Just a crude guitar, without any other embellishments or accompaniments, Hugo gently sketches the strings and returns the music to its original appearance. At that time, music was not yet art, it was just a medium for folk people to express their emotions, they would not pursue the tediousness of the melody, nor would they think about the profundity of the lyrics, they just felt it, sang their inner thoughts, sang the tremor of the soul.

Perhaps, the music of that time was so simple and crude, but that was the first appearance of music: simple, but moving.

"If I had wings like Nora's dove, I would fly across the river and throw myself into the arms of my lover, and cherish goodbye, my dear, cherish goodbye. I have a tall man, he moves bulky like a cannon, cherish goodbye, my dear. ”

Hugo lowered his head slightly, his eyes looked seriously at the strings in his hand, gently outlined, the vibration of the guitar strings stirred up pieces of dust, gently flying in the milky yellow light, invisible notes inserted wings, shuttling in the halo, but dancing on the heartstrings of every listener, rippling in a circle of ripples.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and Hugo's clear voice with a little hoarse voice was like clear spring water, rushing happily in the sun, caressing the round pebbles, passing through the budding green, through the dense mist, echoing with the birds and insects...... Let all the noise and noise around it settle down, as if the whole world is only the simple guitar strings vibrating.

"I vaguely remember that night, when the torrential rain poured down, my heart was torn to pieces by the pain, cherish goodbye, my beloved, cherish goodbye. The murky river rushes endlessly, the flamboyant wind rags non-stop, you have abandoned my unborn child, cherish goodbye, my beloved, cherish goodbye. It's like a bird is destined to soar in the sky, and life without a loved one is no longer meaningful. ”

Everyone in Death Canyon looked at Hugo quietly, Hugo did not raise his head to communicate with them, but the clear and smooth singing made them feel closer than ever, their hearts trembled slightly in the melodious and moving guitar strings, and the whiskey in their hands refracted a charming halo in the dim light, even if the alcohol still stayed in the glass, the intoxication on the tip of the tongue had gradually quieted the brain. That's pretty much it.

Hugo didn't deliberately sensationalize, just chanted and whispered, but his mellow voice exuded a fatal charm. The lyrics are so simple, so straightforward, but so poetic, so beautiful, that the dry eyes inexplicably begin to become warm, and the melancholy, sadness, nostalgia and regret hidden in the lyrics pour down in the guitar strings.

In the small space of Death Canyon, only Hugo's voice and guitar strings were echoing, and more than 30 guests all stopped their movements, including the bartender, who also stood in place, casting their eyes on the stage, looking intently at Hugo, one person, one guitar, one world. At this moment, this space is a life.

Folk songs that are full of national colors are called folk songs. The history of folk songs is long, so its authors are mostly unknown, and the content of folk songs is rich, including religion, love, war, work, drinking, dancing, memorials, etc., and the catchy tone, unique mood style and simple sincere emotions have become the reason for the origin of folk songs.

The song that Hugo is now playing is "fare." thee。 wel1)", not his sword work, but a famous ballad in American history, whose origins can be traced back to NL904, when a man named John Roma (John. Lomax) folk singer sang the track for the first time.

John and Marx are known as the originators of American ballads.

As a country that has only existed for more than 200 years, its lack has always been criticized, and in the first 100 years, American pop music can be said to be a complete European copy. But at the beginning of the twentieth century, a group of American scholars realized that they had been emigrating from Europe to the North American continent for a long time, and that they had developed their own culture, including ballads. So, this group of scholars began to go to the southern mountainous areas where American farmers gathered to collect folk songs. John and Marx are representatives of this group of scholars.

According to John, the song "Cherish Goodbye" is a minor tune hummed by an African-American woman who is doing laundry, when a woman's life is about to collapse and she is in a precarious state, but her man betrays her and tears her life apart completely. But the woman was not crushed, but hummed a brisk tune and restarted the pace of life.

After "Goodbye" came out after John's arrangement, because the African-American woman was called Dink, the song was originally "Dink, S." Song)" spread for the name, but with the passage of time, John's son Alan and Marx (Alan. lomax) re-recorded and re-arranged, but unexpectedly made the song famous.

Bob and Dylan, a generation of folk singers, also sang this song, and relied on this song as inspiration to create a song that was very important to his music career, "farewell", so that the original song "fare." thee。 well)" was widely circulated throughout the sixties.

The song "Cherish Goodbye" tells the melancholy and sadness of a woman after losing her beloved, but the philosophy of life contained in the song has been echoed by countless people. Surprisingly, most of the singers who later sang the song were not female singers, but male singers, especially in the heyday of folk songs in the sixties.

It was not easy to stand out from the crowd of folk singers, many of whom were displaced and looking for opportunities to achieve their dreams, but more often than not, they were overwhelmed by life. dreams, after all, betrayed these singers. Therefore, the song "Cherish Goodbye" has been given a deeper meaning and has been widely circulated.

Hugo sang this song with a flowing stream, the melody and singing voice are like transparent sunlight, lightly outlining the shape of dreams, depicting the appearance of life, and making the listener involuntarily burst into tears.

Dan Yideen listened to the clear sound of the strings, his heartbeat slowed down like this, before he realized it, tears were already full of eyes, he didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that Hugo's singing voice had no embellishment, no fancy, but it was such an unpretentious singing, but it contained the most sincere emotions and awakened the softest part of the heart.

Perhaps, this is the real music, the kind of music that cannot be comprehended without experience, vicissitudes and precipitation.

Dan glanced at his teammates, and Brown and Jonathan all bowed their heads in shame, which made Dan a little disappointed. Although, if Brown gets angry out of control, it will make the situation terrible, and it will even be; But relatively speaking, they didn't even have the courage to face Hugo, which was a fatal blow to a team. Perhaps, this is also doomed to a new day that will not reach the height of glory to death.

Dan turned his attention to the stage again, looking at the casual and calm Hugo, Hugo seemed to have a charming charm that attracted attention, even if there was no spotlight embellishment, it still made people unable to take their eyes off. Dan turned his head to look at Fukine, who was sitting in the corner, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a little envious.

After Hugo sang the song "Cherish Goodbye", he sat down with his guitar and sang in a low voice, "Cherish Goodbye, my beloved, Cherish Goodbye." Then he closed his mouth, and only his voice echoed in the air.

It seemed that after a long time, the scene suddenly burst into applause, breaking the silence, and looking back, it was actually Dan who began to applaud, Brown, Jonathan and Blake, who were sitting next to Dan, all panicked, and Clay also joined Dan and applauded together.

In an instant, everyone in the bar turned their attention, and Fujin and them were no exception. Then, Fokine saw Brown.

Brown is an alcoholic, and this has not changed to this day, and it was Brown who kicked Forkine out of the game with Jonathan and Blake, and another team member, Aaron Yidai, also voluntarily quit the team under pressure. Fokine didn't expect that his and Brown's reunion would be such an occasion.

Brown noticed Fokine's gaze, and his first reaction was to stare back, but before he could take a glance at Fokine, he cowardly withdrew his gaze and lay directly on the table, trying to cover up his actions. Jonathan and Blake also panicked when they saw Brown's action, and hurriedly bowed their heads, they didn't forget Laladan and Clay, and let them all lie down, which made both of them very helpless.

In fact, the guests just glanced at the stage, and then everyone applauded. The applause of more than 30 people was not grand, and they did not applaud with all their might, everyone applauded politely, but the real emotions revealed in those eyes were the most beautiful, making this humble stage look so wonderful.

Forkine only glanced at Brown, he already knew that they would meet, after all, the rock scene is a big place, if not today, at a music festival or a tour in the future. In fact, Fokine once fantasized that when he saw a new day again, he could let out a bad breath, although he didn't care, although he had said goodbye to the past, but the band he built up single-handedly fell into the hands of others, which still made Fokine very uncomfortable.

However, when he really saw the new day, Fokine felt a little embarrassed in his heart, he hoped that the new day could rise strongly, and face off against glory to death, he wanted to fight with dignity, not to defeat the opponent, but to see the band he had established also succeed. But now...... Brown didn't even dare to look at himself, and this fact did not make Fujin proud, but made him feel a little regretful.

On a new day, the band that Forquin had built up seemed to be like the song Hugo had just sung, and it had completely become a yellowed memory in Fogin's mind. The past has become the past, and now Fu Metal is glorious to death, which is the reason why he fights, is moved, and persists for it.

Cherish, goodbye. My dear! (To be continued [Provided].) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Kazakhstan to read it and vote for the work for a monthly ticket. Your support is the biggest motivation for me to continue creating!).