Chapter 937: 937
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"God is above, listen to my prayers, when I need you, you are always by my side."
At this moment, Lanli-Hall, standing at the forefront of the stage, is so tall, upright, and strong, as if it can support the entire world. That old and frail face, suffering from the vicissitudes of life, has flashing eyes that bloom religiously. The light seems to be in a separate conversation with God.
The gentle voice, the sad confession, the full bite, the continuous prolonged ending, all the emotions and all the stories, and it only took a moment to let the goose bumps all over the body. He came out, involuntarily crossed his fingers and squeezed, and then prayed silently. Before I realized it, my eye sockets started to warm slightly.
At this moment, the line between reality and drama was completely broken. Renly Hall and Jean-Agent were completely integrated. People had forgotten that Renly was less than twenty-three years old. They just captured the deepest look in their eyes. Displaced and full of scars, that powerful force of empathy, after the previous preparation and brewing, finally broke out in the sad voice.
Bathed in the light, Jean-Ajean slowly stretched out his right hand, as if he wanted to touch the light of heaven, and sincerely convey the prayers surging in his heart, "He is still young, he will be afraid, please let him Rest."
The call after call, pity and love, care and love, slowly flowed out, and the audience's eyes fell on Marius in this way. Looking at Marius, who closed his eyes for a brief period of restoring, as if he could feel the infinite tenderness from Jean-Ajean building a haven to guard him.
Then, his eyes fell on the others around Marius. The young and immature figures gradually disappeared in the darkness, leaving only a vague outline, but in that patch of fortress and guns. Among them, their belief and persistence burst out with a faint light bit by bit.
They are such young lives, they are such fresh lives. In order to overthrow the decayed rule, in order to uphold the justice, in order to realize the blueprint of their hearts, they abandoned their fear and cowardice, and dedicated their lives to this cause. Their lofty sentiment was facing ruthlessness. Crushed and destroyed.
Therefore, Jean Ajean piously called, "Give him shelter, take him home..." Those immature lives lead them home, back to their brothers and sisters, back to their uneasy mother, they use themselves His blood has created a bright road to the future, but they are too young to be buried here, "Take him home!"
The sudden uplifting song fully vented the deep emotions, full and heavy, and gently outlined a bit of tears in the corners of the eyes, and then the emotions did not have time to reach the peak, and then fell again, murmured softly and infinitely softly, "Take him home."
The simplest sentence was trembling slightly, "He", the thick nasal sound and choking of that "him", revealed the helplessness and sorrow deep in Jean-Ajean's heart, and narrated the entire era. People have forgotten all the scars and disappeared lives, but for their relatives, they are memories that can never be erased, deeply imprinted in the depths of their souls.
...
For the first time, Mark's gaze left Lan Li, but was projected on the fuzzy outline in the dark, and he began to feel sentimental inexplicably. They enjoy the joy and happiness of the present so naturally, but they forget that on top of this beauty, the blood and corpses of the predecessors are laid layer by layer, and the brave young people are thus annihilated in time and space. In the long river.
When the thick and long melody echoed in his ears, Mark fell into the shadow of his thoughts.
...
Jean Valjean took a step backwards, turned to look at Marius behind him, took a step forward suddenly, but with a little timidity, hesitated, and stepped gently and slowly. , From the left side of the stage to the right side.
The light shrank further and shrouded in Jean-Ajean's body. Marius gradually disappeared from the halo, leaving only a halo, and then followed in the footsteps of Jean-Ajean in the group of young people. The tired fighters flowed past, like gurgling water, outlining their fatigue, their scars, their weakness, and their humbleness.
However, it is these figures, these young people who have not yet grown up, but they shoulder the historical mission and the weight of society, and continue to move forward with their heads high. Their persistence and belief are enough to make everyone embarrassed and embarrassed, just like Javert.
Those figures that fell into sleep, even without names and faces, in the footsteps and sight of Jean-Agen, severely defeated all the lines of defense, making every audience completely forget themselves and become A member of the wave of this era.
"He is like my son, if God had given me a son." Jean-Ajean's footsteps walked through the group of young people, like that light and soft melody, weaving a waltz, each figure , Those faces flashed in front of them arrogantly, and finally evolved into the same face, the face of Marius, fearless and unstoppable, desperate to give up righteousness.
Jean-Agen suddenly quickened his pace, "Four seasons alternate, and time keeps flying." The surging emotions were full of regret and indignation. He roared in the majestic melody, "And I am old and will die soon." !" The footsteps stopped beside Enjolras.
Looking down at this young and green face, Jean Ajean looked away unbearably, closed his eyes firmly, and clenched his fists. The pain and struggle between his eyebrows was almost impossible. endure. The weight that should have been borne by him has now fallen on the shoulders of these children; the mission that should have been fulfilled by him now drives this group of children to succeed.
The sorrow, the indignation, the perseverance, in the moving melody and the graceful singing, showed vividly.
Aristel closed his eyes unbearably and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. It was not because Lan Li’s performance was not exciting enough, on the contrary, it was precisely because Lan Li’s performance was so exciting that he couldn’t bear to keep watching. .
Why do people in the industry think this song is the soul of the character Jean-Ajean?
Because, through this song, Jean-Aljean strengthened his beliefs and started a dialogue with God; because through this song, Jean-Aljean suddenly woke up and realized what his cowardice and timidity had caused. ; Because, through this song, Jean-Ajean has revealed the core of the whole series, revolution/fate is imperative, but it should not be the young lives that bear such a weight.
Jean Agen has truly completed the transformation, and also the transformation and sublimation in the torrent of the times.
Lan Li's singing is full and full, with every move and smile, full of compassionate tenderness, and full of empathetic pain, which truly makes people feel the call of the times.
Even if you close your eyes, you don't need to watch Lan Li's movements and listen quietly, you can clearly depict all the emotional changes. That's probably the peak of the performance.
This is the real enjoyment.
"Please give him peace and joy. He is still young, just a child."
Jean Ajean’s eyes fell so focused and moving on Enjolras, as well as the young figures beside Enjolras. The stumbling steps abruptly moved forward, but stopped abruptly, with strong shoulders. In this way, it slowly drooped, "You can take it! You can also give! Let him go and let him live!"
Afterwards, Jean Arjean suddenly raised his head, opened his chest, opened his arms, and strode in the direction of Marius. He raised his head high, as if he had dedicated himself to God, passionately, passionately, and impassioned. He shouted, "If I will die, let me die and let him live!"
The call after call was so sad that it exploded in the air. If you can, please use their aging lives to pave the road to revolution/life and let those young children survive. They are the hope of this society, this country, and this era, and they should stay.
If possible, he is willing to burn his own life, he is willing to replace them to complete this battle, he is already fading the setting sun on the west, life is no longer important, just for these children to leave a glimmer of life, even if it is just a **** sunset A touch of sunshine in it.
"Take him home!"
The simplest wish is so sad, so graceful, and so moving, with a gentle and graceful light that blooms softly and gracefully, passing through that tall figure and vicissitudes of life, as if one can see a lively life. , Dedicate his life one after another ~www.novelhall.com~ The future of this society, this country, and this world is dying out little by little.
Jean-Ajean, a criminal, a father, and an ordinary man. At this moment, he sincerely talked to God:
Why are those young lives dying while God remains indifferent? Why is this society decayed, the people are living in dire straits, and the people to be saved never appear? Why is the world so cold that even angels can't fly, and they still don't see any hope?
Why can't sincerity and integrity, kindness and justice no longer survive? Why do true blind dates have to be broken up? Why is life dying, one after another, but the corrupt and greedy ruling class is still doing evil and wantonly?
God, Almighty God, Dear God.
As a devout believer, Jean-Ajean is now praying sincerely that he is willing to exchange his life for these young children. If someone is destined to go to the end of death to welcome a bright future, then he is willing to deliver his life, even if it is only a trivial ray of light, he will do his best to dissipate the darkness, until the lamp runs out. .
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"God is above, listen to my prayers, when I need you, you are always by my side."
At this moment, Lanli-Hall, standing at the forefront of the stage, is so tall, upright, and strong, as if it can support the entire world. That old and frail face, suffering from the vicissitudes of life, has flashing eyes that bloom religiously. The light seems to be in a separate conversation with God.
The gentle voice, the sad confession, the full bite, the continuous prolonged ending, all the emotions and all the stories, and it only took a moment to let the goose bumps all over the body. He came out, involuntarily crossed his fingers and squeezed, and then prayed silently. Before I realized it, my eye sockets started to warm slightly.
At this moment, the line between reality and drama was completely broken. Renly Hall and Jean-Agent were completely integrated. People had forgotten that Renly was less than twenty-three years old. They just captured the deepest look in their eyes. Displaced and full of scars, that powerful force of empathy, after the previous preparation and brewing, finally broke out in the sad voice.
Bathed in the light, Jean-Ajean slowly stretched out his right hand, as if he wanted to touch the light of heaven, and sincerely convey the prayers surging in his heart, "He is still young, he will be afraid, please let him Rest."
The call after call, pity and love, care and love, slowly flowed out, and the audience's eyes fell on Marius in this way. Looking at Marius, who closed his eyes for a brief period of restoring, as if he could feel the infinite tenderness from Jean-Ajean building a haven to guard him.
Then, his eyes fell on the others around Marius. The young and immature figures gradually disappeared in the darkness, leaving only a vague outline, but in that patch of fortress and guns. Among them, their belief and persistence burst out with a faint light bit by bit.
They are such young lives, they are such fresh lives. In order to overthrow the decayed rule, in order to uphold the justice, in order to realize the blueprint of their hearts, they abandoned their fear and cowardice, and dedicated their lives to this cause. Their lofty sentiment was facing ruthlessness. Crushed and destroyed.
Therefore, Jean Ajean piously called, "Give him shelter, take him home..." Those immature lives lead them home, back to their brothers and sisters, back to their uneasy mother, they use themselves His blood has created a bright road to the future, but they are too young to be buried here, "Take him home!"
The sudden uplifting song fully vented the deep emotions, full and heavy, and gently outlined a bit of tears in the corners of the eyes, and then the emotions did not have time to reach the peak, and then fell again, murmured softly and infinitely softly, "Take him home."
The simplest sentence was trembling slightly, "He", the thick nasal sound and choking of that "him", revealed the helplessness and sorrow deep in Jean-Ajean's heart, and narrated the entire era. People have forgotten all the scars and disappeared lives, but for their relatives, they are memories that can never be erased, deeply imprinted in the depths of their souls.
...
For the first time, Mark's gaze left Lan Li, but was projected on the fuzzy outline in the dark, and he began to feel sentimental inexplicably. They enjoy the joy and happiness of the present so naturally, but they forget that on top of this beauty, the blood and corpses of the predecessors are laid layer by layer, and the brave young people are thus annihilated in time and space. In the long river.
When the thick and long melody echoed in his ears, Mark fell into the shadow of his thoughts.
...
Jean Valjean took a step backwards, turned to look at Marius behind him, took a step forward suddenly, but with a little timidity, hesitated, and stepped gently and slowly. , From the left side of the stage to the right side.
The light shrank further and shrouded in Jean-Ajean's body. Marius gradually disappeared from the halo, leaving only a halo, and then followed in the footsteps of Jean-Ajean in the group of young people. The tired fighters flowed past, like gurgling water, outlining their fatigue, their scars, their weakness, and their humbleness.
However, it is these figures, these young people who have not yet grown up, but they shoulder the historical mission and the weight of society, and continue to move forward with their heads high. Their persistence and belief are enough to make everyone embarrassed and embarrassed, just like Javert.
Those figures that fell into sleep, even without names and faces, in the footsteps and sight of Jean-Agen, severely defeated all the lines of defense, making every audience completely forget themselves and become A member of the wave of this era.
"He is like my son, if God had given me a son." Jean-Ajean's footsteps walked through the group of young people, like that light and soft melody, weaving a waltz, each figure , Those faces flashed in front of them arrogantly, and finally evolved into the same face, the face of Marius, fearless and unstoppable, desperate to give up righteousness.
Jean-Agen suddenly quickened his pace, "Four seasons alternate, and time keeps flying." The surging emotions were full of regret and indignation. He roared in the majestic melody, "And I am old and will die soon." !" The footsteps stopped beside Enjolras.
Looking down at this young and green face, Jean Ajean looked away unbearably, closed his eyes firmly, and clenched his fists. The pain and struggle between his eyebrows was almost impossible. endure. The weight that should have been borne by him has now fallen on the shoulders of these children; the mission that should have been fulfilled by him now drives this group of children to succeed.
The sorrow, the indignation, the perseverance, in the moving melody and the graceful singing, showed vividly.
Aristel closed his eyes unbearably and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. It was not because Lan Li’s performance was not exciting enough, on the contrary, it was precisely because Lan Li’s performance was so exciting that he couldn’t bear to keep watching. .
Why do people in the industry think this song is the soul of the character Jean-Ajean?
Because, through this song, Jean-Aljean strengthened his beliefs and started a dialogue with God; because through this song, Jean-Aljean suddenly woke up and realized what his cowardice and timidity had caused. ; Because, through this song, Jean-Ajean has revealed the core of the whole series, revolution/fate is imperative, but it should not be the young lives that bear such a weight.
Jean Agen has truly completed the transformation, and also the transformation and sublimation in the torrent of the times.
Lan Li's singing is full and full, with every move and smile, full of compassionate tenderness, and full of empathetic pain, which truly makes people feel the call of the times.
Even if you close your eyes, you don't need to watch Lan Li's movements and listen quietly, you can clearly depict all the emotional changes. That's probably the peak of the performance.
This is the real enjoyment.
"Please give him peace and joy. He is still young, just a child."
Jean Ajean’s eyes fell so focused and moving on Enjolras, as well as the young figures beside Enjolras. The stumbling steps abruptly moved forward, but stopped abruptly, with strong shoulders. In this way, it slowly drooped, "You can take it! You can also give! Let him go and let him live!"
Afterwards, Jean Arjean suddenly raised his head, opened his chest, opened his arms, and strode in the direction of Marius. He raised his head high, as if he had dedicated himself to God, passionately, passionately, and impassioned. He shouted, "If I will die, let me die and let him live!"
The call after call was so sad that it exploded in the air. If you can, please use their aging lives to pave the road to revolution/life and let those young children survive. They are the hope of this society, this country, and this era, and they should stay.
If possible, he is willing to burn his own life, he is willing to replace them to complete this battle, he is already fading the setting sun on the west, life is no longer important, just for these children to leave a glimmer of life, even if it is just a **** sunset A touch of sunshine in it.
"Take him home!"
The simplest wish is so sad, so graceful, and so moving, with a gentle and graceful light that blooms softly and gracefully, passing through that tall figure and vicissitudes of life, as if one can see a lively life. , Dedicate his life one after another ~www.novelhall.com~ The future of this society, this country, and this world is dying out little by little.
Jean-Ajean, a criminal, a father, and an ordinary man. At this moment, he sincerely talked to God:
Why are those young lives dying while God remains indifferent? Why is this society decayed, the people are living in dire straits, and the people to be saved never appear? Why is the world so cold that even angels can't fly, and they still don't see any hope?
Why can't sincerity and integrity, kindness and justice no longer survive? Why do true blind dates have to be broken up? Why is life dying, one after another, but the corrupt and greedy ruling class is still doing evil and wantonly?
God, Almighty God, Dear God.
As a devout believer, Jean-Ajean is now praying sincerely that he is willing to exchange his life for these young children. If someone is destined to go to the end of death to welcome a bright future, then he is willing to deliver his life, even if it is only a trivial ray of light, he will do his best to dissipate the darkness, until the lamp runs out. .
"God is above, listen to my prayers, when I need you, you are always by my side."At this moment, Lanli-Hall, standing at the forefront of the stage, is so tall, upright, and strong, as if it can support the entire world. That old and frail face, suffering from the vicissitudes of life, has flashing eyes that bloom religiously. The light seems to be in a separate conversation with God.The gentle voice, the sad confession, the full bite, the continuous prolonged ending, all the emotions and all the stories, and it only took a moment to let the goose bumps all over the body. He came out, involuntarily crossed his fingers and squeezed, and then prayed silently. Before I realized it, my eye sockets started to warm slightly.At this moment, the line between reality and drama was completely broken. Renly Hall and Jean-Agent were completely integrated. People had forgotten that Renly was less than twenty-three years old. They just captured the deepest look in their eyes. Displaced and full of scars, that powerful force of empathy, after the previous preparation and brewing, finally broke out in the sad voice.Bathed in the light, Jean-Ajean slowly stretched out his right hand, as if he wanted to touch the light of heaven, and sincerely convey the prayers surging in his heart, "He is still young, he will be afraid, please let him Rest."The call after call, pity and love, care and love, slowly flowed out, and the audience's eyes fell on Marius in this way. Looking at Marius, who closed his eyes for a brief period of restoring, as if he could feel the infinite tenderness from Jean-Ajean building a haven to guard him.Then, his eyes fell on the others around Marius. The young and immature figures gradually disappeared in the darkness, leaving only a vague outline, but in that patch of fortress and guns. Among them, their belief and persistence burst out with a faint light bit by bit.They are such young lives, they are such fresh lives. In order to overthrow the decayed rule, in order to uphold the justice, in order to realize the blueprint of their hearts, they abandoned their fear and cowardice, and dedicated their lives to this cause. Their lofty sentiment was facing ruthlessness. Crushed and destroyed.Therefore, Jean Ajean piously called, "Give him shelter, take him home..." Those immature lives lead them home, back to their brothers and sisters, back to their uneasy mother, they use themselves His blood has created a bright road to the future, but they are too young to be buried here, "Take him home!"The sudden uplifting song fully vented the deep emotions, full and heavy, and gently outlined a bit of tears in the corners of the eyes, and then the emotions did not have time to reach the peak, and then fell again, murmured softly and infinitely softly, "Take him home."The simplest sentence was trembling slightly, "He", the thick nasal sound and choking of that "him", revealed the helplessness and sorrow deep in Jean-Ajean's heart, and narrated the entire era. People have forgotten all the scars and disappeared lives, but for their relatives, they are memories that can never be erased, deeply imprinted in the depths of their souls....For the first time, Mark's gaze left Lan Li, but was projected on the fuzzy outline in the dark, and he began to feel sentimental inexplicably. They enjoy the joy and happiness of the present so naturally, but they forget that on top of this beauty, the blood and corpses of the predecessors are laid layer by layer, and the brave young people are thus annihilated in time and space. In the long river.When the thick and long melody echoed in his ears, Mark fell into the shadow of his thoughts....Jean Valjean took a step backwards, turned to look at Marius behind him, took a step forward suddenly, but with a little timidity, hesitated, and stepped gently and slowly. , From the left side of the stage to the right side.The light shrank further and shrouded in Jean-Ajean's body. Marius gradually disappeared from the halo, leaving only a halo, and then followed in the footsteps of Jean-Ajean in the group of young people. The tired fighters flowed past, like gurgling water, outlining their fatigue, their scars, their weakness, and their humbleness.However, it is these figures, these young people who have not yet grown up, but they shoulder the historical mission and the weight of society, and continue to move forward with their heads high. Their persistence and belief are enough to make everyone embarrassed and embarrassed, just like Javert.Those figures that fell into sleep, even without names and faces, in the footsteps and sight of Jean-Agen, severely defeated all the lines of defense, making every audience completely forget themselves and become A member of the wave of this era."He is like my son, if God had given me a son." Jean-Ajean's footsteps walked through the group of young people, like that light and soft melody, weaving a waltz, each figure , Those faces flashed in front of them arrogantly, and finally evolved into the same face, the face of Marius, fearless and unstoppable, desperate to give up righteousness.Jean-Agen suddenly quickened his pace, "Four seasons alternate, and time keeps flying." The surging emotions were full of regret and indignation. He roared in the majestic melody, "And I am old and will die soon." !" The footsteps stopped beside Enjolras.Looking down at this young and green face, Jean Ajean looked away unbearably, closed his eyes firmly, and clenched his fists. The pain and struggle between his eyebrows was almost impossible. endure. The weight that should have been borne by him has now fallen on the shoulders of these children; the mission that should have been fulfilled by him now drives this group of children to succeed.The sorrow, the indignation, the perseverance, in the moving melody and the graceful singing, showed vividly.Aristel closed his eyes unbearably and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. It was not because Lan Li's performance was not exciting enough, on the contrary, it was precisely because Lan Li's performance was so exciting that he couldn't bear to keep watching. .Why do people in the industry think this song is the soul of the character Jean-Ajean?Because, through this song, Jean-Aljean strengthened his beliefs and started a dialogue with God; because through this song, Jean-Aljean suddenly woke up and realized what his cowardice and timidity had caused. ; Because, through this song, Jean-Ajean has revealed the core of the whole series, revolution/fate is imperative, but it should not be the young lives that bear such a weight.Jean Agen has truly completed the transformation, and also the transformation and sublimation in the torrent of the times.Lan Li's singing is full and full, with every move and smile, full of compassionate tenderness, and full of empathetic pain, which truly makes people feel the call of the times.Even if you close your eyes, you don't need to watch Lan Li's movements and listen quietly, you can clearly depict all the emotional changes. That's probably the peak of the performance.This is the real enjoyment."Please give him peace and joy. He is still young, just a child."Jean Ajean's eyes fell so focused and moving on Enjolras, as well as the young figures beside Enjolras. The stumbling steps abruptly moved forward, but stopped abruptly, with strong shoulders. In this way, it slowly drooped, "You can take it! You can also give! Let him go and let him live!"Afterwards, Jean Arjean suddenly raised his head, opened his chest, opened his arms, and strode in the direction of Marius. He raised his head high, as if he had dedicated himself to God, passionately, passionately, and impassioned. He shouted, "If I will die, let me die and let him live!"The call after call was so sad that it exploded in the air. If you can, please use their aging lives to pave the road to revolution/life and let those young children survive. They are the hope of this society, this country, and this era, and they should stay.If possible, he is willing to burn his own life, he is willing to replace them to complete this battle, he is already fading the setting sun on the west, life is no longer important, just for these children to leave a glimmer of life, even if it is just a **** sunset A touch of sunshine in it."Take him home!"The simplest wish is so sad, so graceful, and so moving, with a gentle and graceful light that blooms softly and gracefully, passing through that tall figure and vicissitudes of life, as if one can see a lively life. , Dedicate his life one after another ~www.novelhall.com~ The future of this society, this country, and this world is dying out little by little.Jean-Ajean, a criminal, a father, and an ordinary man. At this moment, he sincerely talked to God:Why are those young lives dying while God remains indifferent? Why is this society decayed, the people are living in dire straits, and the people to be saved never appear? Why is the world so cold that even angels can't fly, and they still don't see any hope?Why can't sincerity and integrity, kindness and justice no longer survive? Why do true blind dates have to be broken up? Why is life dying, one after another, but the corrupt and greedy ruling class is still doing evil and wantonly?God, Almighty God, Dear God.As a devout believer, Jean-Ajean is now praying sincerely that he is willing to exchange his life for these young children. If someone is destined to go to the end of death to welcome a bright future, then he is willing to deliver his life, even if it is only a trivial ray of light, he will do his best to dissipate the darkness, until the lamp runs out. .
