I like Li Jian's version of "When You Get Old". I love the version performed by the inserted audio teacher Liu Yunqing as much as Li Jian's version. I have been looking forward to it for many days and finally got it. Hahaha, I am allowed to laugh proudly for a while.
The dim lights, the melodious soundtrack, and the man sitting on the small stool singing quietly are really touching.
Some people say that Li Jian is good at singing "wind", with the softness and tranquility of "the breeze sings the cicadas in the middle of the night":
To be honest, I didn't pay attention to this song at first, but I just had friends After singing it, I thought that there was material on the music check-in that day, so I went to NetEase Cloud to look for it. There was a Li Jian version. I thought it just proved that Tsinghua brothers love Yeats. I listened to it inadvertently and was shocked. It turned out that he had The original song was adapted using a knife.
The adaptation not only continues the sincerity of the original Yeats poems, but also the charm and affectionate meaning of the original lyrics and music. What surprises me even more is that Li Jian’s rearrangement has added many elements. The prelude strings bring out the shadow of the August Photo Studio, leading to the clarinet's la Vie en rose, which is the chanson melody of ?dith Piaf, which is almost the epitome of all romance in France, and then in the interlude, the violin plays la Vie en rose. The melody of en rose is integrated again like a montage, and the added lyrics reflect Yeats' original meaning:
I especially love the word "fragrance", which quietly rises to the climax, ethereal and clear The high-pitched sound is sad and reluctant to leave, ruthlessly stirring the softness of your heart.
After listening to it, I was really stuck and couldn’t help myself. I still remember that it was midnight that night, and I kept looping that song. It had depth, soul, lingering, and confiding. , it is no exaggeration to say that it is amazing and addictive!
If Zhao Zhao's version sings sincerely, then Li Jian's version sings "I am not humble, I can't help but love you but I am not humble". This may be the closest to the original meaning of Yeats's poem.
Singing a song well is really a reflection of musical literacy and literary literacy. I have always believed that it is not about how good the singer’s basic singing skills are, how beautiful the lyrics are, or how beautiful the melody is. Rather, after the singer understands the artistic conception of the song, his accumulated qualities inadvertently overflow, and he naturally handles and handles the song to the right level. Still the same sentence, expressions with structure and emotion are the most touching.
People who listen to songs are always connected to the feelings of the songs and all the emotions surrounding the songs.
"The ideal old man in my mind is very attractive. I hope that when I get older, I will become more open-minded, able to accept everyone, have no prejudice against identity or status, and have a positive attitude toward the world." Very curious, but with a sense of justice, and able to face all the good things bravely." - Li Jian
In fact, no matter what, love is a feeling that arises spontaneously and may not have a destination. Yeats encountered it, but it requires sincerity and calmness. The integration of souls is never easy. Maybe your addiction at a certain moment is because you kowtowed to the shooting star 500 times in a certain life, a certain year, or a certain day. The best repayment to God is to make a wish and treat it with sincerity.
If you are old, you may be open-minded and face all good things bravely.
If you are old, if you love at that time, you will love deeply; if you don’t love, you will say no, and you should be honest and live up to the beauty of the world. I think this may be what Yeats was expressing.
Writing this, suddenly the theme song "Dream of the Floating Bridge" from Maugham's "The Veil" appeared. This is another adaptation of an old French folk song, and the lyrics have always been my favorite:
< p> Love me, I don’t even need to know who you are who loves me.In fact, when I read the lyrics carefully, I was shocked: When I am old, I will sing this song in my heart for you, and the song in my heart is the wind blowing, your news.
What will happen to me when I am not old yet? I can only try my best to remember everything in words and remember every warmth that touched me. Wait for them to become the wind, and one day they will blow over with your news.
"I know you and will always remember you. At that time, you were still very young and everyone said you were beautiful. Now, I am here to tell you. To me, I think you are beautiful now." You are more beautiful than when you were young, when you were a young woman. Compared with your face then, I love your battered face now - Duras "The Lover"
Admiration. I'll try to figure out how to write these words for a song (including lyrics).