, amidst dust and gloom, we'll indulge in feasting and revelry."
"The rosy cheeks have faded, and the former brilliance of the cave paintings is nowhere to be seen."
But upon waking, he remained an observer.
"Clap clap! Very good, very good." After listening to his second sister's singing, Wang Qingge applauded her with great satisfaction.
"So, Second Sister! What do you think of this song? If we sing it, will it make the people at the scenic spot realize their mistake?"
"Could we make everyone in the world aware of the importance of these murals as historical artifacts?"
In fact, Wang Xuetong herself was already deeply attracted to this song while singing it.
It's not just that the song is catchy; the real reason it's so popular is that it was created specifically for historical murals.
Therefore, the entire song's lyrics revolve around the importance of murals, conveying to the world just how precious they are.
It also constantly tells people about the mystery and greatness of the murals, and how much the ancients paid to preserve them.
It can be said that the historical murals we see today are not as simple as they appear on the surface.
Murals are not just simple paintings, but also a bridge and a way for people today to communicate with the ancients.
Since people today cannot truly communicate with the ancients, there is only one way for them to understand them.
Those are the murals and other artifacts left by the ancients, which people today can appreciate through the murals and other artifacts left by people in the past.
This allows us to understand how people lived in that era and what kind of social system they had.
People today can study everything recorded in the murals through these materials, and thus learn about everything that happened to people in the past.
Therefore, murals are not just murals; they are also a bridge for people today to communicate with people in the past.
It is also a precious historical record left by the ancients to people today.
And all of this! It was through the song "Watching from the Wall" that people became more clearly aware of everything.
Under such circumstances, how could Wang Xuetong not like this song? She was completely captivated by it.
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Seeing his second sister staring blankly at the lyrics in deep thought, Wang Qingge couldn't help but ask again.
"So, Second Sister! Do you like this song or not? What do you think of it?"
"If we sing it, wouldn't that really make people aware of the importance of the murals?"
Wang Xuetong only snapped out of her daze when her younger brother asked her the question again.
"Oh!" Coming back to her senses, Wang Xuetong said with great satisfaction, "Little brother, this song is really good."
"If I were to sing it, I'm sure that anyone who hears this song will understand the importance of the mural."
"I also believe that this song can definitely awaken some people and make them realize the value of the murals."
"It will also make them realize how wrong their previous actions were."
“Yes, yes, I think so too, Second Sister.” Wang Qingge nodded happily after hearing Wang Xuetong’s words.
Now the two siblings know and believe that the song "Watching from the Sidelines" can change their current situation.
So Wang Qingge was still very happy, but Wang Xuetong felt a little different.
She didn't know why, but after learning that this song could truly change the situation and make people aware of the importance of murals...
However, she herself couldn't feel happy or joyful.
Actually, the reason why Wang Xuetong is not happy at this moment is not because the song is not good, nor because the song does not suit her taste.
On the contrary, it was precisely because the song was so beautiful and suited her tastes so well that she acted this way.
Wang Xuetong really loves this song, and she also hopes to sing it herself.
However, Wang Xuetong thought that her younger brother wanted her to sing this song, which is why she was a little unhappy at this moment.
After all, it wasn't easy to come across such a good song, and it was also a Chinese-style song that she liked.
She was naturally a little sad that she couldn't sing it herself.
Although Wang Xuetong was somewhat saddened, she dared not say anything, because she knew clearly that she could not compare to her younger brother.
She firmly believes that her singing is definitely not as good as her younger brother's.
So even though she really liked the song, she didn't dare call her "little brother" and let her sing it.
Because she was afraid, she was worried that if she took the song and sang it herself, and if she didn't sing it well and people couldn't truly understand the song, then it would be too late.
Therefore, no matter how much she likes it, she can't joke about such things.
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