After listening, everyone fell silent.
Even if you don't understand Hokkien, you can still be moved by the mood of the song.
After putting down his guitar, Lin Sen took out cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket, and then went to the balcony with the others to have a couple of puffs.
There's no way around it, this song has a really strong aftereffect.
The older people in the bar also stopped smiling, then silently picked up their glasses, ready to take a couple of sips.
It was only at this point that they realized the glass was already empty.
Holy crap, this isn't just heartbreaking, it's like crushing your heart, piecing it back together, and then crushing it again!
This is serious music making! The lyrics, the music, and the melody are all perfectly balanced, effortlessly captivating and moving.
I've listened to quite a few Hokkien songs, but this one is the most touching.
After this song, it would be hard for Xiao Lanling not to become popular. How many people can sing the song of life like this?
Even if those rising stars came, it wouldn't work...
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The opening lines of "The Prodigal Son Returns" have a strong sense of江湖 (jianghu, the world of martial arts and chivalry).
But the lyrics of lyrical rock also carry a sense of vicissitude and open-mindedness.
Although the "wine" element in the song is not prominent, it is present throughout.
This top-notch work won the Best Hokkien Song of the Year award at the 11th Golden Melody Awards.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a hall-of-fame song in the Minnan language genre.
The impact it brought was also unparalleled.
Soon after, it sparked a frenzy across the entire internet, even surpassing the lasting impact of "Riding a White Horse" at the time.
This song has been used in countless short videos and short dramas, it's like a flood, the traffic just won't stop...
However, just when everyone thought the two pieces were over, Lin Sen and the other instrumentalists returned to the stage, and Bei Chen also returned to the microphone.
Everyone looked on, wondering if there were more.
Is it really that powerful?
Song: "Sorrow"
Singer: Bei Chen
Lyrics and music by Bei Chen
(This is actually a song written, composed, and sung by Mao Buyi!)
The mood of the previous song is actually somewhat similar to that of this one.
Before his emotions had completely subsided, Bei Chen continued with the third song, which was also the last song of the night.
The prelude is based on the clear tones of a classical guitar, complemented by the melodious and mellow harmonica.
It creates a slightly somber and melancholic atmosphere for the listener, directly drawing them into the world of the song.
"When you step into this place of joy"
"Carry all your dreams and aspirations on your back"
"Different faces, different makeup"
No one remembers what you look like.
"..."
Bei Chen's voice was deep and magnetic, which was his forte.
Unlike the previous song, this one is gentler, as if whispering its own story in the listener's ear.
The lyrics, in turn, are remarkably similar to the atmosphere at the Hive Bar right now.
This gives the listener a unique sense of immersion from the very beginning.
It's as if this song isn't about someone else, but about myself.
"One cup to the rising sun, one cup to the moonlight."
"Awakened my longing, softened the cold window."
"..."
By the time the chorus arrives, the listener can already sense that this is truly a description of wine.
There has been the custom of worshipping the heavens and the moon since ancient times, and it is even common in daily life. But who can write it so poetically?
A single, simple sentence can inspire a wealth of talent.
This gave the audience at the scene and the viewers in the live broadcast room a shock. They had a feeling that this song was probably not that simple.
Sure enough, it was quickly verified:
"One cup to my hometown, one cup to distant places."
"Holding onto my kindness spurs me to grow."
"..."
These two cups of wine are a toast to my hometown and to the distant places.
And Bei Chen has never lacked such distant places.
A past life!
Even today, Bei Chen still fondly remembers the days when he squatted at a distance, silently watching his parents and brother eat together and chat under the tree with binoculars.
No one can understand the pain of not being able to recognize your family members even when they are right in front of you.
With just a slight adjustment, a rich and profound sense of emotion unfolds.
Even without any outburst or flashy techniques, simply speaking with profound understanding can still penetrate the heart.
It's as if you've seen through the past, and no matter how much you struggle, you have nowhere to settle down.
During the interlude, Bei Chen whistled for a short while.
At that moment, it felt as if my brother was still picking fruit in the tree, and I was leisurely whistling under the tree.
In his mind, it was a beautiful picture.
But to the audience, Bei Chen seemed to be enveloped in an inescapable sense of loneliness.
When the listener thought about Bei Chen's past, he felt even more sorry for him, and at the same time, he felt a tingling sensation.
Before I knew it, I had goosebumps all over my body.
"One glass to tomorrow, one glass to the past."
"Supporting my body, providing strong support to my shoulders."
"..."
With the preceding build-up, the tone rose a few decibels at this point.
But that wasn't enough; Bei Chen's momentum continued to build.
It seemed as if something was stuck in his chest, something he had to get out.
The listeners, too, seemed to have gathered their strength, eagerly anticipating the final climax:
"One cup to freedom, one cup to death."
"Forgive my ordinariness, and the confusion will be dispelled."
"..."
Mao Mao used to be a nurse and had seen many life and death incidents.
Bei Chen was once an assassin and had seen countless deaths.
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