Reborn Star Singer

The three searched for clues around the square.To be precise, it should be two people.Alva and Gran guessed that the so-called dust on the red shoes referred to the shadow of the clock tower when the twelve o'clock struck, but when the twelve o'clock struck, they found that the direction the shadow pointed was still the red shoe shop.Obviously this is not the answer they want, wandering aimlessly in the square, asking around for news related to the red shoes.Unwilling to go this far, Alva went back to buy the red shoes that he already knew were not what they needed.While walking, listening to the old man yelling that he was hungry for a while, and calling him thirsty for a while, Alva became more and more irritable.The sun was shining on his head, and he was sweating profusely. Considering that the other party was an old man, the soft-tempered Alva couldn't say anything serious.

Standing next to the cold drink shop, Alva stood under the scorching sun, watching the streets with people coming and going, with an anxious look on his face.The old man sat in the shadow sipping grapefruit tea, glanced at Alva, and said leisurely,

"Since I can't find it for the time being, I might as well go around and have a look around. It's useless to be in a hurry."

"It's too hot at noon, let's go into the commercial center of the square and take a rest." Gran also said.

Although Alva was reluctant, he still agreed.As an ancient commercial plaza, the commercial street in the South District has many old interesting things brought from the earth, and even the shops have remained unchanged from the era of large-scale development.It makes people feel as if time has slipped and gone back to the past.Alva sat down in the rest area of ​​the business district, surrounded by smiling tourists.Amidst the laughter of the tourists, the irritable mood gradually calmed down.

"Look, that's the first-generation mixer." Several tourists surrounded it curiously.Alva looked around, and in the heavy glass window, there was a cumbersome-looking mixer on a velvet purple cushion.

"I hear it's the mixer Buck Bruno used."

"Really?"

"Really, look here." The man pointed to the nameplate on the side and said, "To commemorate the eternal music, Buck Bruno."

"Would you like to go over and have a look?" Seeing that Alva was interested, Gran asked.

Alva looked at the small nameplate for a while through the crowd, still shook his head, and said lightly, "Instruments and music can only be immortalized if they are played. The protected instruments, although they still maintain their original appearance, are already Rest in peace with his master."

The old man looked at Alva upon hearing this.Alva noticed the old man's gaze, and when he turned around, he saw the complex emotions hidden in those cloudy eyes.Alva wondered, did he say something wrong?

"what happened?"

"...It's nothing." The old man held his teacup and buried himself in drinking tea.Alva shrugged helplessly at Gran, and continued,

"If I ever die, I will give my piano to someone who can continue to play it, preferably my students."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Gran tapped Alva's head lightly.Alva avoided it with a smile, and then said with a serious expression, "I'm serious, rather than being well protected, I hope someone can continue to play the music, so that my music can continue from generation to generation and become a Live, truly immortal music, instead of being left in the corner of history, buried in dust little by little like that..."

Alva paused, and Gran also noticed it.

The dusty red shoes, the red shoes I hope to be found.

As a dancer, Miss Natalie's mood seems to be substituted inadvertently and becomes clear.

Whether it is music or dance, it is only truly eternal if it continues to be performed.

Just if life will not be happy because of the unfailing passion, walking through the four seasons, the scenery seen yesterday is in the blink of an eye, and the sea is changing, the magic of time will quietly take away the things that people have.And people are used to keeping things around as possessions.As everyone knows, even the flowers held in the hands will turn into quicksand and fall fine one day.

It seems that nothing can be kept, it seems that nothing can be kept.

Because of being attached to things, we forget the essence of the existence of things.

Why do you have different emotions for a certain item, why do you feel reluctant to part with the fallen flowers that have turned into yellow sand?

Whether it is the seemingly precious item that cannot be let go, or the feeling of owning it.Always a fan of the authorities.

Life is always like a relay on the lost road, a vigorous start and a slightly tired midfielder.Sorrows and joys are mixed along the way, victory and defeat are as usual.However, everything will pass.

Because of the things that I can't hold, can't keep but insist on keeping, the journey becomes more and more difficult, and the heart seems to be gradually drying up and exhausted with continuous loss.

Panting, wiping sweat, trekking on the final journey, it seems that the eyes that have already seen through life and death are seeing the life that is stretching out and waiting for him in the distance.Only then did I realize that true happiness does not mean walking through a lifetime with items that have already become a burden and continuing on.What people are waiting for is the applause near the end. The heart that is already tired and still full of longing and the heart that is full of anticipation and vitality resonate because of the common hope. The resounding sound contains the supporter's affirmation and appreciation of the past self. A word about my hard work.All the burdens were unloaded at the same time as the applause sounded.The heart is relieved like never before.

Slowly stop and look far away, wishing the new life to meet the happiness that you have encountered on your unfinished road, and have the strength that you do not have in the face of unknown suffering, and then stop and look back to appreciate your life.

Not a stop here, nor a frighteningly distant end with no end in sight.

Life is intertwined at the fingertips, turning into little lights and continuing with the running steps.

Those who support will eventually lose, and those who gain will be empty.Therefore, people who feel lost and don't know what they have are people who really live in fear.

The mood you have, the hope you have, the belief you have, can go further in inheritance and letting go.Items that are not fickle, once handed over, they can no longer be owned, and the soul will be perfected by inheritance.

Entrust your heart, even if your hair is white and your body is old, your life will still shine brightly.

This is the unique beauty of life, the miracle of inheritance.

So, what Miss Natalie expects is...

"Brother, let's go back to the shoe store!" Alva took Gran's hand and ran out of the mall.The old man fell behind holding the teacup.

"Hey, you don't wait for me, an old man! Young people nowadays, really, are rash."

Looking back at Buck Bruno's instrument, the old man suddenly smiled with relief and relief.

"Living music... is it really a word full of vitality and hope."

Alva rushed into the shoe store, startling the lady clerk who was welcoming the customers.

Putting his hands on the counter and panting to wipe off the sweat on his face, Alva said to the shop assistant,

"Please teach me Miss Natalie's last dance!"

The clerk stayed there when the shoe she was holding suddenly fell to the ground.The shoe fell to the ground with a light slap, the shop assistant came to her senses, and the smile on her face showed a hint of surprise and bewilderment.

"Really...someone asked."

Tears welled up from the shop assistant's eyes and trickled down her cheeks.

"Sorry, I'm so excited." Wiping her face indiscriminately, the clerk's eyes were watery, but she couldn't help smiling and said, "Sorry, I'm really... so happy. My grandmother, My mothers have been waiting for someone to ask them that, but ... it's been really nice, really nice."

Alva was taken aback by the clerk's reaction, and then comforted her clumsily.After the clerk calmed down, she went inside and took out a crumpled box that had already been covered in dust.Holding the box, she stood in front of Alva and asked solemnly,

"So, this is the last question, please tell me the meaning of the whole sentence."

The so-called bell at twelve o’clock refers to the bell at Red Shoes Square and the bell at the end of Natalie’s life. The scale of the ancient clock has only twelve scales, so twelve o’clock can refer to twelve at noon. It can also be twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.Twelve o'clock in the middle of the night is the end of a day and the beginning of a new day, which means the alternation of death and rebirth, life.At twelve noon, it is no accident that the shadow of the bell tower just falls on the red shoes shoe store, it implies the location of the red shoes.The red shoes gradually falling into the dust, the red shoes shoe shop gradually falling into the shadows. "

"Of course, the red shoes that are gradually getting dusty also mean that there is no longer a dance that can dance for Miss Natalie that she loves and for the person he loves, a dance that gradually dies, a love that gradually fades with time."

"It's the pair of dusty red shoes inside." Alva asked while looking at the box.

The clerk slowly opened the lid of the shoe box with trembling hands, and wiped white marks in the dust with her fingers.

A pair of old dancing shoes that had faded to rose red lay quietly in the box with a letter on it.

It says,

Beautiful fonts, written in yellowish ink stains, for those who are waiting for love, I have the courage to dance, but not the strength to speak, I use dance steps to write down the clues of true love, I hope love can meet.

"According to the agreement, these shoes are yours, sir, congratulations." The clerk's voice was a little hoarse, and she handed over the shoe box to Alva with both hands.

Alva took the shoes, and lowered his head to caress the dancing shoes that had long lost their luster.This is the dancing shoe that accompanies a woman to wait for love for a lifetime.With the touch of his fingertips, his heart seemed to be suddenly filled with rose-colored water. He raised his head and asked,

"Is this pair of shoes going to be used in the next clue?"

The clerk was stunned for a moment, she probably understood what Alva meant, "Although it's not necessary...but this is an agreement..."

"There are still people who want to find this love, then please continue to save this pair of shoes for Miss Natalie and me. I hope that you, your daughter, will guard this love and give it to the next one to find it. its people."

"I think Miss Natalie also hopes that more people can find their true love here." Alva put the cover of the shoe back on, "And I hope that this feeling of finding love can continue in our hands. If I take this deep love away, wouldn’t it be too cruel for other people who followed the clues to find it, and came here with expectations, but found nothing in the end.”

"I understand." The clerk took the shoe box, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and smiled at him, "I will wait here until the next person comes to find it. I will make a promise with you."

Miss Natalie's last twelve-step dance, simple and bright and cheerful, tango steps, spins, ninety-degree side steps, small jumps, side walks, sliding door steps, each step from brisk to gentle, and then to fierce rotate.Every jump is a throbbing, with love to draw circles of invisible lingering traces on the bluestone slabs under your feet, and with the passion/passion in your heart to engrave words that have not yet been said on the cold ground, Let the earth be a witness to this love.Alva stood where Natalie once stood, dancing the dance steps that poured out the hot / hot bright love of life.The old man sat at one foot of the square, looking at this side quietly.

Slowly open your arms, bend your knees and bow to call the curtain, this is a tribute to life, a gift to love, humble and uneasy happiness.

Alva looked down and saw a line of words engraved on the bluestone slab.

Heaven is on the left, the world is on the right, one step across time.

Each bluestone slab is engraved with different sentences, waiting for someone to bend down in the sun and rain, to discover the love right beside them.

"Brother, let's go to the junction of Oceanus and the town." The boy smiled and waved to those who were waiting for him, and headed for the next destination, his footsteps were unprecedentedly brisk

Beyond Mercury, in the void of the universe, dozens of Semuyi's biomechanical ships approached silently.In the flagship tightly wrapped in armor, the queen sat on a high throne, watching the water-blue planet through the crystal-like glass. She waved her hand indifferently, and said in a cold voice,

"For Semuyi, destroy these treacherous traitors."

The author has something to say: Inheritance is always the most beautiful word, bar none!

Your Majesty, after more than ten chapters, you have finally come out.

In fact, I feel that the music in this chapter is played with the ending song of the Gintama Four Heavenly Kings chapter, which makes people very motivated and hopeful, but since the music style is too rock and roll, I still give up.

Continue to fall in love and recommend XXXHOLIC and Gintama. The styles are very different, but they are both healing. Speaking of which, the styles of anime and manga I like are all... Strange, Yan Fan chooses carefully.

Please don't start watching Gintama from the first episode, this is just a rant, if you can't stand it, you will find it really long-winded and boring.