nine star

"Human World" by Tang Jiuye's group is the simplest stage in this performance, with the most obvious lighting and the most straightforward shapes. Their group seems to abandon all the previous things, throwing away those complicated decorations and other things. , Committed to returning to the most authentic things.

They want to sing, they want to say what they want to say.

The melody in the earphones entered the prelude, which was a piano sound recorded by Tang Jiuye himself, slow and indifferent.Following the melody, he remembered the "strange stone" he once said.

"I don't think so. Maybe I'm more like a strange stone who accidentally broke into this circle from outside the world."

Tang Jiuye stood in his own grid and slowly picked up the microphone.

It is said that the sun rises in the east and the sun sets in a foreign land.

Rumor has it that the four seasons in the world change into rounds.

I peek into the world, thousands of miles of fireworks, thousands of feet of chaos.

Human beings are good at lying, each inch is a grid, and each is a shield.

The song "Human World" is a gift for all those who believe in love. It is more like Tang Jiuye's mental journey after he broke into this circle by mistake and caused a lot of turmoil.

He once said that he was like a strange stone, except for the meaning of the star interpreted by netizens, he really felt that he was standing here as if he came from another place.

On the night of his birthday, he wrote this feeling into this song, as if there was a strange stone from a foreign land in his heart poking his head to find the so-called human world.However, he came, he saw it, but found that it was different from what he imagined.

Zhaohui chases down Yang, and prosperity is stained with gloomy skylight.

Standing alone in the middle of the fireworks, the prison is regarded as an isolated country.

Loving the stars in late evening, you and I sing in our respective squares.

Siren, human voice, heartbeat.

Hustle and bustle.

Fireworks, hugs, smiles.

Brilliant and Guanghao.

the world is huge.

I shook hands with Guangying and said thank you for your care.

Everyone who passed by did not reveal his lonely appearance.

When Xie Boen and Yu Yan saw the lyrics of "Human World" for the first time, they said that their favorite parts were the chorus and the part before the chorus, so when dividing the lyrics, everyone agreed to divide these two parts into took them.

The two of them have similar voices, a deep sense of peace, that strange stone who came to the world only to find that everyone has a similar mask and the same loneliness.

This doesn't seem to be the world he's ever heard of.

The world is big and full of traffic. Tang Jiuye once heard the hustle and bustle of the bustling center, and also walked alone in it and witnessed loneliness.

At that time, he felt that a person's world was full of vitality but lifeless, and he wondered if there was someone in this world who, like him, was looking forward to seeing the scenery around him in a blink of an eye.

The attention of the audience in the audience was still focused on Xie Boen and Yu Yan, but Xin Yi was already sitting in the center of the stage, with the cello in his arms that taught him to be tense and relax.

Xin Yi remembered what Tang Jiuye had said to him, closed his eyes, and the sound of the piano poured out as he pulled it back and forth.

It was a repressed sadness, which sprinkled the so-called "loneliness" to the world, and no one could escape it. It seemed to be something that flowed into the blood from birth.

But when the other four people walked out of their grids, when one person met another person, the tone of Xin Yi's melody changed suddenly, and it turned into a pure and clear surprise again.

That kind of melody swayed hard, along with Xin Yi's more and more free and easy movements, shattered the humming on the stage like a bamboo, and conveyed a kind of happiness and unspeakable satisfaction to the person who accidentally broke into the world Strange stones and everyone in the world.

Lighting is a kind of foil, and the stage effect is the best support. The small floor lamp that Yu Yan borrowed from the program group before is a kind of silent direction.

At the scene, this steep and changing rhythm almost brought tears to everyone's eyes instantly.

At that moment, not only the audience, everyone in the "World" group seemed to think of a sentence.

"The backside of loneliness is love."

Zhaohui chases down Yang, and prosperity is stained with gloomy skylight.

Someone stands in the middle of the fireworks, and the square inch is also tens of thousands of feet.

Loving the stars in late evening, you and I sing low to each other.

Siren, human voice, heartbeat.

Hustle and bustle.

Fireworks, hugs, smiles.

Brilliant and Guanghao.

the world is huge.

There is only a small amount of space for you to stand tall.

in my room.

Love the direction of mooring, east-west, north-south.

The voices of Sun Xiao and Xin Yi were a little bright, scattered in the air like the sporadic fireworks in their hands last night, and they still echoed in the air like a blank space after they were blown by. Tang Jiuye raised his hand for the last time in this atmosphere. microphone.

In my opinion, the stars are dancing, and the lonely moon is not alone.

I think, there is a way back if there is a roundness and a lack of cloudiness.

I look back in the world, and the lights of thousands of houses call me to the port.

Human beings are good at looking at each other, looking around, you are the way home.

At the end of the song, people are still there, this is a romantic and lonely confession.

The strange stone, eager to find the answer in the world, found the home of "a square inch is a ten thousand feet", and those who wore false masks stepped out of the self-enclosed grid and saw the love behind loneliness.

Love is not the whole meaning of life, but love makes life meaningful.

Someone once told Tang Jiuye that he hoped that he could always walk in love, and that love would become his courage, armor and shield.

Today Tang Jiuye looked at the audience, with a bright smile, and told everyone loudly: "I hope you can all find your own way back to the world."

The author has something to say: "Ten Star" has been performed many times, but I greedily want to write something different every time. For this difference, I almost killed myself.

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