"Let's dance! It's like no one is looking at you. Go Love! It's like you've never been hurt. Sing! It's like no one is listening. Let's work! It's like you don't need money. Let's live! It's like today is the end of the world. ”

Neil stood on the stage, feeling how familiar this small space was, blood bubbling in his body, and this small flames were stirring, gradually awakening his enthusiasm. This isn't his first time performing, and it certainly won't be his last; It wasn't the smallest stage he's ever been in, and it's certainly not the biggest he's ever seen. But looking at the surging young faces in front of me, the desire for the stage and the enthusiasm for the performance surged up in an instant.

Standing on the other side of the stage, Alfonso closed his eyes and breathed deeply, but his hands fell on the keyboard, playing in the air, as if feeling the thrill of his fingertips touching the keyboard; Not far away, Pedro was a little nervous, he lowered his head and seriously adjusted the position of his bass, looking for his most comfortable position, and his smart and lively eyes were looking at the strings intently at this time.

In the center, on his side, Fokin sat on the ground with a golden sword, his hands tightly clutched on the drumsticks, and then placed them casually on top of the jazz drums, as if it couldn't be easier. But Neil knew Fukine, and from Fukin's focused gaze, he could see that he was highly concentrated at this time. Following Fokine's line of sight, Neil saw Hugo in the center, staggered from Fokine's position.

Neil's eyes also stayed on Hugo standing at the front of the stage, Hugo with the guitar on his back was fiddling with the microphone stand, and the noisy crowd in front of him seemed to have not entered his eyes at all, intently adjusting the microphone.

The sea of thousands of people in front of him was like a hurricane passing through, roaring and roaring, and the faces that were distorted by being too excited presented their inner frenzy and excitement in the most direct way, such a scene was even better than when the Nirvana band appeared just now, as if the restlessness that could tear up the whole world at any time was constantly surging.

But Hugo stood calmly and quietly, as if the hurricane and the waves were just paper tigers, and there was nothing to fear. The tall body is like a bright lighthouse, still in the rainy night of the tsunami, straight and firm to guide the direction, bringing the glory to death the entire band together.

It's just that from Hugo's amber eyes, you can see the faint flickering fire, igniting his enthusiasm, the unparalleled focus and dedication, like the cleanest and purest oxygen, slowly injecting the fire, so that the flame begins to grow little by little.

Looking at Hugo like this, Neil suddenly remembered what he had just said, and more precisely, he remembered Hugo's words before going on stage, "Perform!" It's like this is the last show. ”

Grunt, Neil could feel the boiling of his blood in an instant, he involuntarily clenched the guitar in his hand, the solid touch and familiar touch, so that the excitement in Neil's body began to erupt like a volcano.

At this moment, Neil suddenly understood the essence of the Nirvana band just now, paradoxical, but he didn't have more time to think, he only knew that he had to be immersed in the music now, and the contact between his fingertips and strings could release his heart's desire.

With a "bang", the earth-shattering shouts poured down like a torrential rain, as if it was just a silent picture just now, and suddenly the volume was turned to the maximum, Neil only felt that his eardrums had reached the limit, and if there was any more noise, even if it was just a trace, his eardrums would burst. However, Neil did not feel uncomfortable, he only felt that his heart seemed to be in tune with the overwhelming shouts, and then began to beat and beat again, and the emotions began to burst out with the music.

The clear and melodious black and white key sound flowed from Alfonso's fingertips like a poem, and the piano sound like the tinkling of spring water slowly flowed into the boiling magma in front of him, but this meandering trickle made the bubbling magma slowly quiet, and all the restlessness was hidden under the scorching heat on the surface, waiting for the time to erupt.

Somewhat unexpectedly, today's Glory to Death opening song is not "Lithium", which is still on the charts, but another song on the album, "Don't be upset about the past. look。 ba。 anger)", which made the audience a little unfamiliar, but a little throbbing, only listening to Hugo's mellow and moving voice whistling like the wind in the dazzling golden sun of Los Angeles.

"You are tired of it, because you can't find the place where you can realize your dreams, and when you say you give up, all the hard work you've put in will disappear without a trace."

The lyrics of this song are different from the "youthful spirit" of Nirvana, which is easy to understand, but deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, the lyrics of the narrative poem are like the mellow voices of grandparents sitting under the wisteria trellis in the summer, the afternoon sun shines through the ivy, the fragrance of tea exudes a charming smell in the air, and those long-term memories are like cellos.

Some wonder if if they would be different if they had held on to that dream when they were seventeen years old; Some people wonder if life would have been different if they hadn't dropped out of college at the age of twenty-one; Some people wonder if rock 'n' roll would never have been a part of their lives if they hadn't heard the Beatles when they were nine years old; Some people wonder if they could confess to that girl when they were fourteen, would their first love be realized......

However, these are all "ifs", all assumptions that have become a thing of the past, and no one knows the answer to these ifs. Because, when I gave up, all the efforts had disappeared, and my fate had changed.

This sense of powerlessness slowly sounded in everyone's heart, because everyone has their own "if" in their hearts, their own "regret", Hugo's voice like a confession made the fragments of memory begin to surge.

"So, I'll take it from the bed. on the start of a revolution. Because you say that my mind has overwhelmed my mind, and outside the door of my house is the middle of summer, and when you stand by the fire, the light of the fire reflects your face, and the hope in your heart burns like the flame. ”

Rather than regretting it, it is the right choice to change from now on. Yesterday has become history forever, tomorrow is the future that can never be known, only today, only today is in your own hands, today is the moment you can decide. To undo the mistakes of the past and change the facts of the future, we must base ourselves on the present.

Whether it is to stop in the past or hope for the future, it is useless, and what is engraved in the palm lines is always the present. So, leather. Life must begin now, before the impulse has time to calm down, before the midsummer slips through the fingers, while the flame of hope is still burning, take your own steps, a small step today, maybe a big step in the future.

"So Sally can wait, she knows that even if you wake up too late, even if you have been abandoned by everyone, her youth is gradually withering, but I remember you said, don't be upset about the past."

Just this simple lyric has touched the hearts of countless people. Maybe it was at a certain moment when I heard the melody, and I was suddenly touched by this heartfelt voice; Or one day when the will is low, I am cheered up by it, saying that I don't need to care about the past qiē; Or maybe it was in Hugo's deep singing that suddenly dawned on me, and the memories in my heart began to turn over the river......

Perhaps, in the depths of everyone's heart, there is a song of their own "don't be upset about the past", that memory that only belongs to oneself in the melody burst into tears, bitterness, sweetness, happiness, and pain are intertwined, dancing on the tip of the tongue, turning into the bud that is like the first bloom of cherry blossoms in April, slowly opening. Singing together, singing over and over again, but it seems that I still can't finish singing, all the words I want to say in my heart.

Those who once made us happy and made us sad should always learn to let go and be grateful, and let the past remain in the wind. Every sad tear and sad heartbreak is the only way to grow up, and it will make us more mature. The emotional part of this melody is that Hugo's mellow voice tells the simplest but most profound truth, don't forget the past, don't feel anger and regret about the past, and don't let the past become a stumbling block for yourself to move forward. When scenes from the past flash in front of us, all we can do is "to be awakened again and again in the memories, then wipe away the tears and move on." ”

Kurt was about to leave, and he had made his way to the parking lot of Venice High School, but his steps suddenly stopped. The long but mellow voice slowly tore through the air, bursting with soul-shaking energy. Kurt froze for a moment, and in a trance, he turned his head and looked at the source of the voice, which he realized seemed to be his confidant.

Inexplicably, Kurt believed that the owner of this voice could understand him, that he could pour out all the bitterness and bitterness in his heart to the other party, and that the other party would give him a correct answer and bring light to his world again. The phrase "don't be upset about the past" made Kurt's broken soul tremble slightly.

Under the golden sun, Hugo's voice released infinite energy, especially the glorious and dead teammates, the kind of perfect combination of people and instruments, people and music has never been seen before, whether it is Neil or Fokin, whether it is Pedro or Alfonso, including Hugo who is playing the guitar, the watch is perfect, the melody and Hugo's voice are seamlessly combined, bursting out with dazzling chemistry.

In an instant, the magma that had been temporarily dormant because of the music just now broke through the shackles in an instant and erupted with a doubly powerful attitude, and the entire playground shook in an instant, and the heartbeats of more than 5,000 people found the same rhythm at this moment. Offer. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Kazakhstan to read it, and vote for the work, and vote for the monthly pass. Your support is the biggest motivation for me to continue creating! )