Big play bone

I heard the sound, the blue rites raised their heads, the quiet emotion seems to be broken in the moment, and the fragment is shocked, "Oh ..., big eyes." Blue Rich seems to come back to God The face once again exposed a warm smile, "How, just the shooting is going well?"

"Successful, everything is smooth." For the normal, lam is somewhat uncomfortable, thinking about it, considering the words, "You ... okay?"

"Oh." The smile rose softly, "Very good, I am very good." Blue Rice nodded and replied, but lam did not have a good break, and looked at the blue ceremony, the big eyes almost Let Blue Rise have nowhere to escape, which makes him some helpless. He also knows that he has just been abnormal, even if the voice of "card" has not heard, "I just think about some problems."

Blue Li suddenly, gently hangs the eyelids, the eyes flashed, "What is the war? What does the belief mean? What is the end of life? Is it true that it is true? And ... in countless lies, how should we find the truth, at least belong to our own true. "

The discourse that gradually lowered, holding the throat of the lam, he didn't know how to answer.

Immediately, Blue Li looked up again and saw Lama tangled appearance. He couldn't help but laugh. He took the shoulders of lane. "These issues are there without answers, or said, this is what us needed. Time can find the question of the answer, some people may not find these people. I just think about it, so I am more curious about that Eugene finds the answer? "

In real life, Eugene is going to the world in 2oo1, so Blue Rise will never have a way from Eugene.

Blue Rice stood up, then slammed the right hand, which made the Ram stunned, looked up in the blue ritual to invest in the sight of the exploration, and then saw a splendid smile, "We must Prepare the shooting of the next play, I am ready, what about you? "

It seems that there is no abnormality in Blue Rise, as if it has just been lonely and loneliness, it has never really existed. Ram satantly found the look in the blue ceremony, but he failed, Blue Rise and usually did not appear, as if the past has been in the past few weeks.

Ram reached out to grasp the blue ritual right hand, and took the stood up, and the last two people left the small wooden house, returned to the crew, and then put into shooting again. The next shooting, the expression of Blue Rich is still very good, and there is any influence in slight; It has been waiting for nearly 7 o'clock, which ends all the day.

It's okay, he really did n'thing, he didn't lie.

He did not enter the play, it was unable to extricate it, and Eugene's role was indeed full of challenges and difficulties, but it still did not reach his limit. However, in the performance process, in order to better interpret Eugene's mentality, he is indeed thinking about those philosophical issues, about the war, about life, on faith, about lonely, and living. These issues not only plague Eugene, but also plagued Blue Rise.

The two experiences have made the blue rites have many, have experienced a lot, and many harvested. Under the 20-year-old pouch, there is a four-year vicissitudes, everything I have seen in the line of sight is different, and the power of time has begun to learn to think, learn to precipitate.

Of course, as Blue Rise said to Lamar, these issues are not necessarily to find the answer, and the time will prove everything. The Blue Rise is full enough. He has a second life, the second opportunity to re-examine himself, re-chase the dream, re-enjoy life.

Looking up, looking at the southern hemisphere, the sky, the stars make the deep night sky show a suffocating wonderful scene, blue ceremony is temporarily putting all my thoughts in my mind, just simply enjoy such serenity. The ears rose the clear and translucent string of the guitar, gently move the night's heart string, as if the whole world listens to the moving melody.

Changer, the blue cerebelings have also emerged a stroke of a stroke, although the performance has always been a blue ritual dream, it is also his persistence, but it is undeniable that music is always his best partner. Reborn, accompanied by he spent a fearless day night. The secrets of those inner, only can know only on the five-tarants.

"Lami, can the guitar can borrow me?" Blue Rich recovered his feet and looked at the lam in random playing with guitar.

Lami did not say, directly handed the guitar to the blue rites, and in his mouth, this is curious, "I don't know, you will also play the guitar?"

029 a piece of virtual

Waiting for a long time in the crew, waiting time is too long, they don't have other recreational activities, the guitar brought by James is the only choice. However, in the past few months, almost everyone has exposed a hand, but the blue ceremony is always just watching, not personally participating. Ram also thought that Blue Rise did not play guitar at all.

Blue rites shit gently, "Just occasionally pasting."

Holding the guitar in his arms, Blue Li is slightly adjusted, looking for a more comfortable posture, then the right hand is gently hooked on the strings, a string, a string, no special The melody, he just just likes the sound of different music.

When I was young, I learned the piano, relying on my ears to identify different hikes, tiogues, this is the basic class. Those courses are not only boring, but also need talents. It is a constraint for the child. It can even be said to be a kind of torture, surface glamorous aristocratic life or genius children. The heart and efforts behind it are ordinary people. Imagine; but fortunately, for the blue ritual of the two people, he is very happy to learn new things, and the life of the child's life is a kind of enjoyment.

Music is a very wonderful thing. Its and performances are completely different, but only rely on limited notes, through different arrangements, can interpret different emotions, significance and stories; more interesting is the same The melody, in different occasions, different listeners, and will perform different meaning.

In the fingertip, the hard strings stimulate the fingertips of the thin, the clear note jumped in the moonlight. Explore the different levels of the world in the night, the blue ceremony tried to find him and Eugene The bridge, tried to recall the meditation and repercussions of the play in the afternoon, trying to find an answer on the war on the belief about life.

At the beginning, it was only a zero-scattered music, not a law, but gradually, the music was a string, melodious and quiet, soothing and peaceful, but in the melody, it was entangled in a faint lonely and loneliness, as if You can see the endless ice cream, you can't see one other colors, even the black and green is boundless white, the ground and sky seem to have no points, the direction of the horizon, the whole The world is integrated, only endless white.

It is so small that you are so small, just like a dust in the world, stand in the same place, swallowed alcohol, slowly penetrate to the cold in the bones, let all noisy are calmed down, it seems Even breathing has lost meaning. I can't help but close my eyes, feel the deep tranquility, as if I jumped into the sea, after giving up the struggle, slowly sinking, then quietly, the darkness is the extreme moment, the beauty is intoxicated. .

Lami Zhang Zhang mouth, I want to say something, but I am afraid to break this beautiful tranquility. The sight falls in the blue ceremony. It is difficult to imagine, just in a minute, the guitar Still in your own hands, playing the pop-up music, but now it is full of vitality, just the collision of the fingertips and the strings, actually outlined such an ultimate melody.

"What song?" The sound next to it broke this quiet. Everyone sitting around himself came in the past, and I used an angry eye, as if condemning the other's unaffected. Carl was besieged so many lines, holding a bottle of beer, I only shrugged, "I didn't hear this song, I just curious, if there is lyrics, it will look."

Although it is a director, Karl is also in many TV dramas, so the relationship between him and the actors is still intimate. I heard the question of Carl, and everyone turned their sight to the blue ceremony, because this is also a curious problem, which never heard the melody, easily grabbing everyone's ear.

The blue righteous mouth has evoke a shallow radio, the faint smile is warm, and there is a weak light in the darkness of the night, and the eyebrow is dizzy, and the brow is sealed. Out of the desert, quiet and beautiful.

Small slightly under the head, take the strings under the fingertips, and the melody is slowly shaking in the thoughts, as if you can hear the swing of the silent ice, then, blue ceremony Just sing, "Is there anything in addition to quiet?"

Only one open, the lamist's arm was thrown out of the dense maternal chicken skin, and the smashed voice gently moved his heart string, and he couldn't help but hit it.

"There is a boat, now drifting to the distance. You can escape from the rumors and the illusion, the truth is no longer true in the shadow of the lie, pick up your sword and shield ready to fight."

That is like a poetry, the chic vocabulary has collided with a dazzling ray between the melody. It is true and warm to touch the inner depth of lane, slowly, the cold air enclose him, separate separately. Come, as if other people don't exist, it is meaningless. The whole world is left alone, only the moving voice of the ear is singing.

"The night is not a monotony, there is a grave, now what is going on. Meditation, I started to pray, the cracked vow turned into a trap, unsecured sincerity."

Lies and true, trust and betrayal, vowed and parting, birth and death ... and sincerely have nothing to do, they are one sided, eternal, the illusion and reality, people can't distinguish, like the sea in the middle of the night Sailing, quietly, speaking, trying to find lighthouse to guide yourself, but smash the iceberg, bothering, scar, and then, forget what you are.

"The night is not a blessing, there is some gold, now spread the end of the world. When is the belief, when I go back, oh, my God, please tell me, why give the faith without power."

Close your eyes, the tears of hot, wet the cold cheeks. Pursue God's footsteps, comply with the guidance of faith, and resolutely walk forward, all the way of the thorns have never regret it. But I looked at the fullness of the sore, the horizontal corpse, the world of cold, but suddenly began to be awkward. Once memories, the once friend, the blood, once insisted, once ... faith, scattered the ends.

Ram suddenly couldn't cry. He finally understood the cry of Blue Rich, the silent shout, from Eugene, is from his own soul. In this war that did not have a victory, there is no target, there is no justice war, all of them are unswervingly, all of them, looked at the hands of blood, dragging the heavy clumsy footsteps, but I don't know myself. Where should I go to where, where is it?

"Is there anything in the night?"

Listening, it is from the depths of the soul, is there anything ignorant in the night? Is the war in addition to death? Is the faith not in addition to self-deception? Do you insist on struggle if you struggle? Is the world be an empty?

The boundless, endless lonely, penetrates every note, so that Lami can't extricate themselves. Open your eyes, the stars in the sky seemed to dance, accompanied by a cold and soft melody, like a waterfall generally detonated the energy of the whole night, but the lonith is dragging his ankle, drops, Falling, continuous falling, falling into the bottomless abyss, no end.

"There was a treasure, now the audio. You can escape from the rumors and the illusion, yeah, there is a bit performed in the beautiful, pick up your sword and shield ready to fight."

Part of the soul seems to be so lost, always falling on the battlefield, always falling on the land that was infiltrated by blood, perpendicular to the world of death.