混世贵无名

圈名含光君/须末寒。和魔道没关系。
高中很忙,尽量高产。
洁癖晚期,墙头多。

含光混世贵无名,何用孤高比云月。

《GLEEMAN》--Street Artist
BGM:sleepyhead
他抱着吉他,站在维也纳的街头。

他仿佛中世纪传说的吟游诗人那样。街那边微凉的风穿过古建筑,卷起他稍长的凌乱发尖。

他的声音伴随琴音。独特的,带着些许沙哑的低音有魔力似的,像拨动了大提琴的一根弦,那琴弦还在微微颤动。
不同于少年人的清脆,他的嗓音似经过沧桑,慵懒而悠扬。仿佛酒庄里陈年酿的美酒,醇厚迷人。

古老的,象牙白里掺着岁月的灰的雕像下,他用修长的双指夹住拨片,拨动和弦。
吟唱着一样古老的童谣。
Him,
holding his guitar,
on the street of Viena.

Him, looks just like one of those bard described in legends of the middle age.

The freshing wind gently blows through the old buildings, gently flicks the tips of his messy, slightly long hair.

His voice, followed by the guitar. The slightly deep and husky sound, fantasy you shall say, like a note on an old cello, with the string still vibrating.
Unlike other teens, with a light and naive tone, his voice is filled with stories, a bit of idleness with a bit of melodious. It can only be described as the finest wine brewed and as if it had been preserved for a long time, as if the mellow sound will soften your heart.

Under the old statue, ivory white blended with some aged grey, his slender and slim fingers, almost magically, holds the pick.
He plays the chords, and sings the same old folk songs as if he is telling the old folk tales that is never told by others.

谢谢我的小伙伴的翻译,他真的辛苦了!他没有lof,提一下❤
之后会有玄策@罗川 

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