Before I Got on Stage, the Brokerage Company Went Bankrupt

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"Most people now know that I am an orphan, but I was an orphan from birth. I once had a happy family with my father who loved me and my mother who loved me."

As Lin Fan recalled, he slowly recounted the past.

In other words, it is the past of the predecessor and the past of the past life.

"But I can’t remember what my parents look like and what jobs they do. The only thing I remember is that I have been learning some musical instruments, such as piano and violin. Are you engaged in music-related work, or come from a music-related family?"

This memory was found by Lin Fan from the depths of his soul, and it belonged to the memory of Blue Star Lin Fan.

Unlike the Earth Lin Fan, who grew up in an orphanage since he was a child, Blue Star Lin Fan originally had a happy family.

But this kind of thing, in Lin Fan's view, may be even more unacceptable. What you haven't had, it won't be great if you lose it, but the happiness you once had has suddenly disappeared like this. This kind of blow is not something a child can bear.

"When I was 9 years old, my dad passed away because of a serious illness, and my mom couldn't bear the shock, so she left soon."

In this way, Lin Fan, who had no immediate family members and a few distant relatives who were not willing to raise him, was sent to the orphanage.

Perhaps from that time, Lin Fan of Blue Star had already planted a world-weary introduction in his heart.

Yes, weary of the world.

Lin Fan later read through the memories carefully, especially after having the skills, Lin Fan checked all the memories deep in his mind, and it was obvious that Blue Star Lin Fan had long ago. Thoughts of suicide.

After he became an adult, he moved out of the orphanage, looked for a job, and made money to live his life, but his life had no goals, no pursuits, but day after day, living repetitively and numbly, not a bit interesting, not a bit interesting. The color of life.

Until I met Lian Xiaoyu.

Lian Xiaoyu said: "You will be seen by many, many people, and many, many people will like you!"

It was like a light in the dark night, shining into his heart, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw and wanting to struggle ashore.

Unfortunately, the darkness still swallowed the light, and the straw could not save the drowning person.

Lin Fan talked about this dusty past lightly, standing from the perspective of a third party, looking at the whole thing calmly and objectively, "My parents are very affectionate, although I was young at that time, but I have never been less affected. Parents sprinkle dog food."

But it was precisely because of too much affection that Lin Fan's mother couldn't bear the blow and died in depression.

"The two songs "Because of Love" and "Faith" are based on my parents as a reference, incorporating my own attitude and understanding of love, and finally finished works.

In fact, to be honest, I was worried at the beginning, would a lot of people find such old-school songs out of date? "

Lin Fan smiled: "But it turns out that true moving emotions, no matter how many years have passed, will still resonate in people's hearts."

Liu Zhengyan silently patted Lin Fan on the shoulder, and Tang He fell silent.

Some past events are too heavy. Just lifting a corner and peeping at it makes people feel the pain, helplessness, hesitation and confusion.

Lin Fan returned Liu Zhengyan's "okay" look, and proactively said: "In addition to these two, I also wrote a song at the same time. It was given to Lin Fan...that is, my own song, Teacher Liu, Teacher Tang , Do you want to listen?"

Liu Zhengyan and Tang He nodded naturally.

So Lin Fan got up again and went back to the house, and took out the guitar: "The style of this song is quite different from my previous songs, um, it's quite different."

Liu Zhengyan smiled and said: "Don't brag, you're done with your own praise, and the children's song will come out in a while, but we won't have any words!"

Lin Fan smiled and stopped talking, but was quietly immersed in the melody of the music. He flicked the strings of the music, seeming to be sighing, and he seemed to be an old man who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, telling his life. :

"Think but not get

How do you live—"

Liu Zhengyan, who was originally sitting relaxed, waiting to listen to Lin Fan's new song, sat upright, and from Lin Fan's unclear singing, or could it be said that it was a sigh? Among them, I heard a resonance that permeated from the depths of my heart.

Life is in a hurry, but thoughts are unavailable, a single sentence expresses every state of life, speaks thoroughly about the impermanence of the world, and evokes the emotions that Liu Zhengyan hides deep in his heart.

Helpless? Regret it? Probably all of them.

"Reluctant to give up

Just talk nonsense with the past

When you find out that time is a thief

It has already stolen all your choices—"

Tang He is not a professional singer like Liu Zhengyan, and he cannot understand this song from a professional perspective such as composition and singing, but he is a professional host who is more sensitive to language and text than Liu Zhengyan. .

Therefore, when Lin Fan opened the first paragraph, Tang He was deeply attracted by the lyrics of this song.

In this paragraph, there is no uncommon word, no difficult word, just such a common and plain word, but it hits the soul with precision and arouses the resonance of the soul!

Lin Fan sang his own feelings, and everyone who heard this song heard his own story:

"Love is just a fever

Missing is followed closely, cough

Can't forgive

But unstoppable

Hate over the wall at night

Is empty

But buzzing

Who puts a cold gun in your heart—"

Love is a high fever, and yearning is an unconcealable cough. Tang He heard this metaphor for the first time, but after savoring it, he had to admire the subtlety of the lyrics. Love and longing came suddenly and unstoppable. Can bear it silently.

Lingering, endless.

But behind these beautiful high fevers and coughs, there is more turbulent hatred, unsatisfactory pain, unstoppable suffering, and even after the heart is hollowed out, even a trace of warmth is left. I can't help it, even a trace of memory is unbearable, cold.

Lin Fan's voice and tune gradually rose, and the feelings contained in the lyrics became stronger, as if he had accumulated in his chest for many years, and he wanted to vent it all at this moment.

"The vow of old love

Like a slap

Whenever you remember a sentence

Just slap in the face

Then I couldn’t smell it for years

Can't smell the fragrance of women—"

A dull pain filled the hearts of Liu Zhengyan and Tang He, feeling that courage disappeared at this moment, and only wanted to hide alone, licking the wound cowardly.

But Lin Fan was not immersed in this emotion. Instead, he changed his pen to talk about common problems from the individual's situation. Using the vicissitudes of tune, he slowly solved them, and also unlocked himself, with a touch of helplessness. A touch of self-deprecation:

"The past is not as good as smoke

Yes

Nostalgia in love is not a virtue

It's a pity that love is not like writing a song

No matter how serious you are, you can’t make a style--"

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Although Lin Fan said it was a song written for himself~www.wuxiaspot.com~, in fact, he sang it into everyone's heart.

Who hasn't, who knows it's impossible, knows it's a delusion, but still can't let go, can't let go, can't forget that person?

Some things are indelible by time. Reason wants to forget, but emotion is still involved.

"Think but not get

There is no wise man in love. "

At the end of this sentence, the knot is so fast, as if the strings of the piano come to a halt, leaving only the lingering sound of the valley, which is endless. Only the sorrow and helplessness left, flooded my mind, permeated the mental journey of life, and covered the heart riddled with holes.

I don't know when, the two listeners have already burst into tears.

ps: "Song for Myself", Li Zongsheng