national idol

Chapter 90 The Laughter
"Dad, let me introduce you to a folk singer, Ding Ning. Go and listen to his "Those Flowers". It's quite like you."

Having received such a text message from his daughter early in the morning, Fu Zhou grinned.

It was Ding Ning again.

This is how many times he has been mentioned by this name recently?
Zhan Ze, Xu Shan, Wen Heyang, and now even her daughter has begun to give him Amway.

Ding Ning is really good?

not necessarily.

He had heard Ding Ning's most popular song "Nan Shan Nan".

However, he still believes that folk songs are dead, at least in China, they are completely dead.

He, the "Godfather of folk songs", led the prosperity of folk songs and ended the prosperity of folk songs.

In his opinion, Ding Ning, who has been mentioned frequently in recent days, is the same as all folk singers today, on the road of self-preservation and never looking back, and will never reach his height.

Nanshan south, north autumn sad.

There are grain piles in Nanshan.

The south wind murmurs, the North Sea goes north.

There are tombstones in Beihai.

Take two of the sentences, there are grain piles in Nanshan, which are his folk songs, and there are tombstones in Beihai, which are Ding Ning, which is also the current folk song.

Everyone loves grain piles, who the hell likes tombstones?
The dynasty has passed away, and history has turned around. The grand scene in the past has struggled to the present, but it is nothing but a piece of wild smoke and weeds that cannot be supported.

Even if the song "Nan Shan Nan" has some merits, it is just a pile of bones.

As for the grain heap?

Probably young people nowadays don't know what folk songs are.

In their hearts, after walking through a few cities, dating a few girls, and watching a few sunrises and sunsets, they feel that they have experienced vicissitudes and must not see through life.

But many years later, who will remember their pretentious groans?
Don't talk about the future, just say how many people know them now.

Can the entire folk song world add up to half of his popularity in its heyday?

How many of the folk songs in their mouths can be passed down?
Can both elegance and vulgarity be appreciated?

Is it suitable for all ages?
Don't be afraid of floating clouds to cover your eyes, I'm afraid that Yang Huachou will kill someone.

Thinking of the group of young people playing folk songs, Fu Zhou could only sigh in his heart.

However, he still found "Those Flowers" online.

It's not that he has any expectations for Ding Ning, but that he wants to have something in common with his daughter.

However, when the play button was pressed, the clear guitar prelude of "Those Flowers" played, and Fu Zhou found that it seemed to be a different ballad.

It's different, that is, compared to most folk songs today.

In fact, in his opinion, this song is the folk song he has been preaching all along, in terms of the prelude alone.

Even if it's sad, it's a plain sadness, not a haze covered by dark clouds, and it's not a stern rock accusation.

"That piece of laughter reminds me of my flowers."

"In my life, every corner is quietly open for me."

"I thought that I would always be by her side."

"Today we have already left, in the vast sea of ​​people..."

The lyrics are still the same, but compared to "Nan Shan Nan", it is much more plain and straightforward, and also much cleaner and brighter.

Calm down and listen carefully, Fu Zhou felt that this song "Those Flowers" was a bit like his previous style, very similar to his mid-term style.

At that time, as he was getting older and his inspiration was gradually exhausted, he was gradually unable to write plain and simple ballads without losing meaning, and he also began to go astray by working behind closed doors.

Opening eyes and closing eyes are all white like snow, and the heart is empty, but desperately want to find flowers like brocades, to prove that he is not exhausted, and can be popular for another ten years.

Although the album "The End of Youth" he released at that time played a concept of saying goodbye to youth, it was sought after by countless people, and its sales volume has ranked first in the history of folk songs in China, and many classic songs have been passed down, but his own Not very happy with that album.

Because that album is too crafty and unnatural, the listeners may not hear it, but he himself, the creator, knows it all.

In his opinion, "Those Flowers" is also the same. It has more than enough craftsmanship, and its feelings are greater than its content. In terms of resonating...

I have to admit that this Ding Ning has his own way of composing music. He uses a consistent and delicate melody to lighten the traces of chiseled and carved lyrics, so that he, who now scoffs when talking about folk songs, can actually hear it. feeling.

Even after listening to it once, he actually felt that there was still more to say.

It had been many years since a ballad could make him feel this way, and Fu Zhou couldn't help but clicked the play button again.

"That piece of laughter reminds me of my flowers..."

After the admirable prelude, Ding Ning sang the first line of the lyrics in the computer, and Fu Zhou, who listened more attentively, suddenly felt his whole body and mind tightened up, as if being pinched by someone around the waist, and as if Something was sucked out of the body, and the abdominal cavity contracted for a while.

"In my life, every corner is quietly open for me..."

Then his thoughts, like being dragged by a running train, spanned a distance as far as light years, and quickly rewound.

At first, it was a large area of ​​blur, but after he settled down for a while, he saw the green grass overgrown and the sun shining brightly, and the sky full of flowers, the sky high and the clouds light.

"I used to think that I would stay by her side forever..."

He also saw the childishness and brilliance of his fluttering white clothes, and the chasing and running he devoted himself to for that brilliance.

At that time, he was still young, but he thought he was mature and able to control the future, but in reality he was innocent and confident.

"Today we have already left, in the vast sea of ​​people..."

The collision of strenuous running and retrospective memory burst out the silent sound of spirit and body, and suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest, Fu Zhou pressed the pause button.

He was silent for a long time, thought for a long time, and then let out a long breath.

Young is good.

Even if it is to express sorrow for new words, it still has a unique color.

Even if it is pretentious, it is full of youthful breath, exuding a tangy and sour taste.

Not many people come here in a serious way. Life has joys and sorrows, absurdity, down-to-earth, rashness, and seriousness. Youth is also full of joy, anger, sorrow, joy, stupidity, and seriousness. Maybe he should treat the young people today more tolerantly.

Perhaps they have turned a mass music into a house-style self-entertainment, but at least they are making their own voices.

Is it important to be suitable for all ages?

It does matter.

But what if, it is not people who are building classics, but the times are building classics?

If he put those popular songs in the past into the present, can he still have such achievements?
How many young people are willing to listen to drama, and how many old people will love rock and roll?

Thinking about it carefully, he was just following the trend back then, just like the young people now are also following the trend.

However, Ding Ning's song "Those Flowers" made him see a breakthrough against the current.

This song should have appeared in an earlier era. If it was included in his "Youth Ended" album, Fu Zhou felt that there might be another widely sung classic.

But now, how many people are willing to appreciate such a light ballad that is relatively less fancy and needs to be savored carefully?
At least he is willing, because to him, this song "Those Flowers" is his "that piece of laughter".

Oh, and his daughter is willing too.

However, it was not enough. He felt that it was necessary for more people to hear this song.

"Some people's youth has ended, while some people's youth is still going on. "Those Flowers", a long-lost song, I will share with you."

He said so in a meager way.

(End of this chapter)