House Dad’s Literary Life

Yang Yi pulled the guitar bag and took out Lin Mu’an’s guitar. He didn’t agree with Lin Mu’an, but Lin Mu’an sat next to him and didn’t say anything.

This guitar is not bad, Yang Yi dialed the string and the sound quality is still very good. Of course, compared with Grandfather Hu Songnan’s left to Yang Yi’s, it is still much worse, but for Lin Mu’an, it should be the most expensive thing in him?

“Big Brother Yang, are you going to sing?” Guo Ziyi said with great enthusiasm.

“Well, I suddenly remembered a Cantonese song and sang it to you!” Yang Yi smiled and he began to play the prelude. In the closed compartment, the sound is exceptionally clear and bright, despite the gentle play.

Cantonese song? Lin Mu’an looked at Yang Yi in amazement. He thought that Yang Yi said that the ideal and the bread conflict were to persuade him to face the reality and give up the insistence on the Cantonese song.

The prelude is very slow, and it doesn’t make you feel so amazing.

“Today, I watched the snow drifting in the cold night…” Yang Yi opened his mouth and Lin Mu’an was shocked. This Cantonese accent is no worse than his native Guandong!

Is the boss a Guandong person?

Can’t see it!

“With the cooled heart, the heart is drifting far away, the wind and rain are catching up, the fog can’t distinguish the shadow… The sky is wide and you and I can change…”

Yang Yi’s sounds a bit vicissitudes, but it is not turbid, but it gives people a feeling of translucent feeling, very nice to hear, better than Lin Mu’an himself, Lin Mu’an is a little embarrassed.

However, compared to Yang Yi’s voice, Lin Mu’an is more concerned about the meaning of the lyrics.

He should have never heard of this song, and he has no impression in his memory.

However, when 3-Apr sang, Lin Mu’an touched a lot. Although he drove the car carefully and carefully, he had already vaguely felt that the song the boss sang was singing his current situation.

No?

Although there was no snow tonight, the cold night wind was like a rain on his face, and it was frozen in his heart. If it wasn’t for Yang Yi, his heart might really cool down!

“How many times to meet the cold eyes and ridicule, never give up the ideals of the heart, the feeling of being lost in a moment, unconsciously has faded into love…”

Yang Yi slowly sang, and the undulating melody was like a twisting snake, gradually entwining the heart of Lin Mu’an, and the helplessness reflected in the lyrics made feel as if it had happened. Lin Mu’an to oneself has some suffocation.

Singing in the bar, he sang the Cantonese song, although it was because of the boss’s request, but cold eyes and ridicule, still less?

Indeed, he never gave up, but how many times, he also had doubts about himself, and if he lost something…

“Forgive me for indulging my love for freedom in my life, and I am afraid that I will fall one day…”

Lin Mu’an stared at the road tightly. Although the vehicle on the way back to the university town gradually became rare, he also had to drive carefully and could not be affected by the ripples in his heart.

“Still freely, I will always sing my songs for thousands of miles. Forgive me for not forgetting the freedom of love in my life… I will be afraid that I will fall one day…oh~no… Whoever can turn away the ideal, who will be afraid of one day Only you share me…”

This lyric is really written in the heart of Lin Mu’an. He can only bite his lower lip and endure the tears that almost rolled out of his eyes.

I really want to, as I sing in the song, I always sing his favorite Cantonese song and keep going…

No, you can’t forget your dreams, even if you fall 10,000 times.

Lin Mu’an feels that his blood has been ignited by this song!

Also ignited with blood, and Guo Ziyi, he can understand Cantonese, but also a dream-like year of sorrow, how can it not be the same? However, he suffered a lot less setbacks than Lin Mu’an, and the level of excitement was not that serious.

“What does the song that Big Brother Yang sing? It sounds nice to hear!” The only one who couldn’t understand Ding Xiang was that she couldn’t help but whispered with Guo Ziyi, her voice was very low. I am also worried about disturbing Yang Yi.

“Must to hear, I guess it’s a new song written by Big Brother Yang. It’s about ideals and persistence. I don’t know if it’s impromptu. This lyric is too much in line with this Lin Mu’an situation!” Guo Ziyi couldn’t help but sigh for Yang Yi. “Big Brother Yang is still Big Brother Yang. Rock songs can be written and written so well! I told you that Lin Mu’an just sneaked a tear.”

“So powerful?” Ding Xiang is not aware of it.

In fact, Guo Ziyi is still not accurate. The reason why this song is touching people is not because its theme is ideal and persistence, but the struggle in the lyrics!

It’s like “forgive me for indulging my love for freedom in my life, and I’m afraid that I will fall one day.” The last sentence is still firm and unrestrained, showing a positive and courageous move, but the next sentence is a sharp turn, as if When it comes to reality, fear is full of heart.

The lyrics are too real, perfectly portraying Lin Mu’an’s self-encouragement and self-denial repetition.

This is the place that makes Lin Mu’an the most…

“Still free self…Singing my songs forever…Walking thousands of miles…” In Yang Yi’s past life, this lyric was hailed as a shout in hell.

Why is it in hell?

Because a Hong Kong musician was deprived of his creative freedom, his or her arrangement was modified beyond recognition, and in the long-term pressure and screams of his own doubts, he shouted himself in the most desperate time. Longing for freedom!

How is this similar to Lin Mu’an’s situation at the moment? Lin Mu’an also did not want to change his insistence on the Cantonese song for the commercial interests pursued by the record company, but he was also oppressed by material and reality. In the confusion, he needed a force to make his voice come out.

Perhaps this will allow him to be more determined about his musical path…

“Whoever abandoned the ideal can be anyone, but I am afraid that only one day you will share me…” Yang Yi sang the song without any snoring, but the fingers stopped on the strings and allowed the cabin to calm down.

Guo Ziyi didn’t say anything, he knew that Lin Mu’an now needs time to think for himself.

For a long time, the car slowly entered the university town and was closer to Jiangcheng Media University.

“Boss, I am sending you back to the coffee shop?” Lin Mu’an asked softly.

Yang Yi raised her eyes and looked at him and asked, “Where do you live?”

“Nothing, nothing, it’s actually in the teacher’s apartment of Jiangcheng Media. My girlfriend has a dormitory. It’s not too far away. After I have sent you there, I will go back.” Lin Mu’an said quickly.

In fact, I am embarrassed to say that such a big man, still live with his girlfriend.

“That goes to the teacher’s apartment. My sister also lives there. By the way, I will pick up my daughter.” Yang Yi smiled.

“That’s alright.” Lin Mu’an nodded.

The car was quiet again.

“Lin Mu’an, what are your plans for the future?” Guo Ziyi couldn’t help but ask.

“Well… I haven’t thought about it yet… I should go to a bar to sing first, then go to some competitions as you said…” Lin Mu’an still wants to stick to it.

“It’s better to come to my coffee shop! Anyway, go to the bar and sing. Come to my coffee shop and sing. After that, the piano in the store will be yours. But you can’t just sing the Cantonese song!” Yang Yi said suddenly.

Supporting and promoting the Cantonese song is a good idea. But only singing the Cantonese song, this is a problem, I have to change.

“Ah? Boss, isn’t there a lack of a piano teacher in your store?” Lin Mu’an asked in surprise and joy.

“Oh, there was no shortage in the past, now, it is missing.” Yang Yi smiled slightly.