许巍,一个理想至上的歌者,一个行吟诗人,在他的生命里,从来不相信宿命,他只是默默地坚守着自己内心的那份理想,玩味着尘世的孤独与无奈。一个寂寥的黄昏,我一遍又一遍地聆听许巍的专辑,他的歌声暗哑、沧桑,充满了落寞、孤苦与无助。我的灵魂为之颤栗,我的心绪随之摇曳,感动的泪水如泉涌出,犹如在倾听一个失意的知己在倾诉苦衷。他的歌声有着黑夜的颜色和金属的尖锐,能够穿透重重阻隔,直 Xu Hao, an idealistic supreme singer, and a deaf poet, never believed in fate in his life. He merely silently adhered to his own inner ideals and played with earthly loneliness and frustration. On a lonely evening, I listened to Xu Xi’s album over and over. His voice was dull and vicissitudes. It was full of desolate, lonely and helpless. My soul is trembling, my mood is swaying, and the moving tears are springing out as if I was listening to a frustrated confidant. His singing voice has dark colors and sharp metal, which can penetrate through and block straight.