Chapter 1399: 1399： Qingming Rain

All the hosts exited the stage, and the lights became flickering and dimming.

On the stage, there is nothing else but a piano and Jiang Siming sitting in front of the piano.

There was a quiet needle drop and everyone was looking forward to Jiang Siming's new song.

Wang Han was in the audience and the deputy director who came to watch with a smile. They seemed to have seen this episode of "Everyday Upward" with a burst of ratings.

Jiang Siming didn't sing a song when he was in Kuaiben.

In addition to the previous "Singer", if you want to listen to Jiang Siming sing, especially new songs, you can only sing in his live studio...

The quiet scene was interrupted by Jiang Siming's piano.

The sad sound of the piano was uploaded from the stage, and instantly washed away the otherwise lively atmosphere.

An inexplicable sadness lingers in everyone's heart.

Listening and expressing emotions, only truly powerful singers have this ability.

All you need is a prelude, a note, and you can bring your emotions in.

Composing skills and piano skills are indispensable.

The eloquent notes are like bitter wine infiltrating the soul, making people breathe a little depressed.

Before the song spoke, it had completely set the tone.

"The first day dawns through the window, the sun is shining on the West Bridge, and the clouds are shaking

I miss the corners of your clothes when the lotus wind swayed

Gilt woodcarving, ripples over time

Sealed pen seven years ago

Because I will only do it for you in this life..."

The previous melody was repeatedly echoed, and the raised thoughts seemed to have found an outlet, and they all vented all at once.

It also seemed to indicate that the story was sung, and the tray came out.

Only in this first paragraph, everyone feels the familiar Huaxia style.

The degree of meticulous crafting of the lyrics is like a piece of beautiful jade, which makes people can't help but interline with the words after listening, and the aftertaste is sweet.

First dawn, and breaking dawn, both mean that dawn has arrived.

The windows were illuminated by the morning light, and the bridge to the west was illuminated by the sun, only clouds swayed alone in the sky.

This whole sentence was reduced to just eleven words by Jiang Siming.

From this first sentence, you can feel how powerful the lyrics are.

If anyone can have such writing skills during school, even if you get zero scores in other courses, your Chinese teachers will spare no effort to take care of you.

And a poignant story is automatically generated in everyone's mind.

On this sunny morning, on a special day, I remembered a girl who was gone seven years ago.

This girl must be the most loved person in the protagonist's heart, otherwise how could she seal the pen?

"The rain wets my eyes

Leaning on the well every year

I'm most afraid of not knowing that the tears have been split two lines..."

I shed tears in mourning for a loved one, but I have to say that it was wet by rain.

Unwilling to vent the emotion that is holding back.

Despite this, he still leaned against the well at the entrance of the village every year, hoping that his beloved would return.

Everyone remembered that in a few days, it would be Ching Ming Festival.

The atmosphere of the festival was shrouded in advance, and it made all the audience listen to their hearts tightly, as if they were suddenly scratched to the softest part of their hearts.

For an instant, there was an urge to shed tears.

The ten fingers that Jiang Siming played suddenly accelerated, and the rhythm of the song rose to an emotional peak!

"I'm wandering in the world, I can't find your heaven

I can’t forget it

On Qingming rain again, Zheju will be mailed to you

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Sing your favorite song gently..."

If everyone can control their emotions in the prelude, then many older audience members have already shed tears.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, misfortunes and blessings every day, there is always a person, or a loved one, or someone you love, has passed away.

Why is there Ching Ming Festival? Isn't it just for everyone to pin their grief.

In particular, the audience whose loved ones have left has already burst into tears.

After you are gone, the world is not good without you.

Leaving me without a destination, wandering in this world, I will never find your voice and appearance again.

Maybe only the day of Ching Ming Festival is the only time to connect the world and heaven.

So at this time of year, no matter how far away you are, I will come back to your grave to visit you and sing your favorite songs.

"There is a piano in the distance.

Tell me about my heart

Moon shadows, heavy fireworks, red candles

The old dreams of the red dust, the dreams are all empty..."

Gifted and beautiful, handsome and beautiful, red candle swaying.

Between the branches of the moon, the two were on the shore of the stove, chopping firewood, washing grain, and cooking.

What a happy time this is.

However, all these are just old dreams of the mortal world, which have passed away.

All that is left is endless thoughts and grief.

The people who listen to the cry are not only the audience, but also Wang Han, the program director and the deputy director.

This song is not only a sad story, but also a resonant memory of many people.

It was not until the end of the piano that everyone realized that the song was finished.

Jiang Siming left the piano, and the hosts returned to the stage.

The lights resumed again.

"Aming, what's the name of this song?" Wang Han couldn't wait to ask as soon as he took the stage.

Jiang Siming replied: ""The Ching Ming Yu Shang""

"Good name, very appropriate. When I heard such a song when the Ching Ming Festival is approaching, I think you will deceive the tears of countless listeners when this program is broadcast."

Wang Han sighed, but soon he remembered something and asked curiously:

"By the way, I just listened to this song. There is a section called "East Bottle and West Mirror". What does this lyrics mean?"

Jiang Siming explained with a smile: "This is actually an Anhui custom. The Huizhou architecture always sits north and south, the table faces east and west, vases on the east, mirrors on the west, and a bell in the middle."

"The implication is that (the bell) will live (sound) and (bottle) will be quiet (mirror). I hope that the dead can rest forever in heaven."

Suddenly, everyone, including Wang Han, shouted for knowledge.

After singing the song, it's time for the show to end.

With Wang Han's proficient curtain call, this issue of "Everyday Upward" ended successfully.

After Jiang Siming and Wang Han had dinner, they returned to Shanghai with Liang Tian that night.

The program will soon be broadcast nationwide on the day before Qingming Festival, which is still a prime time.

Because of the arrival of Jiang Siming in this issue, Mango TV’s ratings have crushed its peers, firmly occupying the top spot in ratings!

Jiang Siming's "Ching Ming Yu Shang" is even more popular on the Internet and major music platforms.

With the arrival of Ching Ming Festival, this song is simply a tear-gas divine comedy!

Jiang Siming also understands that all of his Gulu Weibo is asking him to release the recorded version.

He recorded it at the company a day earlier.

The recorded version of "Ching Ming Yu Shang" adds a lot of instruments, the sound quality is more pure, and the quality of this song has risen to several levels.

For a time, this song took the top spot on all music platforms with a thunderous momentum!

[Author's digression]: Third more~~

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