As for pop songs, Ah Sang’s songs are very sad. You can try his albums. The first choices are "Lonely Singing", "Leaves", "A Little Hurt", "Always Quiet", and JJ Lin's "Black". warrior". The piano music is very particular; Daydream - the perfect piano CD that shocked the world
This album talks about love and separation, and the dreams laid out are full of sadness and poignant love. The Daydream is the author's stage name. This "Dreaming" is a NewAge style piano solo album by The Daydream. The music style is slow and quiet, with a hint of sadness. Listening to this album, you may think of past love, hate and separation. Or the regrets of the past... Yes, although it is a NewAge style piano music, it is no inferior to classical piano. The sadness expressed in the music can go straight to your heart, making you a little sad, a little nostalgic, but still so so. beautiful.
If you are wandering in front of the display rack in a record store and see this "Dream" among the colorful and various records, I believe you will not be able to help but pick it up and take a closer look. . The cover design of this album is very special. This color-comic-style painting is similar to the work of "Jimmy", an alternative caption artist who has attracted widespread attention in the painting industry in the past two years. In the picture, a man and a woman are floating in the starry night sky. Their comfortable expressions and curly bodies seem to echo the situation suggested by the "dream" in the album's title. This conceptual design full of fantasy and mystery can arouse people's curiosity and want to find out the true appearance of the music in the film. This album titled "Dream" is a piano solo performed by Korean-Chinese New Age pianist The Daydream. Daydream is 35 years old and a musician with a mysterious style of life. It is said that he has never been exposed to the public (no wonder no media knows his real name). He has been learning to play the piano since he was 5 years old. He majored in modern art courses in college and is also quite active in writing poetry. His profound artistic accomplishment gives his music a special sense of beauty.
The music in "Dream" is divided into 13 sections, each section has an independent title, and the whole section is interrelated. What daydreams play are the stories in our lives, including love, hate and separation, fascination with life, longing for happiness, and sad feelings that are difficult to realize in dreams. In the music of Daydream, we rarely have the time to pay attention to trivial details such as his playing skills. His music is inherently inexplicable and has an inexplicable appeal, tightly gripping the listener's thoughts. The album "Dream" is like a Chinese ink painting with few strokes. It is concise and vivid, leaving endless space for thinking.
The song is based on a slow rhythm. Under the dancing hands, indifferent notes flow out one by one, outlining a silence as cold as water. It is always played slowly, just like people melting under the cool autumn night, looking at the stars on the horizon, silently alone; it is also like the boring moments of the autumn night, when various thoughts are constantly intertwined in the mind. But the main melody remains unchanged, with a slow beat, the main melody played by the bass, and a few crisp single tones in the middle of each variation. It seems that the eyes are slightly misty, and then it seems as if a crisp dripping sound is heard. There are slightly faster tempo strumming and slower tempo whispers. Just like the ups and downs of mood, just for the person I miss. Sometimes they feel the joy of hearing the footsteps approaching them, and sometimes they feel the sadness of missing you every night... In such a sound, they are silent in an auditory hallucination, as if they are experiencing a solemn experience. In Zhou’s dream of turning into a butterfly, he can no longer tell where is the other side of his life and where is the other side?
Explanation of "Daydream"
Seeing an angel in St. Mark's Square Flying stunt moors dancing But without you, darling, I'm lonely.
——Zhu Tianxin's "Ancient Capital"
At midnight, I listened to the pianist lonelyly hammering out the broken dreams he had during the day. Such a lonely talk, a delicate solo, every key clearly and quietly hits the emptiest place in the heart, creating circles of lonely echoes.
One *** six piano pieces, piano solo collection, collect not only sadness, but also joy and dreams.
1. Tear
If we meet again many years later, how will I face you, with silence and tears... In the sad keys, I feel that I Being comforted, the teardrops condensed into the perfect shape of cherry blossoms in the sun, and they were still warm even though they were withered. At that moment, I was really afraid that any resentment and evil thoughts in my heart would prevent me from encountering the beauty in the song. Many years later, will we, who are silent, just like those unspeakable past events, condense into a drop of tears in our hearts? Or maybe it was just evaporated by the scorching sun of reality, leaving nothing behind. At least I cried for you, quietly, silently, sadly. In the corner that time cannot touch, the heart of the rose gradually grows old.
2. You and Me (Between Us)
Why is this song "Between Us" so similar to the previous song? It is not only the notes but also the emotions that come from the same strain. , are we destined to end with tears, or when everything has dried up, who still has tears in his heart. What stands between you and me, so that I can only listen quietly and watch silently. In the sound of the piano, where all the images have been exhausted to the extreme, I am looking for your body temperature. On both sides of the river, we once went upstream and met to find the harbor where we meet. Darkness and distance have never stopped us. Amidst the roar of the river, we can hear each other's heartbeats. I can feel your heat in my hands. I am weaving dreams in the dark and caressing every contour of your face. Although I see Even if you don't see it, you still know the direction of the concentration. There are always some scattered moments when your palm slips from my hand. If you miss a beat of your heart, you will never be able to keep up with its beating rhythm. On both sides of the river, the fog was gradually dispelled by the sunshine. Under the sunshine, all the panic and embarrassment were invisible. We faced each other so clearly. The passion had long been washed away by those sleepless nights. I asked gently but powerfully. I heard the voice in your heart, and I know you have never forgotten it, and neither have I. The river of memory flows clearly, and we can only face each other, losing all words. Let’s go away quietly and we won’t look back? Okay?
3. Beautiful Lady (Beautiful Lady)
My heart is broken. Watching you coming from afar, I dare not even make a sound of my heartbeat, only one or two throbbing After the strong voice, you can only be willing to be low and low. You are just a beautiful woman I met by chance in spring, but you turned the ups and downs of my heart into an unforgettable scenery in my life. I began to understand that some emotional rhythms must be expressed in physiological forms, but the strange rhythm of the heart cannot even be explained by medicine. I look at you tenderly, and my eyes delight you. In such a short fragment of spring, I learned to love someone with my heart and love a kind of beauty.
4. Walking With You
The deer jumping in the forest. Come on, come on, the little white rabbit and the tortoise race, let the little bear be the referee. Life has become an endless chase. You chase me, and I chase joy. Whether it is chasing or avoiding, the one being chased or the one being sought always wants to be chased and found. Otherwise, what is the meaning of the sunshine, laughter, birdsong, and fragrance of flowers in the forest? So, dear, no matter where I hide, you must definitely find me. Otherwise, how can I bear the long and cold journey home after the sun sets?
5. I Miss You (missing)
Drop by drop, drop by drop... The sound of the piano fell on the lake of longing, creating ripples in circles. I miss you as densely as cracked ice, how dare I hold the mirror to look at myself. My pity for you is like strands of winter silkworm vomiting, and there is the pain of intertwining my breathing in the middle of the night. I don’t know how to express it better. If I were this pianist, when I miss you, I can only do that, one by one, black keys and white keys, quietly and resolutely knock over, knock over, knock over. .
And I am just a poor listener and an incompetent writer. I can only do this, typing key by key, silently and heartache, typing, typing, typing.
6. Rainy Sunday (Rainy Sunday)
We quarreled on this rainy Sunday. Such a heavy note interrupted my happy weekend, and I was the only one left breathing and breathing in the huge room. How did I spend those weekends without you? Quickly rummage through your memory and find a strong reason for yourself. The rain is pouring outside the window. Where are you and have you been caught? I started to worry. Later I learned that you would never come back. Rain is just an excuse for tears, just as quarrels are just an excuse for not loving. The heavy rain washed a heart pure white. I no longer love you, nor do I hate you, even if I am the only one left breathing and breathing in the huge room. I'm learning to forget some of the habits I've developed since childhood, and trying to get rid of some of the tastes I'm used to. I am still a little worried about where you are, whether you are happy or unhappy, and whether you have happiness to accompany you. On a rainy Sunday, you must not be as lonely as me.
7. Daydream
I actually had a long dream, in the most boring class of literary theory. After waking up, I found that I was incompatible with this world. How should I defend my distraction? Can I tell you what I dreamed about, teacher? Those dreams that are a hundred times more exciting than your lectures, hurry up, or I will start to forget them myself. Yes, I remembered so many boring nouns and professional terms, but I forgot a colorful daydream so quickly. I remembered the records, books, and accessories you gave me, but I forgot a song you hugged me and sang, the paper full of touching love words you copied for me, and the words you pinned in my hair. A chrysanthemum. I thought those were just a daydream, a good dream brewed in the summer heat and the dull atmosphere of the classroom. I forgot, so you came to ask me if I believe it or not. Compared with lies, I still believe in fairy tales and dreams; they can always be made as beautiful as fairy tales, at least when I do them, I believe it.
8. Val ntine's Day (Valentine's Day)
They say that they want to find a lover before Valentine's Day and don't want to spend such a sweet holiday alone. They also said that they would at least hold on until Valentine's Day is over before breaking up with the people around them. Loneliness is such a terrible thing. Many, many years ago, did the priest named St. Valentine think the same way? When can everyone have a truly happy Valentine's Day? But there are always so many naughty puppies barking, barking, taking away your fallen bones, and throwing them far, far away in mischievous ways. How can we randomly find another bone to fill the wound because of the pain of emptiness? So, I had to spend one lonely Valentine's Day after another. In the sea of ??people, we still found each other. On that day, there were two more children in the world. That day was not Valentine's Day, but from now on, every day is Valentine's Day.
9. Love is...
If you ask me, I don’t know.
10. Wedding (Mendelssohn)
This familiar music is played with a little hesitation, a little joy, a little naughty, and a little tenderness. What a joy, I have never heard such a lovely wedding march.
11, Love is...
Another series of such urgent questions. Why bother and why ask? Just concentrate on playing your piano, and I'll concentrate on reading my book. The fragrance of roses gradually came from the piano music. If the world didn't love roses so much, it would have been more beautiful. If the world didn't always talk about love, it would have been more elegant and meaningful than everything else in the world.
12. Questions
Vote your questions like water. The further upstream I go, the more I realize that I am as ignorant as a child. Some things just exist without a reason.
Just like the music you play today, where will it drift away tomorrow? My growth is not about learning to answer the questions in life, but about learning not to ask, not to ask stupid or tricky questions, not to ask, not to ask anymore. Time is a riddle that is too difficult. When you find the answer, you realize that the riddle has long been forgotten. So I just waded lightly through your river full of question marks to pursue what I should pursue, without asking why.
13. Stepping On The Rainy Street (walking in the rain)
I will never forget the last paragraph of "Singin' in the Rain", where Jin Happy dances with the raindrops, and I will never forget " In "Four Weddings and a Funeral", the passionate kiss in the rain. There is so much passion and romance surging in my heart. Walking beside you, I only dare to raise the edge of the umbrella and secretly look at the corners of your beautiful mouth. When did the raindrops splash in between your eyebrows, the eyes you stared at me were so full of water, like full of water.
14, A Comm amour (Whispers of Autumn)
I don’t know whether it is better or worse in terms of technique compared with what Clayderman played. Just from a simple listening perspective, I feel that Bic's is more simple and simple, less gorgeous, but warmer. Just like little turtledoves, they whisper and talk together. The autumn wind wakes up the leaves, and the fallen leaves kiss the earth deeply. When the world is silent, I can always hear you whispering in my ear, like the sound of nature, which makes me often mistakenly think that there is no one in this world.
15, Raves D'amour (Dream Love)
Fantasy? like? God, please love me.
16, Les larmes De Joie (Tears of Joy)
How to find the person who loves me and the person I love has become the plot of a dream. If there are tears, let them be like white rain falling on a sunny day, clean and thorough. Only when you shed tears can you clearly feel the softness in your heart. Starting with tears but ending with joy is not the most beautiful arrangement in life. Yet the tumultuous ending to this piece was not my favorite. Why sigh, life is often unsatisfactory. I still want to thank it for giving me a complete and beautiful listening. Among the ten, one comes true. Life is not a scam, but the truth of life worthy of gratitude
Especially tears, very sad!
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