"Dad, introduce you to a singer who sings folk songs, Ding Ning.Listen to his flowers, it's a bit of your style. ”Receiving such a text message from his daughter early in the morning, Fu Zhou pulled his lips and smiled.It's Ding Ning again.This is the first time he has been mentioned this name recently, Zhan Ze, Xu Shan, Wen Heyang, and now even her daughter has begun to give him the person Amway.Ding Ning is really good, not necessarily.He had heard Ding Ning's most popular song Nanshannan.Then, he still thinks that the ballad is dead, at least in the country, dead thoroughly.He, the "godfather of folk songs", led the prosperity of folk songs and ended the prosperity of folk songs.This Ding Ning, who has been mentioned many times in recent days, in his opinion, like all folk singers today, will never look back on the road of self-cherishing self-esteem, and will never be able to reach his height.The south of the mountain is south, and the north is sad in autumn.There are grain piles in Nanshan.The south wind is murmuring, and the north is in the north.There are tombstones in the North Sea.Take two of the sentences, there are grain piles in Nanshan, which is his ballad, and there is a tombstone in Beihai, which is Ding Ning, which is also a current folk song.Everyone loves the grain pile, who the likes the tombstone Dynasty is gone, history has turned around, the prosperity of the past, struggling to the present, is just a piece of barren smoke and vines that can't be supported.Even if the song of Nanshan Nan has a certain merit, it is just a pile of bones.For the young people of Gudui, probably nowadays, they no longer understand what a folk song is.In their hearts, after walking through a few cities, a few girls, and a few sunrises and sunsets, they feel that they don't want to see through life.However, after many years, who will remember their pretentious moans, let's just say that there are a few people who know them now.Now the entire folk song industry is combined, can it be worth half of the popularity of his heyday, and how many of the folk songs in their mouths can be passed on, can be appreciated by both the elegant and the vulgar, can be suitable for all ages, are not afraid of clouds and clouds, and are afraid that Yang Huachou will kill people.Thinking of the current group of young people who are engaged in folk songs, Fu Zhou only sighed in his heart.Still, he searched the Internet for the flowers.It's not that he has any expectations for Ding Ning, but that he wants to have a common language with his own girl.However, as soon as the clear guitar intro came out, Fu Zhou found that it seemed to be a different ballad.This is not quite the same, in that mean, compared to the vast majority of folk songs today.In fact, to him, in terms of the prelude alone, this song is the ballad that he has been preaching all along.Even if it is sad, it is a plain sadness, not a dark cloud and a haze, and it is not a fierce pseudo-rock indictment."
That laughter reminds me of my flowers.""
In every corner of my life, quietly open for me.""
I thought I would always be by her side.""
Today, we have left, in the vast sea of people" lyrics are still the same crepe and sour, but compared with Nanshannan, it is much more plain and frank, and it is also much cleaner and brighter.After calming down and listening carefully, Fu Zhou felt that these flowers in this song were a bit of his previous taste, and it was very similar to his style in the middle period.At that time, as he grew older, his inspiration gradually dried up, and he gradually couldn't write simple, plain and meaningful folk songs, and began to go the wrong way behind closed doors.Obviously, when he opened his eyes and closed his eyes, he was as white as snow, and his heart was empty, but he desperately wanted to find flowers to prove that he could be popular for another ten years without Jiang Lang's talent.Although the album he released at that time played a farewell to the concept of youth, and was sought after by countless people, and its sales have so far ranked first in domestic history, and many classic tracks have been handed down, but he himself is not very satisfied with that album.Because the album is so ingenious and unnatural that listeners may not hear it, he himself is the creator of the very clear.In his opinion, those flowers are the same, more than ingenuity, feelings are greater than content, and in terms of resonance, I have to admit that this Ding Ning has a set of composition, and he uses a consistent and exquisite melody to dilute the traces of chiseling and carving on the lyrics, so that he, who now sneers at folk songs, actually hears some feelings.Even, after listening to it once, he actually felt that he was still unsatisfied.There has not been a folk song for many years, which can make him feel like this, Fu Zhou couldn't help but click the play button again.After the commendable prelude, Ding Ning sang the first lyrics in the computer, and Fu Zhou, who listened more attentively, suddenly felt that his whole body and mind were constricted, as if someone had choked his waist, and as if something had been taken out of his body, and his abdominal cavity contracted."
In every corner of my life, quietly open for me" Then his thoughts, like being dragged by a rushing train, crossed the distance of light years, and rewind rapidly.At first, it was a large blur, but after a moment of calming down, he saw the grass and the sun was shining, and he also saw the flowers and the sky was high and the clouds were light."
I thought I would always be by her side" He also saw the clumsiness and dazzle of his white clothes, and his desperate pursuit and running for that dazzle.At that time, he was still young, but he thought he was mature and felt that he could control the future, but in fact he was just extremely confident and naïve."
Today, we have left, in the vast sea of people" The collision of running and retrospective memories burst out with a silent sound of spirit and body, and suddenly felt a little blocked in his chest, Fu Zhou pressed the pause button.He was silent for a long time, thinking for a long time, and then let out a long breath.It's good to be young.Even if it is a strong sorrow for new words, it still has a unique color.Even if it is pretentious, it is full of youthful atmosphere, exuding a sour smell that is pungent and sour.There are not many people who come seriously, there are joys and sorrows in life, there are absurdities, there are down-to-earth, there are rash, and there are serious, youth is also a foolish seriousness of joy, anger and sorrow, he should be more tolerant of today's young people.Maybe they've turned a pop music into a home-style self-entertainment, but at least, they're making their voices heard.It is very important for the elders and young to be young, and it is really important.But if it's not people who are building classics, but the times that are building classics, if he puts his previous popular songs to the present, can he still have such an achievement, how many young people are willing to listen to dramas, and how many old people will love rock and roll, think about it carefully, he just followed the trend back then, just like the young people now are also following the trend.However, Ding Ning's flowers made him see a little breakthrough against the current.This song should have appeared in an earlier era, if it was put in his youth ending album, Fu Zhou felt that there might be another widely sung classic.But now, how many people are still willing to enjoy such a light ballad that is relatively less fancy and needs to be savored quietly, at least he is willing, because to him, these flowers are his "laughter".Oh, and his daughter was willing, too.However, it was not enough, he felt that it was necessary for more people to hear the song."
Some people's youth has ended, while some people's youth is still going on, those flowers, a long-lost song, are shared with you."
He said in a meager way
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