Hanqing Japanese Words

To my dear friends:

The hero is late, the long sword has not been sealed, and I can't use Wugou Shuangxue, who kills one person in ten steps, to save the country behind me and myself.

I used to think I was going to be a world-class guitarist, like Jimmy Page, like Randy Rhoads, like a lot of other guitar heroes.

I'm ashamed to admit that music is my dream.I sit here, staring at myself in the mirror, and all I see is a haggard monster consumed by drugs.The monster is chased by dreams, and cruel reality blocks his way.

Except for a cigarette, he can't hold a guitar anymore, and he can't play any music except for a needle.

I have no possessions, no talent, no money, no love.The guitar has become the only weapon I can rely on in my life. I thought I could walk through this barren world with it. I thought I could win glory and freedom by integrating with it.

I thought I could be free.

Rock and roll once made me feel free. He let me see the infinite possibilities of life and the world. He let me see the wantonness and colorfulness of life.

Like Robert Plant's blond curls, like his big dick in skinny jeans on stage.

Just like Jimmy Page's first double-handled guitar in ancient times, like the solo that he can play drunkenly and unscrupulously.

Now, they are all old, Robert's big dick is no longer firm, his face is so loose that he can't see the enchantment of his youth, and his voice can no longer resemble the high-pitched, tingling and numb soul of his youth. Jimmy is no longer as contented as he was drunk on the stage. His fingers are slow and his finger speed is messy, which makes the solo of the stairway to heaven, which we regard as a god, unable to keep up with the rhythm of the drums.

I watched my heroes age at a rate that I couldn't save, and sadly, I couldn't save them, nor could I succeed in the great history they made.

I clearly know that I am old, all my talents and frivolity have been exhausted, and all my creations cannot beat the greatness of my ancestors, so I can only indulge in it all the time.

Why are we not great anymore?Why can't the works that we have worked so hard to beat the works of the past?Why can't we be heroes anymore?

Maybe it's not just because the times are wrong, maybe our talents are ordinary, maybe we will eventually usher in aging and ordinaryness, just like those old heroes.

I can't accept myself like this, I can't stand a world without heroes, a world without music, a world without rock and roll.

Throughout my life, I have never obtained what I pursued, and what I looked up to has never bowed to me. The melodies in my mind are messy and intricate. Unfortunately, they are just smug weaklings, not the sounds of nature, but just a noise in the world .

And I have listened to all the colorful rock and roll in the world, heard the cry from the depths of the world, and I have experienced the most extreme freedom in life.

So my selfish request, please allow me to go one step ahead.

I can't sing anymore, I can't play anymore, my rockroll can't go on anymore.

So let time stand still in this moment, in the moment when rock and myself are going downhill, in the moment when I can write what is on my mind.

Guys, I'm sorry I shamed rock and roll, and I'm sorry I couldn't fight you to the end.

May the day I receive good news from you, may the day come to all my heroes, all my friends, may you all be at peace, and may your souls be free.

May someday... rock and roll never die.

May the day come... sooner rather than later.

Su Rida

The city fell into the darkness of night, and the night into a damp haze.Looking out from the high stage on the second floor of the bar, you will see the black sky without a single star, and thousands of feet below, there is a flashy net of interlaced light beams.

Cheng Han stood on the stage looking at the sharp gap between the sky and the land. The bar was silent, and the banner "To all the dead and old rock heroes in the world" was hung on the wall behind him.

"Uh...the next song is Dada's favorite song, "Stairway To Heaven". We dare to present this classic song to you in an imperfect way, but we will do our best," Shao Che said while standing in front of the microphone. The people below said.

"We tried our best to restore Led Zeppelin's performance of this song when it was at its peak. We didn't prepare enough, and I'm afraid it will ruin this classic. But I just want to let Dada, those rock youths who are in a confused period, know that Our talents may not be as amazing as our predecessors, we may not surprise the world with our voices, and we may not be heroes anymore.

But as long as we live, rock and roll will always be there.Pure rock singers like Dada will always appear, as long as we are alive, as long as there is a person who likes rock and roll in this world, rock and roll will not die.Maybe he'll grow old, but he won't die - rock and roll won't die! "

Stairwaytoheaven, Stairway to Heaven, the singer of this song, Robert, was regarded by the rock magazine as the greatest voice in the history of rock and roll. Top [-] list.

To sing such a classic song is stressful in itself, not to mention that Cheng Han doesn't know whether his poor English pronunciation has been improved and whether he can accurately express the meaning of the lyrics.

Apart from him, the rest of the band was also unsure if they were skilled enough to qualify.

But when Shao Che's piano sounded, when the lights went out and the eyes fell into darkness, and the banners behind them were blown by the wind, they seemed to feel the indescribable sadness, and seemed to have a relationship with the original performers across time. The same sad and painful state of mind.

There's lady who's sure all that glitter is gold

Andshe's buying astairway to heaven

When she gets there she knows if the stores are all closed

With a word she can get what she came for

Oohoohandshe'sbuying astairwaytoheaven

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure there's a sign on the wall but she wants to know

'Causeyouknowsometimeswordshavetwomeanings

In a tree by the brook there's a songbird whosings

Sometimes all of our thoughts are worth a second thought

Oohitmakesmewonder this makes me lost

Oohitmakesmewonder this makes me lost

There'safeeling I get when I look to the west a feeling arises spontaneously

And my spirit crying for leaving

Inmythoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees

And the voice of those who are standing looking

Oohitmakesmewonder this makes me lost

Oohitreallymakesmewonder this really confuses me

Andit's swhispered that soon word will be whispered fast

Ifweallcallthetune if we have a chance to tune

Then the piper will lead us to season

Anda new day will dawn for those who host and long

And the forest will echo with laughter

Ooh

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow don't be alarmed now

It's just spring cleaning for the May Queen

Yesthere are two paths you can goby there are two paths you can choose

Butinthelongrun however the long run says

There's still time to change the road you're on

Anditmakesmewonder this makes me confused

Ooh

Your head shumming and it two'tgo

Incase you don't know because you don't know

The pipers calling you to join him

Dear lady can you hear the windblow

Anddidyouknow do you know

Yourstairwayliesonthewhisperingwindyourstairwayliesonthewhisperingwind

Ooh...

Some songs will be unforgettable once you listen to them, some songs will make you feel lost when you open your mouth, and some songs you can’t understand the words. You can only understand the deep meaning that cannot be expressed in words.And this song isn't just decadent, it's shocking.It shocked all listeners, shocked by its nightmarishly gorgeous and dark melody, shocked by its painful anger, and shocked by the singer's heartfelt roar.

Every time Cheng Han sang a word, the depression in his heart became more intense. Every time Shao Che played the piano sound, the depression became more piercing with the piano sound, and finally turned into torment.

I have nothing but a guitar.This is Su Rida's most sincere confession on his deathbed.Now apart from singing, Cheng Han also feels that he has nothing. All the meaning of existence in his life is integrated in his singing.

He seems to see love, family affection, friendship, all the people who pass by his life, all those who accompany him, are step by step towards the rotten abyss and quagmire.It seems that the whole world is overturned in the net woven by those illusory light beams, climbing up is the endless blue sky, and he is struggling to drag the crowd addicted to extravagance to go up, step by step on the ladder leading to heaven, at In front of you, the end is in front of you.

At this time, he looked back, only to see a group of ragged skeletons, with empty eyes and ugly bloody mouths, rushing obsessively to the bald mountain piled up with gold, one by one, they poured gold and silver treasures to fill the gap. stuffed their mouths, and the gold went in and flowed out of their hungry bellies.Everything is nothingness, the world is just ruins in a golden facade.

And he can do nothing but shout, he has no attachment to this world except anger, he is overwhelmed by sorrow, and the blue sky is full of gunpowder smoke and corpses.

Andaswewindondowntheroad as we wind down the road

Our shadowstaller than our soul

Therewalksaladyweallknow a girl we know walks

WhoshineswhitelightandwanttoshowWhoshineswhitelightandwanttoshow

HowevrythingstillturnstogoldHow to turn everything in the world into gold

Andifyoulistenveryhard if you listen carefully

The tune will come to you at last

When all are one and one is all

Tobe a rock and not to roll you'll be a rock and not to roll

Andshe's buying astairway to heaven

Music is the most awesome invention in the world, because music can accurately reflect a person's emotions and heart, but language can't do it, language can lie, and words can be fake.Therefore, writers are also great. They can always see the weakness and falsehood of human nature, analyze and interpret seriously, but even if they fabricate a touching lie, sometimes after reading a thick book, it is not as good as a short 5-minute song songs hit the atrium more.

But even if this story is a fabricated lie, it is still a story after all, one flower and one world, let alone a story.

Let's go back to that world:

Dada's first seven ceremonies ended in his favorite song during his lifetime, and all the people who built this ceremony also parted ways and returned to their own lives.

Cheng Han and Guan Qing's home was filled with the smell of rice porridge. After they started their hair raising, there was no meat on their table for a long time. They both lost a little weight after being a vegetarian for a week.

Cheng Han stood on the balcony and smoked a cigarette in loneliness. The warm light in the bedroom could not shine into the balcony. Looking from Guan Qing's angle, he could only see the back of a decadent and frustrated figure.

He stepped forward and hugged him from behind, Cheng Han held his hand,

"Qinger,"

"Ok?"

Cheng Han looked at the dark night sky and said, "Let's live a good life in the future, but don't quarrel, it's a waste of time."

Guan Qing leaned on his shoulder and smiled lightly: "I won't quarrel with you, just don't quarrel with me."

"Can you stop pouring dirty water on me all the time? Think about it carefully, since we've known each other, which time did I take the initiative to quarrel with you? Feel your conscience."

"Yes," Guan Qing put his hand on the heart of Cheng Han's chest: "I feel my conscience and say that I am cruel, ruthless, and unreasonable. You are the most tolerant and good person in the world, and I can be with you , I really envy myself."

The long-lost ridicule made both of them heave a sigh of relief, Cheng Han relaxed himself and leaned back, and the two stood supporting each other for a while.

"How is your factory?" Cheng Han thought suddenly.

"Don't mention it. When it comes to this matter, I have to discuss it with you."

Guan Qing pulled him back to the living room, looked at him sadly for a while, and asked hesitantly, "Can you lend me some money?"

Cheng Han was amused by his anxious expression. He stood up and walked into the bedroom, flipped through a passbook and put it in front of Guan Qing.

"All my money is here, including the 6 yuan left by the old man. Here is a total of [-] yuan in fixed deposits." After finishing speaking, he looked at him mockingly and said, "You really know how to pick a time, I just went on tour After saving this little money, you have to contribute it. Is [-] enough? How miserable are you guys?"

Guan Qing opened the passbook and took a look. One was deposited in April of the next year, and the other was deposited on the sixth of this month, 6 yuan, no more than no less.Counting his own [-], it just made up [-].

"It's so miserable that you don't dare to think about it," he shook his head and said with emotion: "The inventory in that warehouse is all our belongings. If it was burned, it would be burned. Chen Ke still has more than 30 yuan in his hand to turn around. As a result, the first half of the year What kind of wealth management fund did he invest in? Unfortunately, that wealth management company is now seized by the industry and commerce. "

Cheng Han was very puzzled: "You Chen Ke is a local after all, and you can be considered a section chief. You can always borrow a little from someone, right?"

"Who is willing to borrow money these days?" Guan Qing curled his lips disdainfully: "His own sister is not willing to lend it to him. A few friends put together our share, and we can barely make up more than 40 yuan. Besides, I said The premise that he can turn around is that he has 30 in his hand, and now he does not rely on borrowing for a single penny, the payment for goods is 50, and the loan is more than 40, which is light and light, and the debt of 100 million will fall on his head."

"What about the house? Can't you buy a house?"

Guan Qing shook his head: "His three houses are all mortgaged by the loan and cannot be sold. His BMW Series [-] has been confiscated by the bank today. There is really no other way."

Cheng Han felt that he couldn't help, so he could only comfort him: "There is no unparalleled road, so let's find a way. You take this money, and you don't have to worry about it at home."

Guan Qing felt that his thinking was too simple, and looked at him with his elbows resting on the table: "Do you know how much our family spends a month?"

Cheng Han was taken aback by his question, turned his eyes and asked, "Three thousand?"

"Three thousand?" Guan Qing laughed angrily at his innocence, "Let me do the math with you, our rent is 50 yuan a month, plus water and electricity is at least [-] yuan a month. The daily food cost is [-] yuan Within the money, plus gas fees, daily expenses, and your cigarette money, at least [-] a month."

Cheng Han shrugged and said indifferently: "My monthly salary is tens of thousands of yuan, five thousand is nothing."

"Oh, then our annual personal insurance costs more than 1 yuan, car insurance costs more than 3000 yuan, social security, messy and other contributions. Do you think your salary is enough?"

"Should..." Cheng Han said uncertainly, "Is it enough?"

"Okay, I'll take it as enough for you," Guan Qing tilted his head and looked at his expression, "But I'm sure I won't get a penny of salary before the end of this year, my lord, are you ready to take care of me? "

"Oh~" Cheng Han turned his tone, looked at him and nodded suddenly, "So that's what you meant. It's okay to take care of you, but this condition is..." There was a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were also bad The bad ones raised their eyebrows in an extremely unscrupulous way.

"What's the matter with the conditions?" Guan Qing lowered his eyes and asked with a smile.

"It depends on whether you can take good care of me. If I am satisfied, I will give you a few more silver." Cheng Han shook his head and coaxed: "If you can't satisfy me, then your living standard is not good enough. You know."

Guan Qing propped himself up on the table and crawled over, knelt down beside his legs and looked up at him,

"Then, how do you want me to serve you?"

Cheng Han hooked his chin teasingly, as if he was teasing a puppy, "It's been a long time since I experienced your mouth job, let me lick it for you first, and when I get more temperamental, you can go to bed, be good Stick up your butt, and I will reward you well."

Guan Qing licked his lips, put his hands on the waist of his trousers, and while staring at him, he yanked off his trousers, "Then you see, enjoy it..."

It's too simple to serve Cheng Han. Except for the occasional sore waist and weak legs, the rest is not a problem. Not only is it not a problem, the process is also full of fun.

But the living standards of the two have dropped significantly. Guan Qing is so busy every day that he can't take care of the family at all. Maybe it's because the two get along, which makes him more and more casual towards Cheng Han, always leaving him outside hungry. deal with.

Cheng Han is not the same as before, Dada's death and suicide note have stabbed their painful feet to some extent.Shao Che racked his brains every day to create a famous song in the history of rock and roll, and wrote a song every three days. As long as the inspiration came up, he would pick up his group of people to rehearse, no matter day or night.

And in this busy and ordinary life, there will be a few interesting episodes from time to time.

That day Cheng Han finished his second round of singing in the bar and was called to the booth by Rao Ye. She and Miao Miao stared at him with four piercing eyes and suggested to him seriously:

"Cheng Han, please donate your sperm to us, we want a child."

The author has something to say: Well, it's almost over.

The next story has already been planned, but I am stuck on the name. I especially like the name Guan Qing.How about calling Cheng Han and Guan Qing in the next book?From now on, all the books will be called Cheng Han and Guan Qing, so that you will know that I wrote them as soon as you see this name.

Hey, just kidding.

Stairwaytoheaven, everything written about this song is true.

It is indeed a classic representative in the history of rock and roll. The editor of "Rolling Stone" said: If all the rock and roll works of an era should be condensed into one song, then this song is likely to be Stairway to Heaven.

The songwriter of this song is Jimmy Page, the third largest guitarist in the history of rock and roll, and the double handle guitar was created by him.

When Page appeared on the stage with the world's first double-handled guitar, this unprecedented instrument made everyone's eyes shine. Page himself has three-dimensional facial features and a thin body. He often wears pure black or pure white. His young and thin chest was exposed, and the guitar was as magnificent as red wine under the light.And his superb guitar skills and bumblebee-like finger speed are dazzling.

Robert Plant, another lyricist of this song, is the lead singer of LP. This person's performance style is full of anger, tight jeans, denim vest, long legs and buttocks.Europeans have three-dimensional facial features, but his appearance is not inferior to any movie star in Europe today.Handsome against the sky.

The main thing is that his voice has been named the greatest voice in the history of rock and roll.

There are so many wonderful things in this song. The drummer of the band at that time was called the drum god in that era. One can imagine how amazing it is.

I recommend you to watch two versions of this song. One is the live version of the band's heyday, which is available online. The video is about 10 minutes long.One is the version where they reunite after they get old.

Maybe it's because of my preference for rock, when I saw the old version, I felt an unspeakable sadness.

Because I have seen them wanton and enchanting when they were young, it is difficult to accept them when they are old and old. This is a blow.But the second version also has a different flavor.

Everyone will be destroyed by time, no matter how beautiful and handsome a person is, they cannot escape the fate of becoming slack.In them, in the works produced in this era, I can see the aging of rock and roll.

I have narrowly never seen such an astonishing performance, and all the exclamation of human talent is based on the old guys of that era.

In that turbulent era disturbed by changes, there were a group of paranoid art lunatics who were indifferent to fame and wealth and refused to accept interviews, so that now when we look for news about them, we find nothing but "mystery".

It is a kind of purity. When everyone is rushing to make money, the spirit of a group of people is above money.

Stairwaytoheaven, this rock song shows the true charm of rock and roll, it tells the world that rock and roll is not a heart-piercing roar and a torrent of drum beats, it is a narration, starting with crooning and shallow singing, angry pain Mixed, and then ended with a weeping humming.

Many of us ordinary people can't really fight against this world. Of course, this world is full of beauty besides darkness, but there is a group of people who speak out for our dissatisfaction and fight against the darkness of this world.

With a guitar, with a strong voice, with all the great simple instruments.

Salute to the heroes.