bookrandom Chapter 114 Fall
Chapter 114 Fall
The spotlight moved through the crowd like an eager explorer, finally settling on a handsome young man. He stood tall and straight, like a poplar tree, radiating youthful energy.
His face had distinct features, with sharp eyebrows that slanted into his temples, and bright, deep eyes that shone like stars in the night sky. Beneath his high, straight nose, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, carrying a confident smile, making him look incredibly handsome.
At this moment, his eyes were fixed on the song selection board, and his finger pointed precisely to the song in the second row, second column.
He chose this song because he turned 22 this year, a number that has special significance for him. Perhaps it is a commemoration of his youth, or perhaps it is a way to express some kind of emotion deep in his heart.
Luo Li walked lightly forward, turned the song selection board over, and saw that it read "Cen Shen's 'Falling'".
Upon seeing that it was a new song, a cheer erupted from the crowd, the sound like surging waves, one after another, full of anticipation and excitement.
Luo Li stood to one side of the stage with a mysterious smile on her lips, thinking to herself, "She has prepared a new song for each of the guests invited today. They have been practicing hard for half a month for this event."
During this time, they have been working day and night to refine every note and every movement, all in order to give their fans a big surprise today.
I wonder if this carefully prepared surprise will satisfy the fans?
Her eyes revealed a hint of nervousness and anticipation, and her hands unconsciously clenched and unclenched, as if she was silently cheering for this unknown "moment of verification".
Just then, Cen Shen walked onto the stage with elegant steps. She wore a moon-white embroidered dress, the hem of which fluttered like the wings of a butterfly. The delicate embroidery, with its outline of flowers, appeared and disappeared among the hem of the dress, as if blooming with poetry.
Her jet-black hair cascaded down her back, loosely tied up, with a few stray strands falling around her fair neck. A jade hairpin was tucked into her hair, further accentuating her delicate beauty. Her face was unadorned, yet her lips were like cherry blossoms, her eyebrows like distant mountains, and her eyes held a deep affection, as if they held a pool of autumn water, revealing a graceful and gentle charm in every glance.
After taking the stage, she raised her eyes slightly, looked around, and bowed slightly to the cheering crowd below. Every smile and gesture exuded the graceful beauty of the Jiangnan water towns, yet she also maintained a generous and composed demeanor.
The music began softly, like a clear spring flowing between the rocks, gentle and soothing. Cen Shen took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and immersed himself in the prelude of the music.
As the first note faded, she slowly opened her eyes, which sparkled with a light that resembled stars lit up in the night sky, dazzling and captivating.
She opened her mouth and began to sing:
Who pulled a ray of light from the night?
Disturbing that dormant heart
The bright moon hangs high, a gentle breeze blows, and stars pierce through.
Listen to the lament of a beautiful woman
Following the dust of the mortal world, turning into a fading light.
Grass grows and orioles fly, long life falls.
Love is in twos and threes, but thoughts are always frequent.
"Drifting with the passing years"
Her singing voice is like a fine, aged wine, intoxicating the listener. Every word seems to come alive, leaping from her lips and echoing through the air.
Her body swayed gently to the music, as if she were one with the melody. When she sang "Listen to the lament, beauty," she frowned slightly, a faint sadness in her eyes, as if she were telling an ancient and poignant love story.
The audience fell silent, listening intently to the beautiful singing.
Some audience members closed their eyes slightly, immersing themselves in the world of music, their faces showing a look of intoxication; others stared intently at Cen Shen on stage, their eyes filled with admiration and appreciation; still others swayed gently to the rhythm of the music, completely immersed in the wonderful atmosphere.
Flowers bloom and fade, the sun rises and sets.
True feelings are like smoke and waves
People only know loneliness
Who cares about cause and effect?
Tides rise and fall, the moon waxes and wanes.
See through, don't talk through
Too flimsy, to whom can I speak?
Cen Shen's singing grew more passionate and his emotions more intense. A slight blush rose on his face, and the strands of hair on his forehead swayed gently with his movements.
When she reached the climax of the song, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes revealing a sense of open-mindedness and detachment from life, as if she had seen through the world's prosperity and vicissitudes.
The operatic singing style returned, its unique charm instantly captivating the audience. The operatic singing in the previous "Spring Never Ends: Patriotic Version" was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in the hearts of young people.
Since then, drama has attracted more and more attention from young people, and many people have even begun to actively learn about drama. The ancient art of drama seems to have been revitalized in the new era.
The operatic singing in today's song "Falling" is even more melodious and plaintive, like a lament.
Cen Shen's eyes became even more profound, as if they contained endless stories.
Her posture was as upright as a pine tree, her gestures were light and graceful, and every movement was perfectly coordinated with her singing, showcasing the charm of opera singing to the fullest.
"Having left the mortal world behind, I've faded into the twilight."
Grass grows and orioles fly, long life falls.
Love is in twos and threes, but thoughts are always frequent.
"Drifting with the passing years"
As the song played, countless images flashed through Cen Shen's mind: beneath ancient city walls, peach blossoms fluttered, lovers bid each other a reluctant farewell; amidst the desolate smoke of the desert, the poet gazed towards his hometown, his longing turning to sorrow; in the bustling city, people were busy, yet each was lonely...
These images intertwined, making her singing even more captivating. It was as if she wasn't singing on a stage, but rather sharing her life experiences and engaging in a heartfelt dialogue with the audience.
The audience below the stage was completely captivated by Cen Shen's singing. Some had tears of emotion glistening in their eyes, while others couldn't help but hum along.
The atmosphere at the event was warm and enthusiastic, filled with love and respect for music and traditional culture.
Luo Li stood on one side of the stage, looking at the audience below who were completely absorbed in the performance, and felt gratified.
She knew that the event was a success, not only allowing fans to experience the charm of music, but also making a small contribution to the inheritance and development of traditional culture.
She believes that in the future, more people will pay attention to traditional culture, allowing those ancient and precious art forms to shine even more brilliantly in modern society.
As the music faded, Cen Shen's voice still lingered in the ears of the audience.
She slowly bowed to the audience to express her gratitude, and thunderous applause and cheers immediately erupted from below.
The applause and cheers were not only praise for Cen Shen's wonderful performance, but also a tribute to and expectation of traditional culture, hoping that it can continue to write a new glorious chapter in the new era.
PS: Original singer of "Falling": Tang Bohu; Lyricist: Xiao Ran; Composer: Xiao Ran