Xiwuji·star Stone

The special tune of "Star Stone" of "Xi Wu Ji" in the old alleys of Guizhou is soaked with unhidden feelings and unspeakable regrets, and every original highlight is wrapped in an open aftertaste! When painter Mo Han looked at nurse roommate Su Wei, there was always a light in her eyes that others couldn't understand - she rubbed this care into the drawing paper, fearing to disturb the peace, and asked Fu Xu to act as a "fake couple", saying: "Help me hold the scene together, don't let others guess, otherwise I won't even have a place to paint quietly!" Fu Xu clutched the camera and took it easy. The camera showed Mo Han looking at Su Wei's softness, but in his heart there was a sour and painful sentence: "I know that you have someone else's shadow in your heart, and I know that I can't walk into the light in your eyes, but I still want to block the wind in the alley for you - love without knowing it is not a loss. It's knowing that there is no result, but I still want to walk a little longer with you." Occasionally I can't hold back my words and say: "Your head is thicker than the bluestone in the alley. I put my heart in front of you, but you insist on looking away!" 27-Year-old Luo Xiyang was guarding the small restaurant, watching Mo Han repeatedly rubbing the rim of the cup against the "Star Stone", and listening to her breathy voice: "I thought I could hide my concerns tightly, but later I realized that some thoughts are like the smell of sour soup in an old alley. The tighter I cover them, the harder I can hide them - but I dare not tell the truth, for fear that I won't even have the affection to sit together and drink a cup of tea." Chen Chen walked around the alley and sang a tune he wrote: "Mei Mo Han shakes the pen, after painting Su Wei, she paints the corner of the eaves, her thoughts are tangled like cotton thread, wrapped around her fingertips and she doesn't dare to pick it; Brother Fu Xu's camera is focused, only taking a picture of one person with pretty eyebrows, his love is as heavy as rice wine, he knows that he is looking forward to it, but he doesn't dare to shout too high!" Later, Su Wei moved to a new residence. When she left, she hugged Mo Han and said "keep in touch." Mo Han held the drawing paper full of Su Wei's name and swallowed back the words that came to his lips. He just nodded with a smile and turned around to sit in "Xi Wu Ji" all night. The wine in "Star Stone" swayed with tiny lights. She suddenly understood: "It turns out that I care a little. I don't have to say it out loud. It's enough to accompany her through a lively road and watch her calm down." Fu Xu handed over the warm tea, without saying "I'm still here", and just said: "The wild chrysanthemums at the end of the alley are blooming, do you want to draw two?" Mo Han raised his head and saw the tenderness in his eyes, and suddenly laughed out loud: "You idiot, you know that I..." Before he finished speaking, Fu Xu waved his hand gently: "You know, I just want to hang out with you more, no matter who you are pretending to be." The wind in the old alley is still blowing, and the wine in "Xingxingshi" is still steaming - Mo Han occasionally sends new paintings to Su Wei and chats about their daily lives on the phone; Fu Xu still carries the camera, and the lens shows Mo Han's smile and the clouds in the alley; Luo Xiyang's tavern is still the same, and Chen Chen's folk songs are still filling the alley. Just like the note posted on the wine cabinet, it is highlighted by Mo Han's writing: "Love does not have to be held in the hand, caring can be a blessing from afar, and loving without it can also be a silent companion - we are all walking slowly and waiting slowly in our own days. This is good." Intention: 1. "Xi Wu Ji·Star Stone": Using the fireworks of Xi Wu Ji as the background, and using the mellowness and tenderness of "Star Stone", it explores "love does not need to be possessed, caring can be a blessing, and regret is also growth" - Mo Han hides his heart to help others stabilize, and Fu Xu uses companionship to interpret the dignity that cannot be achieved in love, and finally settles on "Everyone can keep the softness and freedom in their hearts in their own choices", so that hiding and hoping, giving and gaining in ordinary days become warm footnotes of life.