Is there a folk song that makes you feel that the world is worth nostalgia?

I can also be a wandering poet sung by a good sister, lingering in my footsteps. In such wonderful music, 16-year-old lyricists can only play their own music in heaven.

This lyric was written by Wang Yueyang, a boy of 16 years old. He was crazy about music when he was young, but unfortunately he died of leukemia. His parents found a soldier teacher, hoping that he would match the lyrics left by his children with music and leave an album called Amitabha. This is one of the songs, for the good sister band. The faint guitar sound plays his attachment to the world and gives up.

"Big city, small person", the author found a home and his own habitat in the crowded world. But I hope to "walk slowly in a small time" and spend more time in "Stop for a minute" in this world of mortals, like a poet, "traveling south and singing". Time has taken away the author's life, and he can't wander any more. Only the notes in the song can continue his bard dream.

The short glorious years are not as good as appreciation, but they have already passed away. Perhaps it is unworthy to let his notes drift silently like duckweed. He plays saxophone, blending with the sound of human guitar, high-pitched, low-pitched, clean, like a clear soul dancing in the beat.

A song, a relationship, only that the best food in the world is Qing Huan. The noisy world may not be worth his nostalgia, but he still looks forward to becoming a bard, walking in the southern world and looking for the destination he yearns for.

Only one song is recommended, Jun Zi's beginning of autumn.

Short and pithy-Gao composes and writes lyrics for her. The lyrics of this folk song are so beautiful that you feel taller than handsome in another dimension. .

One day, I overheard this song of hers and I was fascinated by it. After searching, I found that Jun Zi committed suicide at the age of 23. She must have been trapped by love. Later, after listening to it, I thought it was a sad fairy tale, just like Jun Zi himself. Maybe you have heard the cover of Zhou Ziyan and Yisa, but I don't think they can sing the original charm of this song.

Autumn has begun.

Lyrics: Gao

Singing: Jun Zi

Album: vernal equinox, late autumn, early winter and solstice

You sit in a chair and look at the light outside the window.

You reach out and touch it.

Hope written on paper

You said that bloom flowers fall like a window.

But windows open and close like love.

You are holding a flower, waiting for someone to take you wandering.

You want to sleep in the distance

Like a beautiful fairy tale.

Close the book and float, but the dream stays.

We are like a pair of oars when we are together.

There must be wind.

Have some dreams.

Some stay in my heart.

So sometimes it's crazy.

Sometimes it's confusing

Sometimes singing.

Loulan girl

There are several versions of Loulan Girl. The lyrics are different.

My favorite is this song by Wang Shunyao.

I like the tone. I really want to listen to this song of Crescent Moon Spring.

Then make up Miss Loulan [covering her face] [covering her face] [covering her face]

Lyrics:

Northwest sky, can't tell whether it is dusk or yellow sand.

Thousands of years of darkness, can not tell whether it is a deep sleep or reincarnation.

You can't forget your vows when you open your eyes.

Because of his words.

You waited for thousands of years for the sandstorm.

You dry your tears.

Looking at the home that has already disappeared.

His face before the war.

Just around the corner.

Miss Loulan, look up at the starlight.

Mingsha Mountain can't sing into your desolation.

Miss Loulan, a thousand years of sorrow.

The water in the crescent spring, your tears.

You close your eyes, I don't know how many years you have to wait.

Miss Loulan, look up at the stars,

Mingsha Mountain can't understand your desolation.

Miss Loulan, a thousand years of sorrow.

The water in the crescent spring, your tears.

Miss Loulan, the wind and sand have blurred your eyes.

You can't blur what he looks like in your heart.

Miss Loulan, time makes your face haggard.

You can't shake your confidence in him.

Thank you for letting me know how long love is.

I have read a very classic quotation:

There are three kinds of folk songs, ideal, love and distance.

There are three listeners, lonely, mediocre and down and out.

Between the ideal and the reality, I am free and emotional, interpreting my own story in the street and singing the voices of passers-by. Guitar, beer, cigarettes, wandering, tasting loneliness in the gap between ideal and reality, seeing your mediocrity in the perfect love you want, and stretching your lonely back under the last touch of the distant sunset.

As I was in the early 1980s, I have the impression of "you at the same table" recalled from my youth as a student. Campus folk songs, frolicking, playing, carefree times, school holidays, school holidays, playing wildly in the mountains and skipping classes are too superficial. A song, with its melody, travels through time and space, returns to childhood, evokes happy memories and returns to eternal youth.

When I was a child, I also learned "Grandma's Penghu Bay", sunshine, beach, waves, cactus and an old captain. When I was a child, I longed for the sea countless times and wanted to see the world in the song, which made me yearn for a world I didn't know at all. I only knew Haiyan's persistence before, but I didn't expect the bay to be so romantic. Many years later, this great dream came true. When I first saw the sea, I was suddenly enlightened, and my mind was infinitely enlarged, as if I could put the whole sea in. At that time, I was thinking that the children in the mountains are simple, and the children in the sea must be broad-minded.

What is worthwhile in the world is not just some past events, but some simple dreams, some setbacks and some experiences, which constitute the story of our lives. At least we have never been mediocre in experience and setbacks. We have also realized our little dreams when we were young, and we can recall some stories about ourselves when we are old. A Chen Hongyu's "Song of Growth" ends;

Growing up is an adventure

The brave go first.

The price is to miss the scenery.

Can't turn back

Growth is a game.

Brave people start first.

Whether sad or happy.

Can't turn back

Hangge

Whispering and singing in the season when the grass grows and the warblers fly

There are crowds everywhere, and you will be lonely.

how

In a dimly lit place, you will feel lonely.

Once upon a time, I was frivolous and bypassed time.

Growing up is an adventure

The brave go first.

The price is to miss the scenery.

Can't turn back

Growth is a game.

Brave people start first.

Whether sad or happy.

Can't turn back

Hangge

Who sings while walking and looks back?

Those bitterness must be tasted forever.

How can I stop laughing and crying when I grow up?

Once upon a time, I was frivolous and bypassed time.

Let's share and accompany each other.

Let's face the loneliness at this moment in life together.

Chengdu

There are fireworks and a little romance.

A simple city, a warm person, walking hand in hand slowly through the pub, the breeze Xu Lai, weeping willows.

It is worthwhile to reduce your desire anywhere in the world.

a song

When I was listening to "Chrysanthemum Terrace", I remembered that my friend said that my singing voice was beautiful. She is a bosom friend among friends.

Sometimes I think of a person or a past event because of a song.

When I was listening to blue and white porcelain, I was intoxicated by the Miri, Malaysia of songs and porcelain. I'm looking forward to going to Jingdezhen to find a blue and white porcelain I like.

When I listen to "fruits of summer", I often think of the years of new training.

Think of the platoon leader at that time, and Lao Kang, who always plays Xia Guo repeatedly in the next row; Think of the playground where we used to train at that time, and think of the insurmountable mountain when we were in charge of training. Even dogs on the training ground. In a word, everything is so fresh in my memory. Is it because we were young at that time, or because there is no such heroism in the future, so we remember it so deeply?

People always live in memory unconsciously. Constantly regret those irreparable regrets, and constantly recall those lost beauty. Those people or things left us favorite songs. When we listen to these songs later, we often feel sad because we think of those past events.

I often can't control my thoughts. I have told myself that the sunshine on the roof of the world has cleared the haze in my heart. Why is there still some sadness at this moment?

To tomorrow, and to the past.

Support my body, heavy shoulders.

Although I never believe that the so-called mountain is high, life is too short to forget.

-Mao is not easy to "eliminate sorrow"

If the difficulty of Mao's participation in the first two songs of Sons of Tomorrow makes me think he is a geek, then I think I was wrong to hear this song. He is a genius geek.

When listening to this folk song, I always feel that Mao is not easy. As the name "not easy" says, he has experienced many difficult things. I believe that when Mao is not easy to sing this song on the stage, those past scenes will be played back in front of his eyes every once in a while. That's why this song is so affectionate and painful.

So much tomorrow, the past is not enough. Keep moving forward and respect each other.

When I heard the beginning of this song, I was deeply moved.

Hello, I'm a music lover, Musiclive, and I'm glad to answer your question!

Do you ask if there is a nostalgic folk song? In my opinion, what makes me nostalgic most is Chen Hongyu's Thirty Days of Ideal.

Ideal 30 is a folk song sung by Chen Hongyu, written by Tang Yingfeng, composed by Chen Hongyu and sung by Chen Hongyu. 20 12 was released in March, and then included in the solo album "Poetry Radio under Smoke".

Ideal 30, a very literary title, felt that I almost missed my life at that time.

Later, I also knew that even if I didn't hear this song, I wouldn't miss my life. After listening to this song, I still can't live my life.

My mind really just stays on the sound, and I can't find any stories. Chen Hongyu didn't tell me a story, and neither did Tang Yingfeng. I'd rather believe that Chen Hongyu composed and sang this song as part of the song, while Tang Yingfeng finished the other part. It is ourselves who really tell stories and listen to them.

Some people say that they don't want to make Chen Hongyu angry. They are "selfish" and only infatuated with his songs. But what does this have to do with me? All I did was bury the ideal thirty at the bottom of the song list. I don't think I will add such stories. I don't want those stories at all. My ideal is thirty years old, and now I'm only halfway there. My ideal is still pale and powerless.

My only ideal, or hope, for this song is that the bad stereo in front of the commander's desk makes a little noise for it. It takes about 30 days, and after more than a dozen spring and autumn periods, the sun sets.

Thank you for reading. I hope my answer is helpful to you. Thank you!

Once you

-Xu Wei.

He comes from Xi 'an, an ancient city. He is a weathervane of China's rock cry and a simple literati singer.

Xu Wei's 2006 "Once You" double CD album.

Most of the time, I am alone.

Don't want to be alone or alone

Singers and poets like you-Xu Wei.

Xú Zhēng, a literati singer who debuted almost at the same time as Cui Jian, is very popular in the Mainland, but she is not a hollow reputation.

There is always a place for him among the "hard-base" singers.

Xu Wei's music, like Tayu Lo in Yao Qian, is more philosophical.

If I have an idea, forget it. I'm his friend,

Then, he must be my friend's paradise.

If you like Mayday's emotional creation, you will also like this song Xu Wei by/ Huang Zijiao.

If you've ever been passionately in love, you'll also like Yang, the host of Xu Wei.

First of all, I think every folk work should be respected. Because we only see its presentation, but we can't see its creative process. Folk songs, in particular, are all inspired by life, and are beautifully shaped by the author, with extremely rich content. Because they are endowed with many national colors, they can better reflect strong national temperament and cultural elements.

If nostalgia for the world is regarded as a life attitude, then I think folk songs can be better expressed as poems and distant parts.

So every folk song that can be sung by people, I personally think, will make me feel that the world is worth nostalgia. Although life is often bloody, after all, life is too beautiful to live up to.

Reading the history of 5,000 years in ancient times, there was the Book of Songs in ancient times, but now there is "all this is not as bad as imagined". Every capital brings us not only a shock of hearing, but also a baptism of mind.