Chapter 472: Chapter 346
(Don’t look yet, an hour and a half to revise.)
(Maybe it’s better to just write about the live scene directly…)
“Star Lighting” is a classic song by Zheng Zhihua. When it was first sung in the 1990s on Earth in a previous life, with its catchy lyrics and lody, and thes resonating with everyone, it beca incredibly popular throughout the country. It was a generation’s tiless classic.
Though it’s an old song, neither its arrangent nor its lyrics feel outdated in the 2020s; its emotional power still holds strong.
Bringing it to Blue Star and this current occasion makes it even more fitting.
Under the night skies of the southern harbor, besides the brightly lit square, there weren’t many high-rise neon buildings.
People rarely paid attention to the stars above, but once ntioned, everyone looked up to see the twinkling night sky.
“Irresponsible vows, my youthful arrogance, lost in the dark realizing my own vulnerability.”
“Looking at your tear-stained eyes, thinking of the distant ho, stars in the sky, please light a hopeful lantern for .”
“Star Lighting, brighten my ho.”
“Let lost children find their way ho.”
With a few strums of his guitar, Wu Mu sotis felt it was good to sing and play the guitar in this life; he could pour his usual unexpressed emotions into the music.
If death, pain, despair, guilt, and mothers were his forte in his previous life, then his past in this life fit these thes too well.
Each ti he used his skills, he maximized the impact of these emotions.
In the past life, his forte was the various flavors of an ordinary person’s experiences. The joys of childhood, the unspoken pride of youth, the highs and lows of adulthood, the joys, sorrows, and confusions of life’s struggles, and the calm maturity with age.
He excelled at expressing these common human insights.
Not sensational, yet always fresh.
These are emotions everyone has felt.
“Today’s sky is a filthy sky, stars are no longer visible in the sky of civilization.”
“The sky isn’t that high, the sea isn’t that far, human hearts are higher than the sky, farther than the sea.”
“Learning to lie and chase fa, lost in reality finding my own vulnerability.”
“Watching you leave with tears, thinking of the vast future.”
“Stars in the distance, please light a hopeful lantern for .”
The audience was imrsed in the song, lost in their own pasts.
Even the city secretary monitoring the scene from the shadows, usually focused on the tourists, was now a bit dazed, thinking about how he had co from a hungry child in the countryside to his current position.
Had he forgotten the confusions and aspirations of his youth over the years? Had he lost himself in pursuit of fa and fortune?
He looked at the stars over the southern harbor and glanced at the tourists who had been received smoothly despite so hiccups.
Perhaps a bit lost, but still retaining so of his original aspirations.
“Did he write this song himself?” He turned to ask Huang Yunxia beside him.
Huang Yunxia shook her head, “We’re not sure, we didn’t contact him in advance, but all the songs he’s sung previously were self-written, especially the new ones, he handled them all by himself.”
The city secretary sighed, “This young man is impressive, I think I understand why he’s so popular.”
All the others present, discerning people, could see the secretary’s preferences from his attitude.
They all began to voice their thoughts, “My daughter at ho has always liked his songs too, I didn’t understand before, but hearing him sing live now, I imdiately get it.”
“He sings so well, the emotions in this song clearly show he’s a good kid.”
“Yes, such heartfelt lyrics couldn’t be written without personal experience.”
Everyone seed genuinely moved.
Whether they were truly moved or just pretending to be, that was unclear.
Han Yan was also imrsed, and even amidst her imrsion, she whispered to her best friend, “This song fits so well, did he plan to sing it tonight in advance?”
These lyrics are just too fitting!
Zhang Li glanced at her best friend and softly reminded, “If you badmouth him, you’ll have bad luck for a year.”
Han Yan felt a pang of guilt, “I was just saying, it really fits so well, besides, the festival’s over now!”
Zhang Li, more thoughtful, said, “He didn’t seem like he had planned to perform tonight, we were all out for dinner earlier, rember?”
Han Yan responded with an “Oh,” but her attention had already drifted away.
Dinner?
After the song, could they still grab a al together?
“Years later, a heavy rain woke from my slumber, and suddenly the city’s neon lights no longer glowed.”
“A blurred starlight peeked through the sky.”
“It was your gaze, still waiting for in the distance.”
“Star Lighting, brighten my ho, let lost children find their way ho.”
“Star Lighting, brighten my future.”
“With a soft light, warm a child’s heart.”
“Star Lighting, brighten my ho…”
Wu Mu closed the song as if whispering the last few lines softly.
The audience below was clearly still lost in the song, without much reaction.
Until Wu Mu stood up and spoke directly, “Alright, that’s it for tonight. We’ve walked a long way, everyone should go back and rest early.”
Only then did the tourists in the square awaken suddenly.
A thunderous applause ensued.
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