The Greatest Showman

"Can you feel my love?"

Ren Li's soft and graceful singing sounded softly in his ears, and his hot and hot heart could not help trembling slightly. Every audience present couldn't help nodding their heads. Li's figure, and then responded in unison:

"Geronimo!"

No more words needed, this is the best response.

After the response, the melody stopped, the singing stopped, the sound stopped, and the brain that had lost its ability to think because of overheating also stopped working temporarily, just quietly watching Renly, slowly waiting for the chaos and surging. After settling down, the air is still hot and hot, and the emotions are still boiling, but no one speaks. They need a little time to savor and miss it carefully.

A child's heart.

It's really been a long time.

Many people think that they may never see it again in their whole life, just as they cannot go back to childhood in a time-reversal way when they grow up; , and found it.

They need a little time to quietly listen to their heartbeat as they adjust their breathing and pant hard.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

It was a heartbeat, and it was the sound of a child's heart beating.

Hu Chi. Hu Chi. Hu Chi.

The emotional eruption of the three consecutive songs made the audience need to take a breather, but even the intermittent and uneven gasps made smiles burst into bloom-because this gasp is the result of their collective carnival, just like children The feeling of sneaking out of class together during the period, only they themselves understand what happened, and only they can understand the hidden tastes, and a look can evoke a smile again.

So did Renly, who was in the center of the stage.

He picked up the guitar and began to lower his head to tune the strings, but the ding-dong chords were just the most basic and simple chords, and there was nothing complicated. All beginners understood the basics, which made the audience relax a little. Taking it for granted that Renly was just adjusting, only the fanatical Don Quixote was still staring at Renly, lest a little shake of his eyes might miss something exciting.

This group of Don Quixote is right.

The slender fingers that are tuning the strings dance lightly above the strings, and under the spotlight lantern, they cast a long reflection, like dancing butterflies.

Then, the melody gathered like this, ding-dong like a gurgling water - no longer the passionate rock and roll, but the one they were most familiar with... folk songs, as if they had heard it before, but also as if they had heard it for the first time, forever A ballad that will never be outdated but never new.

"Bah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."

Following the clear and moving melody, Renly hummed softly like this, and the surging breathing sound of the audience seemed to be the best accompaniment. Magnetism, fluttering like smoke like mist, flipped up and down in the melody.

"Hello, my-old-heart, are you alright? Are you still beating in my chest? I've been worried, you've never moved, almost stopped beating."

Mind, just settle down.

Just the first sentence of the lyrics makes people want to cry - "Hello, my original intention", carefully peeled off in the Indio desert, the original intention of seeing the sun after a long time, fragile and vicissitudes of life. The original intention, the original intention of the original appearance in the shouts of Geronimo, are you okay?

puff.

puff.

The sound of the heart beating gently echoed in my chest, I couldn't help holding my breath, there was no cheering, no shouting, no jumping, no clapping, just staring at Renly intently and listening carefully, the gentle and moving song was mellowing. Moisturize their original intentions carefully.

God, Renly, bathed in the spotlight, is shining.

"Oh, don't leave me here alone, don't tell me, we've grown up, we've been in love briefly; oh, I don't want to be alone anymore, I want to find a home, and I want to share it with you."

The clear guitar strings are surging in my ears, and the emotional singing is kissing the wound of the original heart full of holes, and the shallow pain is pulling, reawakening those good memories, and those walking dead. The loneliness and loneliness of the days, I once thought that the huge world was really only left alone - without the persistence and determination of Don Quixote, and without the drunken life and dreams of the Internet generation, walking in a cold society in a daze, Overwhelmed.

They grew up, but also lonely.

The more crowds, the narrower the world.

"Hello, my original intention, time has been so long, since we waved goodbye; every day a stone is piled up, on the wall cast for you, to ensure that you are still safe.

Oh, don't leave me here alone, don't tell me, we've grown up, we've been in love briefly; oh, I don't want to be alone, I want to find a home, I want to share with you. "

Tears slowly filled his eyes.

In the blurred vision, Renly could be seen singing intently, telling everyone's story: he saw them protecting themselves, he helped them dismantle their heavy armor, and he comforted their scarred souls. The heart of a child, each note is like the spirit of an elves

Like magic, touching those wounds.

"Hello, my original intention, whether it is safe or not, how to put on the shackles. Please don't worry, it is safe inside, you are indeed no longer beating, but you will never be broken.

There is no such thing as eternity, some things are not destined, but you will never find the answer until you release your original intention. Until...you re-release your original intention. "

Eye sockets, no longer able to bear the weight of tears, completely burst.

"Re-release your original heart (set-your-old-heart-free)", such a simple but so sincere lyric, lightly tells the heavy freedom (free), hitting everyone's heart hard, Then he opened his chest without reservation and embraced his own freedom.

"Hello, my original intention."

Amidst the blurry tears, the lights flickered.

Renly, still the same Renly.

White shirt and blue jeans, Renly without any extra embellishments, just holding a guitar, standing at the end of the world, singing like a bard, no fancy lights, no fancy clothes, no need Exaggerated fireworks, a voice is enough to move.

As time flies, Ren Li is still standing on that stage, even if he has reached the top of the world, even if he has countless glory, he still quietly guards his innocent heart and runs wildly on the road of dreams. With that, the legendary life is like a summer flower in full bloom.

Then, take off the halo, take off the crown, take off the fancy clothes, return to the music again, wave greetings with a smile, "Hello, my original intention."

This is the most romantic and beautiful thing in the world that Hope can imagine.

She was so lucky not only to be able to stand in the middle of the desert and feel the beauty of this moment, but also to accompany Renly through the mountains and rivers.

When the sound of the strings stopped, tears rolled down like broken pearls, scalding his cheeks, but Hope didn't raise his hand to wipe it, but felt the beating of the heart in his chest, and then stubbornly raised his jaw, strong He stared at Renly with certainty, and followed Renly with his own eyes, motionless:

No matter the ends of the earth, no matter how long the road is, she will follow Renly to the end, ten years? Twenty years? fifty years? She won't turn around.

In this life, no regrets.

William Taylor straightened his back slightly, and on the tall and slender figure, he saw again the "Eugene", the Eugene who doubted himself because of his beliefs and because of killings. The story came to reality, and the figure of the elegant gentleman unswervingly took steps towards his dream, and then, like Forrest Gump running across the United States, more and more fanatical followers gathered behind him, but "Forrest Gump" Still "Forrest Gump", never wavered.

He's Jacob, he's Adam, he's Cage, he's Henry, he's Ryan, he's LeVine, he's Cooper, he's Andrew, he's Owen, he's David...he It's still Renly Sebastian Hall, standing at the end of time, he's still the silly kid who crossed the ocean to pursue his dreams in order to become an actor, despite his hereditary family background.

Stupidly chasing a dream that no one cares about and is impossible to achieve.

Everyone says he's the smart one, he should make a lot of money, he should be a producer, he should start a company, he should build an entertainment empire, he should fight the big six Hollywood studios, he should repurpose his Prestige strives for more, he deserves more.

But people never understand and will never understand that he already owns the whole world.

Because of this, Renly Hall is just Renly Hall, and no one can be Renly, and no one can copy Renly, not even Hollywood.

William knew that he was lucky and even happier, not because he followed Renly to witness all this, but because he understood the real Renly, so he also understood himself, on the path of his own life. , he also owns the whole world. His happiness does not require the understanding of others.

Standing on the Indio Desert with both feet, the cold of the night is slowly rising from the soles of the feet, but the hot and hot heart is not aware of it.

William burst into a big smile, stared at Renly intently, and said in a low voice, "Hello, my original intention."

Music, stop.

This time it was a real pause. After singing four songs in a row, Ren Li put down his hands and stared at the endless sea of ​​people in front of him. The smile on the corner of his mouth rose lightly, and finally fell into his eyes and bloomed wantonly. The microphone greeted, "Hello, Indio; hello, Pioneer Village."

After a pause, Renly whispered in a hoarse voice, "Hello, I'm Renly."

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