Chapter 471
Xue Xue Zhiqian’s trembling fingers held the lyric sheet, and tears almost burst out.
Too awesome!
With just a few strokes, he had expressed the sentiments of a vast nation to the fullest.
He felt that at one moment, his blood seemed to be burning.
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This is the power of lyrics!
And off-stage, hundreds of audience members also resonated with it.
That was a love for the country from the bottom of their hearts, an incomparable faith in the nation.
At this moment, there were no longer any fan camps; as Chinese people, everyone felt proud and honored for the hot land beneath their feet.
Just as the whole venue was filled with hot-blooded passion.
Lin Yu’s voice sounded again.
“Writing of the heavens, only writing a corner of the long sun and moon.”
“Painting the earth, only painting a corner of the mountains and rivers safe and sound.”
“Observing the ages, five thousand years of heaven and earth admired together.”
“Only the descendants of Yan and Huang, hearts open and honest, traveling in all directions.”
“.......”
Shocking!
Incomparably shocking!
After Lin Yu finished singing this part, the whole venue was ignited again.
Not just in front of the stage, even the contestants in the backstage lounge were stunned.
Whether they were veterans of the music scene or rising stars, they were all dumbfounded by Lin Yu’s lyrics and music, looking at each other, somewhat at a loss.
???
Please!
We let you participate in a competition, who told you to use your ultimate move! Yu?
“Holy crap! This is Tropical Rainforest’s original. I feel like the Masked Singer stage is a bit unworthy now.”
“That’s right! This song should at least be sung at the New Year’s Eve Eve Gala or the Spring Festival Eve Gala to be worthy.”
“Good heavens! The previous worries now seem a bit redundant.”
“No wonder it could be chosen by CCTV. This choice of words and phrasing is simply a work of art; it’s a song that can be written into a museum!”
“I think it’s average! The singing is just so-so.”
“Investigate strictly! Brothers, I’ll take this 500,000 first.”
“Anyone who can say this must be a foreign running dog, a spy. Count me in, reported.”
“.......”
Writing of the heavens!
Painting the earth!
Observing the ages!
These heroic and domineering lyrics gave all the audience and the guest judging panel goosebumps.
At this moment, Lin Yu on stage didn’t look like a contestant, but more like a lecturer of China, depicting these magnificent epic scrolls to the fullest.
“Awesome! Too awesome.”
“These lyrics are simply beyond words.”
“Deserving of being the promotional song appointed by CCTV.”
Xue Xue Zhiqian sighed with emotion, pulling back his dropped jaw.
“Yes! And from Tropical Rainforest, I can even see the rise and fall, the glory and shame of thousands of years.”
Zhang Yu bit her lip and said with incomparable sincerity.
“I saw it too.”
Deng Deng Ziqi thought it was just her own momentary illusion earlier.
Hearing Zhang Yu say this, she quickly agreed and echoed.
“......”
Although Li Li Zhien was extremely disdainful of Tropical Rainforest, she had to admit that at that moment, she was deeply moved.
What’s going on?
Such an unbearable person in private, how could he have such patriotic feelings that swallow mountains and rivers?
Heaven, please take away this kid’s talent!
He doesn’t deserve it!
And Lin Yu on stage, being in the midst of it.
Had an even deeper understanding of this Might of National Prestige.
In his blood, he could even empathize with the tragic nature of foreign invasions during the modern era, as bone-chilling as an autumn wind in winter.
Now that the country is prosperous and things have turned for the better, that feeling of national wealth and strength is simply refreshing and satisfying.
“Caressing the flowing light, every brick and tile of the years soaking the red walls.”
“Sighing at the withered and flourishing, every flower and tree experiencing the vicissitudes of life.”
“Spanning the eight wildernesses, the nine provinces are one color, the hometown in the heart.”
“Only China, cutting through the sharp edge, the road is blooming!”
“.......”
When the second verse of the lyrics sounded.
The atmosphere at the venue reached its peak.
Thousands of audience members spontaneously stood up from their chairs, the hot blood in their hearts completely boiling.
As one of the four ancient civilizations, the romanticism within the long-flowing culture of China can only be understood by ourselves.
The flowing light and red walls are not just cold buildings, but pieces of unforgettable history.
Sighing at the withered and flourishing, spanning the eight wildernesses, only China, cutting through the sharp edge!
Every era has its own exclusive story.
But the background is always that hometown in your memory that you miss the most.
The rapid changes over these decades have given the whole of China a brand-new look.
After hearing these lyrics, many elderly people couldn’t help but grin.
Thirty years ago, they were still worried about food and clothing; now, almost everyone can support themselves with their own hands, and they believe even more that China can overcome all difficulties.
Just as someone once said, being born in this peaceful country has already used up a lifetime of luck.
Today’s China is definitely not the country that was slaughtered by others, but a world power that makes the whole world tremble.
This “cutting through the sharp edge” sang right into the hearts of the audience, into their blood.
Where are these still lyrics? This is clearly a seal imprinted in the bloodline, enough to resonate.
Once awakened, it is like a single spark that can start a prairie fire.......
“The red sun rises in the east, its great path full of rosy light.”
“How fortunate I am to be born in your embrace, carrying a pulse of blood flowing.”
“Sharing hardships, sharing blessings, standing tall with a backbone.”
“Our country’s ten thousand frontiers are built on benevolence, a faith that has not faded for thousands of years.”
“.......”
And when Lin Yu’s second chorus sounded.
The momentum went up another level, and his aura was completely unleashed.
Even the musicians were ignited.
Whether it was the drumsticks or the strings, they were played with even more effort.
Being able to perform such a song on such an occasion is definitely a great honor.
At the same time.
End of Chapter
