This song.
The scene is complemented by a bright moon and beautiful women on stage.
Beautiful and touching!
"The frosty moon shines before the courtyard, illuminating who lies sleepless all night."
"I pick up my pen, startling the candlelight; memories are hard to write."
"No story in the human world can escape the theme of parting."
"Countless cycles of sunshine and rain, waxing and waning..."
A clear, melodious, and pleasant ancient-style voice.
As the sound system spread, the noise gradually filled the entire pedestrian street.
Even the vendors who were shouting to attract customers subconsciously quieted down and looked around curiously to find the source of the singing.
The singing in the night disturbed the bright moon.
A wisp of dark cloud drifted slowly in front of the full moon, as if the moon were shyly half-concealing its face.
In the voice of this young boy.
Life is like the wind, fleeting and swift, and before you know it, you've sailed through countless trials.
After countless sails have passed, all are but travelers; once the glamour has faded, who knows the truth?
For example, like broken snow.
It may not have been a long time since we had a chance to examine and appreciate it properly.
It had already quietly melted in my palm.
The fleeting years haven't even had time to be fully appreciated.
All that remains is sighing and regret.
Unconsciously, I began to miss the past.
The longing for something beautiful but unattainable climbs to the corners of the eye, turning into a frown.
"A lifetime of trials and tribulations cannot dispel the tears shed when flowers fall."
"Unable to call back the lone goose, it will inevitably fly south."
"Who understands my heart's secrets? Only the bright moon keeps me company."
"Longing has made me look even more haggard..."
Why do I suddenly feel like crying? Is it because I'm getting old?
Listening to Wang Yueheng's melodious singing.
Wang Xun, who is the second oldest member after Sun Lei, couldn't help but take off his glasses and hold back his tears.
As he listened to the song, he felt as if many scenes from his youth flashed through his mind.
Love, career, family... so many regrets or unfulfilled wishes...
In a previous episode's test, he was also the member who faced the most life pressure.
Wang Yueheng's song seems to have hit the nail on the head.
It made him want to let loose and cry.
"Sigh, don't even mention you, your singing almost brought me to tears..."
"Older people shouldn't listen to this kind of music..."
Even Huang Lei, nicknamed the "God of Calculation," couldn't help but wipe his eyes.
The faint melancholy in the song ignited the flames of his chaotic memories.
It might be better if someone else sang it.
But Wang Yueheng's emotional delivery in his singing was so spot-on that it was impossible to stop listening.
As Wang Yueheng sang, someone turned on their phone's flashlight and waved it around like a glow stick.
Then more and more passersby lit up their phones and waved and swayed to the rhythm of the music.
The scene quickly turned into a sea of flashbulbs.
It became Wang Yueheng's home ground.
Even though the three-minute challenge time limit had long passed.
But no one remembered the game from before; they just wanted to quietly listen to the current song.
Rather than saying this song is dedicated to Mo Zixue.
It's more like a song that Wang Yueheng dedicated to himself.
The cold winds and snow of my past life have swept through half my life.
Having weathered countless storms in this life, I return still a youth at heart.
All past sorrows have gone with the wind and no longer linger in my heart.
"A lifetime of trials and tribulations cannot erase the tears left by time."
"The black hair can't be brought back; it's all turned to ash."
"Who can write the ending? The endless tales of love and hate are boundless."
"I can only gaze at my reflection and sigh at myself time and time again."
The sound of guitars filled the air, and the singing soared through the heavens.
The lingering sound echoed for a long time.
As the song ended, the entire venue was bathed in light and remained as still as a still painting.
The thoughts in everyone's heart are like a pond in the rain, with ripples spreading and intertwining, complex and indescribable.
On the screen, the heartbeats of the two girls, which had peaked at over a hundred beats per minute, gradually returned to their initial starting point as the song played.
It felt like having a wonderful dream in real life.
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Note: Original singer of "Half a Lifetime of Snow": Uncle Qi; Lyricist: Zhu He; Composer: Zhu He
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