Quietly walk into the theater, line up, and buy tickets. The conductor asked in surprise, is there one, yes, just one.
Find a seat and sit down. The lights dimmed slowly, and the long-awaited moment began.
Michael, I know you have more fans than any superstar in this world, they know everything about you, any album you've ever made, any song you've made, any number of your True or false news, know any concert you've ever played, know any award you've won in your glory days. And I'm sitting here today, maybe not a real fan, just know your influence, know that you have always existed as a myth, know that you chose to leave quietly in that June, it seems that it has also started from that time Really know you, but the best dancers from all over the
world get together and hope to share a stage with you. Now they sit in front of the camera, quietly telling stories about you.
"The first thing I do when I wake up every day is to watch him dance."
"He inspired me and changed my life."
"I couldn't believe my ears when I heard the news that day..." I
was still flipping before I went to bed that day. I turned on my phone and started to read the mobile newspaper of the day. It was on the entertainment page. They still put you on the entertainment page. Music, what are you doing on the other side of the world? The news about you in the street tabloids also proves your extraordinary influence all the time, but how can a brief message declare you to be dead busy? I fell asleep in disbelief, thinking it was another boring thing to entertain people. The next day, when I turned on my computer, the headlines on major websites were all about your passing. You just left, feeling inexplicably empty.
Your concert press conference, really, that's it. The fans in the audience shouted wildly. Turn around and leave, we will meet at the concert. As a result, we met at the cinema.
I remember when I was in elementary school, I always heard my elder sister talk about you, about your beautiful dance, and that you could walk on the moon. At that time, I always didn't understand what a moonwalk was like. Later, the teacher showed a film about outer space exploration. The way the astronauts floated in space reminded me of you. I wonder if your dance is like this. Finally, one day I saw your dance on TV. My sister said it was a moonwalk, so I started rubbing your steps on the street, learning from your appearance. Michael, do you know, how many children were wriggling their butts on the street and learning your dance moves, you were their first teacher, in our country at that time, there was no dance teacher, the children Feel free to release energy like this. Some of them have actually entered the dance academy now, and they can imitate your dance steps on various occasions. Although it is still very young, we are always growing, right? Michael, in many corners of the world, you are the children's dance enlightenment teacher. You let the children appreciate the charm of dance and bravely go down this road to realize their dreams.
Michael, you always say in rehearsal we can do better, we want to reach the level of records, you are always so strict with yourself. Repeated discussions with a keyboard player for a syllable, everyone listens carefully to your opinions, because everyone understands your love and sincerity for music. Repeatedly put forward their own opinions and use various whimsy to interpret the understanding of music. We should add a beat here, guitarist it is your time to shine, then my dance moves will stop here waiting for my cue and remember the music, I will take off my jacket and the lights will slowly dim with fire fire clothes...
I still remember the first time I listened to your music and thought how could this person make such an impactful voice, I didn’t know the range at that time, and later I heard them say that you can have seven high pitches in a row, although I don’t know now that it is a What a concept, but certainly an extraordinary talent. Looking at your mv, I want to be sure that it will not be out of date in a few decades. I still find the discs I bought a long time ago, and I still think how wonderful those ideas are. They say that you are the king of pop, you promote the rapid development of pop music, and you create many things that are of great significance to the future development of the music industry. You create a pyramid of dance, which they say suits the visual regularity of the audience. In the rock hall, you rock every nerve ending of people. In the pop field, you use your own unique voice to tell your concern for the world and people.
Michael, you keep saying thang you and God bless you, and you treat everyone around you with care. Love, you say this is what makes this world different. We should try our best to love everyone around us and protect this beautiful earth, but why do so many people misunderstand you?
I remember in an English class, the teacher said that you always have to touch your nose every day when you wake up to see if it is still there. The teacher used you as an example to explain the impact of modern cosmetic surgery on people's lives. Later, there were always various things about you being talked about. I know that they didn’t really understand it, but just used it as a talk to fill a boring life, but why do you always choose to be silent and not explain? I watched it for 93 years. The video of your interview with Oprah, telling your thoughts as sincerely as a child, sitting on the stage and quietly telling your story, how beautiful it was at that time.
They chose fourteen classic songs from your rehearsal to form your final memorial. Your dance steps, your figure, your words, your last footprints in this world...
Michael, you know, I always feel like I don't write well, and talk nonsense as if I don't understand you, but these words are held back Heart but painful to die.
Michael, This is not it. We are all growing up listening to your voice Children who grew up in all corners of the world We now save you in our own various ways, maybe a song, Maybe a disc, maybe a T-shirt with your picture and name on it, maybe a poster, we know that there was such a singer in our life, in our formative years, constantly writing Singing, singing and dancing...
it was snowing when I left. Michael, is that your voice, falling to the ground, slowly covering the ground with white gauze.
Michael, this is not it. You live in our hears for good.
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