Objectively speaking, Li Chen's most popular song "Wonderful Ability Song" is not her best work. The melody of this song is so simple that it is not pleasant to hear at first, but the lyrics are touching.
The arrangement of the whole song is smooth, but there are too many repetitive paragraphs in the first half, so it gives people a dull feeling at first, but the advantage is that the lyrics are very attentive, like sake, the more you drink, the more you taste, the more you listen, the more you can be brought into the artistic conception created by the lyrics, resulting in emotional * * * sounds, which makes the monotonous melody in the first half seem a bit beautiful.
From the singing point of view, Li Chen's singing is straightforward, and he doesn't make too many modifications to the singing and skills, but the artistic conception of the lyrics is more prominent, so the original direct and simple singing gives people a feeling of eloquence, as if listening to a girl sitting alone in a corner recalling the past, with a dull tone but simpler feelings.
The lyrics draw lessons from the traditional folk art "three sentences and a half" in form, and the content is about the delicate feelings of girls in love. Many unique and wonderful images are listed in the ci, and a lot of repetition and parallelism are used, and the rhetoric is gorgeous, which can be regarded as a beautiful lyric poem. But the accumulation of rhetoric is the original point of this poem, and the reciprocating chanting and progressive feelings are its moving points.
The lyrics are * * * nine verses, which can be summed up in one sentence: Although I have so many superpowers, you will always be the only beauty in my life.
1. First acquaintance-it can be so beautiful.
I have seen heavy rain in the desert, the sea kissing sharks, chasing dawn at dusk, but I have never seen you;
I know that beauty will grow old, and there is life besides life. I know there are poems in the wind, but I don't know you.
I have heard that desolation has turned into excitement, dust has buried castles, the sky has rejected birds, and your voice has never been heard;
I understand that bubbles are in front of me, and silence is bitter medicine. I know what makes me proud, but I don't understand you.
At the beginning, I listed 12 incredible wonders, from exaggerated scenes that cannot appear in nature, to understanding life and thinking about everything, and then to unusual things that have never appeared in time and space. These are all I have ever seen. The more exaggerated the description of these scenes, the more amazing my powers will be. I have good weather and a wide range of knowledge. But even so, I have never seen you. You are so different, magical and beautiful.
I haven't heard of you, so you are more incredible than all these wonderful sights. You show the real magic and beauty of this world. What you said, and the way you acted, are things I have never seen, known or understood. You are like a window opened for me by heaven. Only when I met you did I see the really beautiful things in this world. You are more magical and charming than the whole world. In front of you, my past experience is nothing, and I dare not brag any more. You are so beautiful, I am eager to know.
Finally, I have a crush on you-I can't get rid of it.
2, know each other-your charm is irresistible.
I refuse a better and rounder moon, unknown madness, dissolute publicity and you;
It is precisely because people have their own attitudes and behaviors that they become unique individuals. The particularity of individuals is reflected in the pursuit of some things and the rejection of others. Everyone has some stubborn principles that cannot be broken, and I am no exception.
I believe in reason, calmness, restraint and low-key, so I refuse to have a happy ending, to be blindly crazy about unpredictable unknown things, to be debauched and to be arrogant. Because these are risks and not safe enough. After the full moon, there are defects, and after madness, there is death. Zhang Yang puts himself in the public eye, without any secrets, stripping away the only sense of security. The original me, I will define the meaning of everything, define the criteria before doing everything, never take risks, never allow myself to be impulsive, and always walk on the track that has already been framed, no waves, no worries.
But your arrival is like a gust of wind, all the rules have been broken, and principles are no longer principles. All the desires and unrealistic ideas I can control have no resistance to you, and all my persistence is subject to you. Oscar? Wilde said, "I can resist anything but temptation." You are an irresistible temptation and extremely dangerous, but I can't refuse.
I won't refuse you, but I let myself be close to you.
3, close-worship you and try to get close to you.
I became a desolate scene, an indifferent appearance, a transparent high wall, and failed to be you;
I, with magical ability, boast of being different, but after meeting you, I was attracted by your charm. I not only broke the principle I believed in, but also desperately wanted to be close to you, even like you. I have to worship you or try to get close to you. Because you are so beautiful and arrogant, I even feel inferior. I want to stand side by side with you, but I don't think I am qualified unless I make myself better. So I tried to change, tried everything and did everything possible. Then I really changed, and I became no longer myself.
I denied my former self, so the colorful magic scenes in my heart disappeared, and my heart was empty like a wasteland. I throw away everything I once cared about and forget all the principles, so that I can act like I don't care about anything. I hollowed myself out, held back my feverish heart and let myself float like dust all day. As a result, I became a transparent high wall, empty but stable. Even though I still feel insecure, I still long for the sky, but I still stand still. I've changed. I am a different person, but I still can't be you. You are still so far away. Looking up, you are still the same place as before, talking and laughing, shining and tempting me in the distance, like stars in the distance.
I lost myself, but I didn't become you. I can't help but start to doubt.
4. Regret-doubt and regret.
I tolerate the freezing of the clear spring in June, the life of old age and the hesitation of the world, but I don't tolerate you;
If you don't calm down, you won't have a good result and suddenly regret your impulse. Actually, I've never really looked at you, have I? When will I be so impulsive when I approach you blindly and enthusiastically before I know you? What are you really like? Are you the man I saw? Are you really that perfect? I began to doubt, doubt myself, doubt you. Once the doubt begins, just like the wallpaper is peeled off, the defects can no longer be covered up. Strip away the dazzling aura, so much for you. It turns out that those magic and beauty are just my illusion. Once the mystery of meeting for the first time fades, you are also an ordinary person, which is inevitably disappointing. I don't know how long it took, but when I stopped doubting, I found that you were gone, leaving only the empty west wind passing through the hall.
When did you leave? I didn't realize. At this time, I suddenly realized that what I was doing, I doubted you. For you-I don't even have the most basic tolerance. I can accept the abnormality of nature, understand the decline of life, and even tolerate the suspicious eyes of the world, but I will not tolerate you. Your image in my heart is so perfect that I have high expectations for you, so I can't tolerate any flaws. Disappointed, let me only focus on criticism, but forget you. Forget that this is called "be lenient with others", forget that you also need affirmation and appreciation, and forget that your smile is what I really care about. I hurt you like this, and I didn't even know it. You always bear it silently, and finally choose to leave when I ignore you.
I felt precious when I left, and began to regret after I lost it.
4, nostalgia-memories are like wood grains and cannot be erased.
I forgot being on the edge of the island, forgetting that tears are just a joke, forgetting the slogan of a hundred years of silence, and failing to forget you;
You have slowly gone away, and your back is becoming more and more ethereal, like ripples spreading on the water, which can't be stopped. But I can't go away, I can only stay where I am because I can't forget it. I don't want to contact anyone else. I just want to be isolated. I let myself feel depressed, put myself on an island and endure the loneliness of exile. I know it's all my own fault, so I laugh when I'm sad. I can even take my own experience as an anecdote, provide others with talk after dinner, and use tears as a condiment for everyone to taste.
Time is like a river flowing day after day, and the days pass slowly. I have recovered. I forgot that I was so sad, I forgot that I was in such a terrible situation, and I forgot that I issued a slogan of determination. Now, I am indifferent, I have no joys and sorrows, and my life is calm. It seems that I have been for many years. Everything is calm, and time seems to have erased all traces, but it has not erased you.
You still live in the corner of my eye and heart, stubborn.
5. Confession-Every rejection is full of deep desire.
I want a better and rounder moon, unknown madness and emotional publicity, and I want you.
I admit failure, I admit that I can't forget you, I admit that I care about you more than my own limitations, I admit that I am weak, and I refuse to hug when I long for it. I admit that what I want most is not a wonderful ability, but you, only you. Refuse, just because you are afraid of losing, afraid that you will eventually lose. Even the beauty of this moment was forcibly pushed away. I would rather not show my heart and look at it from a distance than bear the pain of losing it. I am afraid that beauty will eventually become a bubble, so I have to prove that it is a bubble before I have it, so there is reason not to have it. You see, how smart I am, trying my best to put myself on a safe island without any risk of loss!
Enough! I don't want to deceive myself, I don't want false happiness, and I don't want to lose you forever. I want you, I want to be with you, I want us to be one, as full as a full moon; I want to be with you. I want to explore the unknown world with you. I am not afraid of any obstacles, whether he can predict it or not. I want to be with you. I want to be crazy with you, make public together, play together, find food together, enjoy music together and enjoy life together, as long as I have you.
You are the magic in my life, knowing you is my super power, and being with you is the beauty in my life.
I love you.