How many people, at night when they are seventeen or eighteen years old, are so full of ambition that they dare to dream the most daring dreams and set sail in the next second.

When I returned, I finally recognized my own ordinaryness in front of the mirror. My dreams and ambitions were hidden in a corner full of dust.

Helianbei's voice lowered again, like a gentle whisper.

[While you are still fantasizing

your tomorrowviavia

Will she be better or worse?

It's another day for me]

It's melancholy, helpless, and filled with regret.

Ning Mang suddenly lowered his head and tried hard to hold back his tears.

"Is she okay?" is the question that many people dare not ask after waking up from a dream and looking at the night that has not yet faded.

The audience looked at He Lianbei in front of the screen, but they themselves became sad.

It's like the barrage "The clown is actually me".

[I once ruined everything about me

Just want to leave forever

I once fell into boundless darkness

Want to struggle and be unable to extricate myself

I used to be like you, like him, like the wild grass and flowers

Desperate and longing, crying and laughing at the same time]

When He Lianbei sang this, it was hard for him not to think of everything he had experienced.

That night after night when he couldn't sleep, he sat there and did nothing, but tears flowed out by himself.

How brilliant and glorious he was in the past, but how difficult those days were.

No one knew how much he wanted to fall like this.

Perhaps because they know He Lianbei's experience, the audience can sympathize with him and feel the same way after hearing this.

No one's life is easy.

Every viewer who watches the show thinks of themselves.

I thought of the unforgettable pain in their ordinary lives.

Some people have worked hard to save money for most of their lives, but they cannot afford to buy a house.

Some people have worked diligently for more than ten years, only to be fired.

Some people are still standing at the crossroads of youth, but they don't know which road has light at the end.

We are born ordinary, but we still have to bear the burden and move forward.

Bai Yangyu's eyes turned red. A person like him, who was born in an ordinary family and climbed up from the bottom step by step to his current position on his own, can better understand these lyrics.

He has tasted the pain and despair.

Fortunately, he managed to survive and saw the light today.

"Brother Yang," Guan Fei sniffed, her voice slurred: "Your song is so well written."

However, Helianbei turned around again, and at that moment the lights on the stage bloomed, as if hope shone into reality.

His eyes were so firm and his voice was so sincere.

What he sings is what he wants and what he wants to do.

[I want to go if I move forward]

Even if I was given something

Just move forward like this

Even if something is taken away

Just move forward like this

Even if you miss something

If you can just walk forward, just walk like this]

He knows that everyone in the world is suffering. He knows that the road ahead is full of thorns. He knows that if he looks back, he will see blood along the way.

But those despairs and those pains never defeated him.

He wants to continue walking forward, to see farther mountains and seas, and to meet more people.

Regardless of loneliness, excitement, or pain, they will eventually be passed by you.

These lyrics sung from He Lianbei's mouth are so powerful and persuasive.

That he dared to start over and stand here singing this song is the best comment.

Those audience members who listened to the song and thought of themselves and couldn't help crying were once again inspired by the song and regained their courage.

[I once crossed mountains and seas

Also passed through the huge crowds of people

I once asked the whole world

never got an answer

I'm just like you, like him, like the wild grass and wild flowers

This is the only way I have to go

Time is silent like this

Already on viavia tomorrow

The road blown by the wind is still far away

Where did your story end?]

He Lianbei finished singing his story.

He held the microphone and felt that he should say something.

He looked at the audience, those moist eyes, the hands raised one after another, and finally everything was integrated into a bow. Fastest update Mobile version::

All the words are said in the song.

He thought it might inspire some people.

Those who, like him, have suffered or are suffering.

Along the way, if he thinks about it now, besides the pain, he has actually gained a lot.

He met a teacher who taught him a skill, and a group of colleagues who loved music and performances. When he was at his lowest, there were still a few lovely young people who were willing to believe in him, and there were fans who accompanied him, and

So many people stepped forward to help him.

Every audience in front of the screen had mixed emotions. It seemed that they were not just listening to a song, but more like seeing the singer's inner monologue and seeing his life that was just like their own.

It is ordinary, but it is also wonderful, passionate and great.

As long as they are still persisting, still loving, and still walking.

The media have always asked how He Lianbei endured so many things and how he dared to sing again today.

Now he tells the answer with this song: move forward.

The endless applause at the scene, and the countless "moved" and "tears" in the barrage must be the most fair evaluation of this answer.

He Lianbei waved his hand, leaving a dashing figure on his back, and walked off the stage.
Chapter completed!