831 grand finale
“When I die alone, when I die alone, I won't miss it anymore.”
Renly's singing spread through the microphone, without the wrapping of musical notes. The sadness and bitterness hidden in the lyrics and melody slowly seeped out. At this moment, they were not Cleopatra, but Don Quixote.
In the original work, Don Quixote was lying on the hospital bed, dying, and passed away. Before his death, his heart was full of remorse and regret, and he denied his life, his dreams, and his own meaning; However, after thousands of years, after crossing the shackles of death, Don Quixote revived again. This time, he was no longer alone..
Heather Cross raised her hands high, with a bright smile blooming on her embarrassed face. Her trembling legs were almost unsteady, but she stood upright stubbornly and strongly. He broke his spine, used up the last bit of strength in his body to stand up, and then started to beat the rhythm with his own hands..
“Bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang bang! "The brisk and exciting rhythm, lonely and lonely, echoes gently in the endless darkness, like a feather falling from the sky, so light that it has no power, but it outlines the thrilling magnificence and grandeur in the drifting.
Heather's movements were a bit clumsy, and she couldn't fully open her palms, so she could only hit with the lower part of her palms. Her voice was dull and depressed, and there was almost no applause, but she didn't care and just slapped firmly, "Pop." "Pa, pa, pa!" That's the rhythm of "Cleopatra's" drums. It's like a rushing beat like mountain water. One sound after another, it echoes in my mind..
Heather's thin and slender body is like a big tree in the sky at this moment, supporting the vastness of the entire sky, standing in the desolation of the entire earth, like the singing of ancient poetry, echoing in the distance.
Ellie raised her hands, Derek raised his hands, Hope raised his hands, William raised his hands, Leslie raised his hands... There were 20,000 spectators in the audience, and all the arms were raised, Erected into a dense forest, joining Heather's ranks, supporting the entire world together.
“Bang bang bang bang! "The torrential applause was like a stormy wave, pouring down like a mountain. The entire stage burst out with incredible energy and light. Finally, it gathered on Renly, stirring up incredible thunder, echoing, and echoing again. The lofty sentiments of his gestures and guiding the country. , completely igniting the surging passion/emotion.
So, Renly stood up, straightened the microphone stand again, and his left hand quickly flew on the guitar strings. The gurgling melody gradually gave rise to the roar of the waves, as if thousands of horses were galloping like the Yellow River entering the sea, in Madison The square garden echoed leisurely, and the clang of gold and iron horses was like a strong wind and rain, which made people feel lost, but also made people revel..
Sadness evolved into majesty; bitterness evolved into magnificence; regret evolved into elegance. Cleopatras and Don Quixotes raised their hands high and danced as if this was the essence of life. last day！
“I was Cleopatra, I was a young actress, when you knelt at my window begging for my hand; but I was so sad because I was wearing a long black dress and my father was sleeping in a coffin. , and I don't have any plans.”
The dance started, and the whole audience began to dance, shrugging their shoulders, jumping on their feet, shaking their heads, beating their hands, and just dancing like this, humming tunes and following Renly's Guide, enter this world that belongs to them, and have a wild carnival.
“I left a muddy footprint on the carpet. When you left, it gradually became as stiff as my heart; but I must admit that I would immediately agree to your proposal and curse your wife in order to stay with you. By your side, I am willing to be your lover.”
The increasingly passionate guitar melody reaches its peak and then stops abruptly. It's like standing on a cliff with strong winds and howling hunting. With your hands open, you can soar in the wind. The next second, you jump, " But it's too late, it's too late, I missed the love of my life. When I die, when I die, I won't miss it anymore.
Smiling, singing, dancing... Unconsciously, tears blurred my vision again, my smile became brighter and brighter, my dance became more and more joyful, but the bitterness and sadness on my tongue became more and more turbulent..
Through the blurry and colorful sight, Heather could see Madison Square Garden like a boiling ocean. The entire audience was jumping and surging. Even a volcanic eruption was not enough to describe the grand scene in front of her. The entire vast ocean reached It reached the boiling point, gurgling and rolling, and the dense steam continued to the sky. The world was enveloped in a bright golden light and a lingering mist..
She is not alone. Besides her, there are 20,000 people, a full 20,000 people, crying and laughing with her, singing and dancing together, being alone and lonely together, moving forward together and dreaming together, and being born and dying together..
At this moment, they are the happiest people in the world.
“The only gifts God gave me were one life and one divorce, but I knew the script and the costume was just right, so I would play my part well. I was Cleopatra, I was taller than the roof, But all the past has gone with the wind; now the nurse in white shoes leads me back to the guest room. There is only a bed and a bathroom, a place leading to the end..”
Amidst the ups and downs, the melody stopped here. Renly stopped playing the strings with his hands, raised his head, and quietly looked at the turbulent sea of people in front of him, sighing and helpless, happiness and pride, countless emotions. My chest is surging, and for no reason, my nose is slightly sore..
At this moment, he stands here without any defense, without any mask, without any hypocrisy, without any cover-up. He openly opens his heart, using music as a bridge and the stage as a position, showing his soul and dreams, showing his My past and present show my pursuit and persistence. I am more fragile than ever, but also more powerful than ever..
Listen, there is singing coming from the scene.
“I will never miss it again, I will never miss it again, miss the love of my life." The whole audience sang in unison, and the uniform singing joined together and swept over in a mighty manner, everyone held their hands high Holding hands, everyone sings loudly, and everyone enjoys it with all their heart..
The messy and weak songs gathered together one by one and twisted into a rope, bursting out with a suffocating power..
Heather smiled, smiled brightly, and sang loudly with all her strength, joining the ranks of every audience member and every Don Quixote. Every word, every pronunciation, It was so difficult for her, but she didn't care, she just sang loudly, wildly, and passionately, "When I die alone, when I die alone, I won't miss it anymore.”
The happiness at this moment is so overwhelming that it makes people indulge in it and cannot forget it. God, she really loves this stage so much, she is so crazy about this man, and she is so lucky to be a part of tonight..
The neat singing, the tone is a little unstable, and even a little floating. There is no soundtrack, no drumbeats, or even a melody, but it interprets the most moving and beautiful true meaning of the song "Cleopatra"——
“I won't miss it again, I won't miss it again, miss the love of my life." Renly played the strings again, like a bard, slowing down the rhythm, slowing down the pace, humming softly, that The hoarse voice curls up at the end, like a faint smoke lingering on the fingertips, making people intoxicated and lost..
The entire audience seemed to be in tune with each other. They closed their mouths and stopped high-fiving at the same time, but did not lower their arms. They just looked at the stage quietly and blankly, listening to Renly's singing quietly, feeling the rhythm of his heart beating and The strength, the rushing blood is still burning wantonly, and in the silent ears, there is an eternal call..
“When Don Quixote dies alone, when Don Quixote dies alone, we won’t miss it anymore.”
Looking up at the man in the spotlight, Heather's cheeks bloomed with light, and the smile at the corner of her mouth settled into her eyes, sparkling and shining amidst the hazy and crystal tears..
The moving melody is as poetic as a song, but the slightly changed lyrics have a different meaning. The dragging tail notes are intertwined with the curling strings. Finally, the melody stops and the singing ends, leaving only the gushing sound. Moving thoughts and memories float in the air.
Heather couldn't help but hum along softly, "When Don Quixote dies alone, we will never miss it again." The almost whispering humming was like an echo deep in the soul, which only she could hear; but it seemed like it came from The oracle of nature echoes throughout the world.
She doesn’t want regrets, she doesn’t want to give up, and she doesn’t want to miss out.
She will pick herself up again and stand on the stage of "American Idol"; she will continue to move forward on the road of music and become a real singer; she will start to recover again, fight against the disease, and look forward to one day, she She can embark on a journey and see the world outside Mount Sinai Hospital; she will cheer up, hold on to life firmly, and let every day change into a different color.
She is only sixteen years old, and she still has many, many regrets and many, many wishes that have not been realized. She will not give up. She will sprint and fight hard until the real end of life. On that day and that moment, she will not miss herself again. death. But before that, she must stand up again on her own two feet and re-create the future with her own hands..
“"Hoo", in an instant, the lights in the entire venue went out. Amidst the long and poetic melody of "Cleopatra", Madison Square Garden fell into darkness again. "One Man's Concert" ended.
In the darkness, everyone looked at each other: Should they call for an encore? Should they end it there? Should they prepare to leave?？
Then, Heather raised her voice and shouted, "Don Quixote!" The sound went from weak to loud, from calm to turbulent, and finally formed a storm, which ended grandly and grandly. Tonight, they are all Don Quixote. virtue.
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