Poetic singer Li Jian: His best jokes are all in his songs. How many did you find?

It is said that Li Jian is very popular in recent years and is loved by many people. Even because of his humorous speech, he was called Duan Zishou. More variety shows blur people's perspective. In fact, all his best jokes are in the song. At the end of every field and alley, at every mountain top and lake, there are you, me, life and jokes.

After listening to many songs, what impressed me most was his Love and Hope, which were about the deep affection and vastness of love and the endless persistence of hope. Every capital is a paragraph, and every capital is a life.

From longing for you by my side, to waiting for me to meet you, and then to the place where you and I have loved, it is simply a realistic trilogy of chasing girls.

"When the spring breeze crosses the hills, you can still feel the cold.

But I can't stop longing for warmth.

I want you by my side, watching the fate change.

Experience the power of this silent patience. "

As written and sung in Yearning, no matter how things change, no matter how time changes, there is a bosom friend around, even if the spring breeze is very cold, there is always a yearning for warmth. This personal companionship brings hope to the spirit, just like a lamp before dawn, guiding us to set sail, embrace the future and move towards hope.

Neon in the middle of the night shows the desire of the city; The light of life melts the wind and frost of the journey, just as I saw you on the road. You wait for me, I'll stay for you. Why are you afraid of family? This is not between you and me.

"My heart is as deep as the sea, and you are like the bright moon.

So beautiful but out of reach.

Why contact each other?

Things have changed, and the bright moon has a panoramic view.

This beautiful world already has you.

I already have this beautiful world. "

As the heart rises and the moon sings, you are in a beautiful world. When I enter this world, I have you. Why should I be able to approach each other? This is "I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River". I can't see you every day, so I drink the Yangtze River water. "A portrayal? Talk about distance, talk about interdependence and live together.

What about hope and disappointment, like those alternating feet, which will keep me on the road.

What about ordinary and extraordinary? People are born ordinary, but they have to take an extraordinary road. Everyone's life is different.

"No matter how dark the night is, I am afraid of it.

A little light in the sky

Every hope, every disappointment?

Like those alternating feet

Will keep me on the road. "

Just like "still on the road", life is bound to have failures, setbacks and disappointments. Not failing is like walking on one leg. Can it be stable? Is it not to break the balance? After listening to this song, I feel relieved instantly. This is a part of life, just a matter of more or less. Does it matter? Taking failure as a joke is not a major topic in philosophy of life.

Walk into Tibet

When you see the mountains turning and the water turning, you turn yourself out.

Glacier brains are not just vast.

The melting of ice and snow in Tanggula is not fragile

That's a promise left to all sentient beings after many hardships.

Walk into the shore of Lake Baikal

In my arms, in your eyes.

The spring breeze there is intoxicating and the grass is lush.

Moonlight sprinkles love on the lake.

The bonfire of two people lit up the whole night.

You are clear and mysterious, beside Lake Baikal.

Walk into Fuxian Lake

The autumn wind swept across the lake.

Leave ripples in your heart

It will be dawn in the blink of an eye.

I don't know where I went last night.

The water in Fuxian Lake is rippling.

Walk into my hometown Songhua River

When the breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants, it is the season when I miss you.

Is the distant home safe? The river flows day and night.

When kites are flying all over the sky, you are eager to wear them.

Walk into the wheat field

Under the blue sky in the distance

The golden wheat waves surged in.

Right there, just you and me.

The place I love.

When the breeze smells of harvest

Blow it in my face

Travel with music and let the spirit start at any time. I think this is probably Li Jian's hope, to understand the life in the United States and China, to keep hope, to grasp the beauty and to persist. This is a joke and a kind of life, just like a song and a poem.