The night before, while listening to Xu Song's "In That Not Far Away", my roommate Nana heard it and came close to hum, so I hummed with her.
"In that not far away place / Buried your dreams / That's your soil / Waiting for you to dig for treasure / Even if you stumble all the way." Nana is not a handsome girl, and what I did not expect was that she would also listen to songs with such a literary tone.
When it comes to Nana knowing Xu Song because of "In That Not Far Away Place", I also reflexively said that because of "Qingming Rain", it is difficult to forget his singing voice from now on. Then, next I went to listen to the songs of other singers, and Nana said:
"You can't be so half-hearted!"
"Do I like Xu Song so much that I have to listen to his songs all the time?"
"Yes!"
I hit a haha, how have you ever been half-hearted? When I was a primary school student in 2000, I once visited my cousin's house, and my cousin's computer was playing "Qingming Rain", and I didn't know the name of the song at the time, but I was sad in my heart. What was it that resonated with my young mind? One of my big tasks after that was to unveil it. However, at that time, the mobile phone was still a PHS, the function was clumsy, and I had never played with the computer, so there was no way to explore. The only thing that can be done is to stop and listen when the familiar melody sounds, and leave contentedly with an unknown sadness. Of course, at that time, I still didn't know what it was.
In the town of secondary school, it is already 2011. The town is still its "simple" appearance, students can not afford to buy mobile phones, computers are still only in the Internet café, mp3s in the classroom are considered luxury. At best, it is a memory card, and the card is empty. We spent two and a half years on a silent campus, the semester when the middle school entrance examination was imminent, and every classroom was equipped with multimedia and network coverage. The memory card came in handy, at this time, in addition to "Qingming Rain", he also got acquainted with "Broken Bridge Residual Snow", "Thousand Hundred Degrees" and "Half City Smoke and Sand", etc., and realized that the person who sang was called Xu Song, and he filled in the lyrics and sang alone. I was stunned. It can be said that these songs accompanied me through a short and happy junior high school era.
When I was in high school, I had my first mobile phone, and the first thing I did was to write Xu Song's song over and over again, and I heard that it was dark. From "Custom" to "Better to Eat Tea", from "Fog Hunting Revelation" to "Socala Has No Bottom", sadness can be said to be endless, but I enjoy it. But I didn't admit that I was a Song rat, that time the class multimedia played "Qingming Rain", the classmate poked my back and smiled:
"Listen, you like Xu Song!"
"What makes me like Xu Song, I just like to listen to his songs."
During the winter vacation before the first semester of high school, I listened to Xu Song's songs every day, and when I listened to it, I was very quiet, but after that, I was very lost, which was the sound of escaping into the empty door. But it is still a memory. No matter when, Xu Song's song tracks will always be the most in my playlist.
"The red rain poured out memories of how to dive / Your beautiful eyes are like the flow of my heart in those years / The last side of the ferry spilled a period / And if you only see it at first sight, why should you be sentimental and parting." To this day, I still remember sitting on a stone on the side of the road, the single loop "If Then", I feel that I am a bitter person who has lost love, and I actually did not know what love was at that time!
During the period, I also listened to the songs of other singers, but I went around and around, the peaks turned around, and finally returned to Xu Song's songs. Listening to other people's songs more, his ears were mixed, and he returned to the song rat's nest, safe and stable, as if his songs had a story, beautiful and touching.
In fact, I wonder why other singers emphasize song copyright, while Xu Song, who independently fills in the lyrics and sings, does not make a sound. He just kept such a low profile that no one else could match.
Later, I published a small poem in an unknown magazine, and a friend sent me a sample magazine, in fact, what excited me most was not my own "Butterfly Love Flower", but an article about Xu Song written by an author whose pen name has not changed in this life, although the length is short, it almost includes all of Xu Song's songs, and the text concept makes me sigh. I asked my friend for the author's contact information, but unfortunately she didn't have it either, so I gave up hastily.
Later, I was like a stranger to many of my classmates, and I once thought that Xu Song's songs distorted my personality, that I was so silent, so taciturn, so narrow, lost in front of my eyes, and abandoned the whole world. But later, under the tone of Xu Song, he slowly calmed down, threw away what should be lost, and left when he should go, burying the years to the bottom of the river, "companionship is the longest confession of affection." So when walking on campus, I heard the familiar voice in "Swallow Homecoming", and immediately went back to the dormitory to search for Xu Song, oh, he has a new album, it is "Youth Evening News".
"Song, do you know how excited I was when I listened to your Butterfly Time... I still remember that year, I lost my most beloved friend, I listened to your songs, drank strong wine, I cried and said, I want to sensationalize the Chinese music scene, like you..." 2017 is Xu Song's extraordinary year, the end of the year still brings me touched, looking at the "Butterfly Time" in the hottest comment, good, Xu Song brought in addition to affection, there is also the power of affection.
To this day, Xu Song has accompanied me for so long, happy and lost, spring, summer and autumn and winter. I miss the lost time in the song, comfortable and clear. This is the story of Me and Xu Song, our story continues, if you limit a time, it is a lifetime.