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"Dance! Like no one's watching. Love! Like never being hurt. Sing! Like no one's listening. Work! Like no money. Live! Like today's the end. "

Neil stood on the stage and felt that this small space was so familiar, the blood gurgled in his body, which was moving with clusters of small flames, gradually awakening his enthusiasm. It wasn't the first time he'd performed, and it certainly wouldn't be the last; it wasn't the smallest stage he'd been on, and certainly not the biggest one he'd been on. But looking at the surging young faces in front of him, the desire for the stage and the enthusiasm for the performance surged up in an instant.

Alfonso, who was standing on the other side of the stage, closed his eyes and kept breathing deeply, but his hands fell on the keyboard and played in the air, as if he was feeling the excitement when his fingertips touched the keyboard; Pedro, who was not far away, was a little nervous. He lowered his head and carefully adjusted the position of his bass, looking for the most comfortable position for him. At this time, those smart and lively eyes were looking at the strings with great concentration.

Fu Jin, who is on his own side in the center, is sitting with a golden knife, holding the drumsticks tightly in both hands, and then casually placing it on top of the jazz drum, as if it could not be easier. But Neil knew Fokin, and from Fokin's focused gaze, he could see how concentrated he was at this time. Looking at Fu Jin's line of sight, Neil saw Hugo in the center, staggered from Fu Jin's position.

Neil's gaze also stayed on Hugo, who was standing at the front of the stage. Hugo, who was carrying a guitar, was playing with the microphone stand. The noisy crowd in front of him seemed to have not entered his eyes at all. microphone.

The sea of ​​thousands of people in front of them is like a hurricane passing through the country, roaring and roaring. Since the Nirvana Band debuted just now, it was even worse, as if the whole world could be torn apart at any time, the restlessness was constantly surging.

But Hugo stood so calmly and peacefully, as if the hurricane and the waves were just paper tigers, and there was nothing to be afraid of. The tall and straight body is like a bright beacon, which remains motionless in the rainy night when the tsunami comes, guides the direction straight and firmly, and integrates the whole band of glory to death.

However, from Hugo's amber eyes, he could see that faintly flickering fire, igniting his enthusiasm, that unparalleled focus and devotion, like the cleanest and purest oxygen, slowly. Inject the fire and let the fire start to grow little by little.

Looking at Hugo like this, Neil suddenly remembered what he said just now, or more precisely, he remembered Hugo's words before going on stage, "Let's perform! It's like this is the last performance. ."

Gurgling, Neil could feel the boiling of his own blood in an instant, he involuntarily clenched the guitar in his hand, the solid touch and familiar hand made the excitement in Neil's body begin to erupt like a volcano.

At this moment, Neil suddenly understood the essence of Nirvana Band's performance just now. It was specious, but he didn't have more time to think about it. Only contact can release his inner longing.

"Wow", the earth-shattering shouts at the scene poured down like a torrential rain, as if the picture was just muted just now, and suddenly the volume was turned to the maximum, Neil only felt that his eardrums had reached the limit. , a little more noise - even just a little, his eardrums will burst. However, Neil didn't feel uncomfortable. He only felt that his heart seemed to fit in with the overwhelming shouting, and then it began to beat, and then beat again, and the emotions began to burst with the performance.

The clear and melodious black and white piano keys flowed from Alfonso's fingertips like a poem. The flow made the gurgling magma slowly quiet down, and all the restlessness was hidden under the scorching heat on the surface, waiting for the moment to erupt.

Somewhat unexpectedly, today's Glory to Death opened with "Lithium", which is still on the charts, but another song in the album, "Don't feel sorry for the past (Don't. Look. Back. In. Anger)", which made the audience a little unfamiliar, but a little throbbing, only to hear Hugo's mellow and moving voice whistling like the wind in the dazzling golden sunshine of Los Angeles.

"There is boredom in your eyes, because you can't find the place where your dreams can come true. When you say you give up, all the hard work you put in will disappear without a trace."

The lyrics of this song are different from Nirvana's "Youth Spirit". It is easy to understand, but deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The lyrics of the epic poem are like the mellow voice of grandfather and grandmother sitting under the wisteria trellis in summer, recalling the mellow voice of the afternoon, the afternoon sun Penetrating the ivy and falling down, the fragrance of tea wafting in the air exudes a charming taste, and those long-standing memories are like a cello playing slowly.

Some people wonder if they would be different now if they stuck to that dream when they were seventeen; some wonder if life would be different if they hadn't dropped out of college when they were twenty-one; I wonder if rock and roll would never have been a part of my life if I hadn't heard the Beatles when I was nine; someone wondered if I could confess to that girl when I was fourteen, Can first love come true...

But, these are "what ifs", all are assumptions of the past, and no one knows the answers to these ifs. Because, when I gave up, all my hard work had vanished, and my destiny had changed.

This feeling of powerlessness slowly resounds in everyone's heart, because everyone has their own "if" and their own "regret" in their hearts, and Hugo's voice like a confidant makes the fragments in memory start to churn. .

"So, I will start a revolution from the bed, because you say that my thoughts have swept my head, it is summer outside the door, and when you stand by the fire, the fire lights your face red , the hope in your heart is burning like that flame."

Compared with regret, it is the right choice to change from now on. Yesterday has become history forever, and tomorrow is the future that will never be known. Only today, only today, is in your hands, and today is the moment you can decide. To correct the mistakes of the past and change the facts of the future must be based on the present.

Whether it is to stop in the past or to look forward to the future, it is of no avail. The pattern on the palm is always the present. So, leather. Life must start now, before the impulse has time to calm down, before the midsummer slips through the fingers, when the fire of hope is still burning, take your own steps, today's small step, maybe it is A big step for the future.

"So Sally can wait, she knows that even if you wake up too late, even if you've been abandoned by everyone, her youth fades away, but I remember you said, don't feel sorry for the past."

Just this simple lyric has touched the hearts of countless people. Maybe at a certain moment when I heard the melody, I was suddenly touched by this heartfelt voice; In Hugo's deep-seated singing, he suddenly realized, and the memories in his heart began to turn upside down...

Perhaps, in the depths of everyone's heart, there is a song of "Don't be sorry for the past", that memory that only belongs to oneself sheds tears in the melody, bitter, sweet, happy, and painful intertwined, Dancing on the tip of the tongue, it turns into a bud like the first 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 sad, should always learn to let go and be grateful, and let the past stay in the wind. Every sadness, tears and heartbreak are the only way to grow and make us more mature. What makes this melody so emotional is that Hugo's mellow voice tells the simplest but most profound truth. Don't be obsessed with the past, don't feel angry and regretful about the past, and don't let the past be yourself. A stumbling block to move on. When a scene from the past flashes before our eyes, all we can do "is to wake up again and again in the memory, then wipe away the tears and move on."

Kurt was about to leave, he had come to the parking lot of Venice High School, but his footsteps stopped suddenly. The distant but mellow voice was slowly torn in the air, bursting with energy that shook the soul. Kurt was sluggish for a moment, and in a trance, he turned his head and looked at the source of the voice. He realized that the voice seemed to be his confidant.

Inexplicably, Kurt believed that the owner of this voice could understand him, that he could confide in the bitterness and sorrow of his heart to the other party, and the other party would give him a correct answer and bring light to his world again. The sentence "Don't be sorry for the past" made Kurt's broken soul start to tremble slightly.

Under the golden sunlight, Hugo's voice released infinite energy, especially the teammates who died of glory. The perfect combination of people and instruments, people and music has never been seen before, whether it's Neil or Fokin. , whether it is Pedro or Alfonso, including Hugo who is playing the guitar, the performance is perfect, the melody and Hugo's voice are seamlessly combined, bursting out a dazzling chemical reaction.

In an instant, the magma that had been dormant just now because of the sound of the music broke through the shackles in an instant and burst out in a more powerful posture. The whole playground shook in an instant, and the heartbeats of more than 5,000 people found the same thing at this moment. rhythm.