Superstar

\"&It's just a crude guitar, without any other decorations and accompaniment, Hugo just lightly outlines the strings, so that the music returns to the original appearance. The music at that time was not art, it was just the expression of folk people. They are just a medium of their own emotions. They don't pursue the cumbersome melody, nor do they think about the profoundness of the lyrics. They just feel it, sing their inner thoughts, and sing the trembling of their souls.

Perhaps, the music at that time was so simple and rough, but that was the first appearance of music: simple but touching.

"If I had wings like Nora's dove, then I would fly over the river and throw it into the arms of my lover, cherish goodbye, my beloved, cherish goodbye. I have a tall man who moves like a cannon. Cherish goodbye, my beloved."

Hugo lowered his head slightly, his eyes carefully looked at the strings in his hand, gently outlined, the vibration of the guitar strings stirred up a piece of dust, gently flying in the creamy yellow light, the invisible notes were inserted with wings. , Wandering around in the halo, but dancing lightly on the heartstrings of every listener, making a circle of ripples.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment, Hugo’s clear voice with a little hoarse voice is like clear spring water, running happily in the sun, caressing the round pebbles, passing the just budding green, through the dense The fog, echoed with birds and insects... all the noise and noise around me settled down, as if only the simple guitar strings were vibrating in the world.

"Vaguely remember that night, when the rainstorm poured down, my heart was torn to pieces by the pain, cherish goodbye, my beloved, cherish goodbye. The turbid river is surging, and the blatant wind is raging, you abandon me. Unborn child, cherish goodbye, my beloved, cherish goodbye. Just like a bird is destined to soar in the sky, a life without a loved one is no longer meaningful, cherish goodbye, my beloved, cherish goodbye."

Everyone in Death Canyon looked at Hugo quietly. Hugo did not look up and communicate with them, but the clear and smooth singing made them feel closer than ever, and the heart was on the melodious and moving guitar. The strings trembled slightly, and the whiskey in his hand reflected a charming halo in the dim light. Even though the alcohol remained in the cup, the intoxication of the tip of the tongue had gradually calmed the brain. , That's probably it.

Hugo didn't deliberately sensationalize, just sing in a low voice, but the mellow voice exudes fatal charm. That line of lyrics is so simple, so straightforward, but so poetic, so beautiful, so that dry eyes begin to become warm inexplicably, the melancholy, sadness, nostalgia and regret hidden in the lyrics are in the guitar strings. Pouring down.

In the small space of Death Canyon, only Hugo’s voice and guitar strings reverberated, and all the more than 30 guests stopped their movements, including the bartender, who stood there and cast their sights on. On the stage, watching Hugo intently at one person, one guitar and one world. At this moment, this space is a life.

The folk songs that are rich in national colors are called folk songs. Folk songs have a long history, so their authors are mostly unknown. The content of folk songs is rich, including religious, love, war, and work, as well as drinking, dancing, memorials, etc., with a catchy tone, unique sentiment style and Simple and sincere emotions have become the reason for the spread of folk songs.

The song "Fare. Thee. wel1" that Hugo plays now is not his sword work, but a famous ballad in American history. It can be traced back to the year NL904. A folk singer named John Rox (.) sang this song for the first time.

John Rodriguez is known as the originator of American folk songs.

As a country that has only existed for more than two hundred years, people have been criticized for its shortcomings. In the first more than one hundred years, American pop music can be said to be a completely European copy. But in the early twentieth century, a group of American scholars realized that they had emigrated from Europe to the North American continent for a long time, and they had produced their own culture, including folk songs. Therefore, these scholars began to collect folk rhymes in the southern mountainous areas where American farmers gathered. John Rodriguez is the representative of this group of scholars.

According to John, this song "Treasure Goodbye" is a small tune hummed by an African American woman doing laundry. At that time, the woman’s life was about to collapse and everything was in a precarious state, but her man betrayed her and let her Her life fell apart completely. But the woman was not crushed, but hummed a brisk tune, and started the pace of life again.

"Farewell" after being sorted out by John, because this African American woman was called Dink (), the song was originally circulated under the name "Song of Dink (, s., but with time Elapsed time, John's son Alan Luo Marx (alan.) re-recorded and re-arranged the song, but unexpectedly made the song rise to fame.

A generation of folk poet Bob Dylan also sang this song, and relying on this song as inspiration, Jian made a very important song "Farewell" in his music career, so that the original song "cherished goodbye" (fare. thee. well was widely circulated throughout the sixties.

The song "Treasure Goodbye" is about the melancholy and sadness of a woman after losing her love, but the philosophy of life contained in the song has been responded to by countless people. Unexpectedly, most of the singers who sang this song later were not female singers, but male singers, especially in the heyday of folk songs in the 1960s.

At the beginning, there were countless folk singers, and it was not easy to stand out from the crowd. Many folk singers were in displacement looking for opportunities to realize their dreams, but more often they were overwhelmed by life. The dream, after all, betrayed these singers. Therefore, the song "Treasure Goodbye" was given a deeper meaning and was widely circulated.

Hugo sings this song through clouds and flowing water. The melody and singing sound are like transparent sunlight, lightly outlines the shape of dreams, depicts the appearance of life, and makes the listener cry involuntarily.

Dan-Dern listened to the clear sound of the strings, his heartbeat slowed down. Before he realized it, tears filled his eyes. He didn’t want to admit it, but he had to admit that Hugo’s singing had nothing. Modified, without any fancy, but this unpretentious singing voice contains the most sincere emotions, awakening the softest part of the heart.

Perhaps, this is the real music, the kind of music that cannot be comprehended without experience, vicissitudes, and precipitation.

Dan glanced at his teammates, Brown, Jonathan and they all lowered their heads in embarrassment, which made Dan a little disappointed. Although, if Brown loses control in anger, it will make the situation very scary, or even possible; relatively speaking, they actually don't even have the courage to face Hugo, which is a fatal blow to one team. Perhaps, this is also doomed to a new day that will not reach the height of glory to death.

Dan turned his gaze to the stage again, looking at the casual and calm Hugo, Hugo seemed to have an eye-catching charm, even without any spotlight embellishment, it still makes people unable to take their eyes off. Dan turned his head and looked at Fu Jin who was sitting in the corner. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little envious.

After Hugo sang the song "Treasure Goodbye", sat on the spot holding the guitar, and sang in a low voice, "Treasure goodbye, my beloved, cherish goodbye." Then he closed his mouth, leaving only the air in the air. His voice kept echoing.

It seemed that after a long time, applause broke out at the scene suddenly, breaking the silence. Looking back, Dan started to applaud. Brown, Jonathan and Black sitting next to Dan panicked, and Clay also joined Dan's. Line up, applaud together.

In an instant, everyone in the bar turned their attention, and Fujin and the others were naturally no exception. Then Fujin saw Brown.

Brown is an alcoholic, this has not changed so far, and it was Brown who combined Jonathan and Blake to kick Fogin out of the game. Another player, Aaron Yidai, also voluntarily retired under pressure. Fujin didn't expect that the meeting between him and Brown would be such an occasion.

Brown sensed Fujin’s sight, and his first reaction was to try to glaze back, but only before he glanced at Fujin, he cowardly retracted his gaze and lay directly on the table, trying to conceal his actions. . Jonathan and Black panicked when they saw Brown's actions like this, and they lowered their heads hurriedly. They didn't forget Laladin and Clay, and let them all get down, which made both of them feel helpless.

In fact, the guests just turned their heads and glanced, then looked back at the stage again, and then everyone applauded. The applause of more than 30 people was not grand, and they did not do their utmost to applaud. Everyone clapped politely, but the true emotions in those pairs of eyes were the most wonderful. Let this The humble stage looks so wonderful.

Fujin just took a look at Brown~www.readwn.com~ He knew they would meet, after all, the rock circle is the place to slap your hands, even if it’s not today, it will be at a certain music festival or a certain tour in the future. Will meet. In fact, Fujin once imagined that when he sees a new day again, he can breathe out a sigh, although he doesn't care, although he has bid farewell to the past, but the band he built by himself has fallen into the hands of others, or It made Fujin very uncomfortable.

However, when he really saw the brand new day, Fujin felt a little sorrowful in his heart. He hoped that the brand new day could rise strongly and confront Glory to Death. He wanted to start the duel upright, not to defeat the opponent, but to Seeing that the bands I have built can also be successful. But now...Brown didn't even dare to look at himself. This fact did not make Fu Jin proud, but made him a little regretful.

On a brand new day, this band built by Fu Jin seems to be like the song Hugo sang just now. It has completely become a yellowed memory in Fu Jin's mind. The past has become the past, and now Fumetal is glorious to death. This is the reason why he struggled for it, moved for it, and persisted for it.

Treasure, goodbye. My dear love! (To be continued [provided]. If you like this work, you are welcome to read it and vote for a monthly pass for the work. Your support is the biggest motivation for me to continue to create!).