A song is euphemistic, sings through thousands of feelings, and flows with faint disappointment and gentle sadness;
A flute has a long rhyme, blowing all kinds of customs, and deducing the infatuation of people in the depths of loneliness.
Thus, in Chen Yue's flute and Sammi Kao's song, the long-lost true feelings and feelings were inadvertently awakened, the dry eyes were wet, the numb face was moved, and the indifferent mood was impregnated, moistened and melted bit by bit. ...
"The wind comes and the rain falls, and the clouds cry as soon as they get wind. I'll never forget your kindness to me. You tricked me into old age even though the days have passed ... ". Here, music is like a prose poem, which describes the following artistic conception to us:
Dusk time
I am walking by the stream.
I met you in the sunset.
I play around like the wind.
Holding a green bamboo flute in his hand
Clothes are floating.
Fei yang Fei yang
I want to stroke the hair on your temple.
Suddenly, your appearance disappeared.
Looking for time
Suddenly, I heard the flute playing beautifully.
Raise the wings of the wind
Blowing Ye Er makes my heart ache.
Late sadness
Look in the direction of the flute
Still haven't seen you.
My missing son.
Only a few wisps of breeze.
My immortal eyes
I've been looking for it.
Keep wandering
Low place
Surprised to see you rippling in the water.
Bend down and beat a stream.
Want to hold on?
Lift your handsome face.
what can I do?
Liu si Dian shui
You just disappeared.
Leave a flute to call loneliness and send Changfeng to comfort melancholy.
How to endure?
How can I bear to watch this pursuit in the wind?
Watch in the wind
How to endure listening?
How can you stand crying at the sound of this flute?
The sadness of flute
wind direction
Who can tell?
The footsteps of the wind
Who can catch up?
Where is the hometown of the wind?
Where am I?
Let my wind blow everywhere.
My eagerly awaited gesture
Willow trees standing like trees on the shore.
The wind rustled through the branches.
People say
The woman who chases the wind is the most beautiful.
People say
The legend in the wind is unparalleled.
but
amateur
The wind is too fast.
Not to mention this autumn in the cold autumn.
chase
dusk