White dove

Liang Haishen finally couldn't bear it anymore. Although he didn't know why these people came here, for the past three days, the film crew was observing him, and he was also observing the film crew, watching them take pictures of the village, the hills, and wild scenes in the fields. The boy and the old lady who walked tremblingly seemed to have no purpose at all, and it was different from the "curiosity hunting" he thought, so he was shaken.

He built a fire in the side room and warmed up a few people who were drenched. Naturally, Shen Shen would not let go of this opportunity, and hurriedly continued to lobby Liang Haishen: "Mr. Liang, we all make documentaries. You know, it is to record real life, we want to shoot the real you."

Liang Hai couldn't understand: "Is there anything worth photographing?"

"Your music!" Shen Shen was a little excited: "It's amazing! I didn't fall asleep all night after listening to your "River from the Other Shore". Did you know that there was a singing competition that was very popular in China? .3's Mo Sang sang this song. At that time, I thought his version was awesome enough. I didn't expect that after listening to your demo, I realized that there is a completely different interpretation method. How did you do it? This song can be so majestic and yet so silent.”

So that's what happened... Liang Haishen lowered his head and smiled: "I said why there was a sudden increase in copyright income earlier, and someone actually sang this song. I didn't expect..."

Tong Tong has been observing Liang Haishen. He is not an extrovert, he is not good at words, and his emotions are closed, but his heart is sensitive and soft. Tong Tong naturally has a good impression of introverted people. He said to Liang Haishen: "Mr. Liang, your work We are very moved, but it is a pity that only a few of us have heard of it. We made this film and hope that your work can be known by more people."

Liang Haishen raised his head, looked at the two of them, and seemed to be trying to express himself. After a while, he said, "The songs I wrote are just a bonus of my current life. It took me a long time to figure it out. One thing, a person who wants to create cannot leave the soil that brings him nutrients. If he leaves, he will lack water, dry up, and die..."

Shen Chen glanced at Ruan Fei, Ruan Fei and Lan Lin had already quietly turned on the equipment, before they had time to set up a tripod, they took pictures with their cameras in their hands, and Qin Doudou's recording equipment was also turned on immediately, recording and recording, at any time Be prepared, this is Tongtong's first official documentary filming, but she is fully used to being on standby anytime.

"The years before you left Ronghe, was it a process of gradually lacking water and dying for you?" Tong Tong asked him.

"It may not be fair to say that. After all, many people have helped me in those years, and I have also received many resources that music people dream of. But, you are right, it is a process of gradually drying up and dying." Liang Haishen obviously Not good at talking about scenes, every sentence is simple and direct, punching to the flesh.

He talked about what he felt, and his words became fluent: "At that time, I was making songs every day, like a machine. I don't remember how many commercial songs I made. I produced them quickly, and the price was not high. Many commercials All companies are willing to seek me to cooperate, and I will always come to me. In the end, the melody of those commercial songs seems to be engraved in my mind, and I can’t get rid of it even after eating and sleeping. Taking on a new job seems to only need to think about what I have done before. Similarly, just change those melodies one by one, after a few years, I realized something was wrong, it seemed that I couldn’t go on like this forever, but I didn’t know that I was useless.”

"At that time, someone sent me a wedding invitation. It was a girl I liked in college who got married. I went to the wedding scene. What I didn't expect was that she sang my song at the wedding scene. A song she wrote to her when she confessed her love. She said it was the best gift she had ever received in her life. She hoped that she could be as sincere as written in the song and face the unknown bravely. She came over to toast me, saying that this song has been with her for many years, every time she encounters setbacks and feels down, she will listen to it, and she said that you should write it down, your song gives people strength.”

"After I went back that night, I didn't sleep all night. I listened to the song I wrote to her many years ago, and finally determined in despair that I can't write it anymore. My brain has been filled with garbage. There is no room for the imagination at all.”

"Since then I turned off all the work. It didn't take long for my parents to have health problems. I came back to take care of them for a while. After they all left, I sat alone in this empty yard. It was summer. Sitting in the yard, I can hear the sound of the river in the distance. I have a strong feeling, as if the first half of my life has ended, and the second half has not yet started. That night I wrote the first thing I really wanted to write for so long. The song is "The River on the Other Side", I am like a person standing on the other side of the river, saying goodbye to my former self on the other side."

When Liang Haishen was talking about it, he was very calm. Tong Tong and Shen Chen were fascinated by it. Now Liang Haishen could not see a trace of the twists and worries of the past. Negotiation, your own choice, whether it is sweet or bitter, poor or rich, you can be content.

This has nothing to do with others, only you know.

Even Liang Haishen's pleasant and self-consistent aura can infect people, calmness and open-mindedness emerge from his body, Tong Tong and Shen Chen glanced at each other, and understood why he was able to write so many touching works later on.

Shen Chen asked him, "How long have you been back?"

"Five or six years, I didn't remember the dates very carefully."

"Approximately how many works have you written?"

"I haven't counted them. There are about a dozen songs with names. Later, there are no names. Some are complete, and some are just melodies. I can write whatever I want."

"Can you tell me about how you usually create?" Tong Tong asked, he was very curious.

Liang Hai paused for a moment, then smiled sheepishly: "Now I don't have any good equipment, and my income is limited when I come back. I keep all expenses to a minimum. Now I still use the old equipment from when I was writing jingles in the early days. , some were broken and no new ones were added.”

Tong Tong said: "Equipment is not important, Mr. Liang, I am referring to your creative process, for example, some people will go to the movies when they write songs, and some will fall in love. When you write songs... your source of inspiration Where is it from?"

Speaking of this, Liang Haishen's eyes lit up: "Everything on this land is the source of my inspiration, these mountains, forests, birds flying by the wind, the noise of children, the smoke from cooking... I Just like a tree, if it takes root in the soil where I was born, it can absorb a steady stream of nutrients."

A tree... Tong Tong thought, this is really good, a person must have roots, otherwise it would be duckweed, and he suddenly thought to himself, can these years of leaving Yijiang be considered duckweed?Where should his roots be?

We chatted late at night, and the conversations were deep. Emotional people are like this. As long as the defense is opened, they will have no reservations. Liang Haishen agreed that the film crew can follow him 24 hours a day in the following days, and he doesn't need to care. With the existence of the camera, I can do whatever I have to do, just like living a normal life.

The author says:

there tomorrow