A song, but just over halfway through, Jiang Duoduo in the living room was already in tears.

No one knew what the old man's mission was, and no one knew where these people were going, but everyone knew what the song was about.

It is bravery, inheritance, and mission......

It is the stubbornness that never compromises in the face of unknown distances!

This is the art of pulling the stars!

In ancient times, brave people, with the palm of their hands, they could determine the north and the south, know the distance and the near, and cross the ocean!

The Title Song Returns:

"Stepped on the coast

Two lines of footprints

The ship's side was held out

The pattern of the palm

What is it

Roasted bent keel

Put up the sail curtain

What is it

The waves were blowing

The oars were shaken

I always ask

Why you

And he raised his five fingers and looked

Keep your head up

Pull a ray of starlight

Holding hands

Take me across the ocean......"

The lyrics are slightly changed, and the main character has changed.

It was no longer the old man, but the immature boy.

He was on deck, with his hands outstretched and his fingers raised, pointing to the sky.

When his hands were stacked together, and they were not enough, he suddenly stiffened.

Because, there is no one in this world who stretches out his little finger and is above the palm of his hand.

He was silent for a moment, holding back tears, then moved his lower hand to the top of the other.

"Southern Lantern Bone Star, Ten Fingers and Half Flat Water!"

"To the south, continue to the south!"

The immature face has already taken on the heaviest burden.

Every night, he stared at the sky for a long time, staring at the stars in the sky.

Whose gaze is that?

"Non-stop

Waves in the distance

The wind blows

What memories look like

Stars hang

Pitch black sky

Who's that

Expectant gaze ......"

Finally one day......

"Southern Lantern Bone Star, Nine Fingers and Half Flat Water!"

"Grandpa, we're here!"

They moved everything from both ships to one of the ships.

And then chisel it down!

With a "poof", the sea water gushed out.

Everyone moved onto another ship and watched as it sank.

Then the boy pointed into the distance: "To the south, continue to the south!"

The camera rises, and in the distance, the land is faintly visible.

In front of the TV, Jiang Duoduo, who was watching the video, was a little puzzled.

Why, did they move everything to a ship, and then scuttle the ship? What was there on this ship? What secrets were they going to bury?

Could this be the old man's true mission?

They crossed the ocean, crossed life and death, just to sink the things on this ship into the deep sea forever, so that it would never see the light of day again?

What the hell is in there.

The picture turned again, and the people on the boat cheered, and the land was already in sight ahead!

They left the boats, stepped on the land, raised campfires on the coast, set up tents.

The boy walked to the shore and stretched out his hand to the sky.

"Oriental Vega, Eight Fingers Flat Water ......"

"Northern North Star, Five-Fingered and Half-Flat Water ......"

"Northern canopy star, three fingers and half flat water ......"

The boy bowed his head and placed a small wooden boat in his hand in the sea.

"Grandpa, the wind direction has changed, let this small wooden boat take you all the way to the north and send your soul back to your hometown......"

The waves came in waves, washing the shore and slowly carrying the small wooden boat into the distance.

Once upon a time, when he first set sail, the boy always looked south, wondering what was over there.

And now, he has reached the other side of the sea, but he is always gazing north, where he came.

Because, there are also people he cares about, people he misses.

Singing Again:

"So I

Turn and look away

Weaver Girl

Weave a plain dress

Pull Beidou

Scoop up the sacrificial wine

Canopy

Send you back to your hometown......"

At this moment, the lens is split in half.

On the left, there is the small wooden boat, which is constantly going north, north.

And the boy, however, turned and walked to the shore, to the south, to the south.

His figure slowly grew taller, and he grew into a teenager and a young man.

The back of a woman appeared next to him, and then it became a family of three......

Then his figure disappeared, leaving only his child, on his way.

His figure changed, generation after generation, tall, short, fat, thin, male, female......

On the other side, the boat was slowly changing.

It transformed into a small sailboat, then into a huge ship of fortune, into a larger treasure ship, into a steamer with iron sheets emitting black smoke, and then into a light, snow-white catamaran.

Zhong Jun!

On the bow of the Zhong Jun, Gu Xiaobai stared into the distance and sang softly.

Then, he stretched out his hand and looked up at the sky.

And the figure with the camera on his back also stretched out his hand to the sky.

In the sky, the stars are shining.

It's like thousands of years ago.

The starlight in the sky, wrapped around the fingertips.

"Raise your head

Pull a ray of starlight

Wrap around your fingertips

Imprinted on the chest......"

Gu Xiaobai's right hand slowly fell on his left chest, and then closed his eyes.

The picture went black.

A ray of starlight twinkles, intertwined into a few lines:

"The stars are linked by blood, where there is the ocean, there are our footprints. ”

"In 2020, we were reunited at sea. ”

In the living room, Jiang Duoduo was already crying silently.

This feeling is not sad.

It is a kind of melancholy that time is long and there are many regrets in the world, but you and I have nowhere to make up for it.

If the old man and the boy arrived on the other side.

If the old man and the boy one day hoist the sails and return to their hometown.

If all the regrets can be made up.

If, if......

Too many ifs, but only ifs.

There are thousands of causes and effects, but there is only one line, pointing in the right direction.

Like thousands of stars, they point in the only direction.

Where my heart goes.

This is Gu Xiaobai's song, this is "Holding the Stars", this is how every ancestor felt thousands of years ago, facing the unknown distance, facing life and death, and parting.

Is it the propaganda song of Gu Xiaobai's sea tour? Maybe.

But it has long gone beyond the realm of propaganda songs.

What exactly is it glorifying?

The unquenchable pursuit of the descendants of Yan and Huang?

Brave who won't be beaten by anything?

Or is it a bloodline that will never be severed, like a starlight-like connection?

After listening to this song, Jiang Duoduo understood.

Why Gu Xiaobai's first tour was in Southeast Asia.

But there is more she doesn't understand.

She wanted to hear it again, twice, ten times......

......

South China Sea, underwater.

Gu Xiaobai, who was dressed in plain clothes, sat quietly on the broken shipwreck.

Reaching out and gently stroking the mottled and decaying ship.

Raising his head, he looked at the dim light in the sky.

Zhongtu my friend, it's been a long time.

......

Semarang, a middle-aged man was introducing himself to Sister Shan: "Hello, hello, my surname is Ma, the horse with two horses, our Ma family, has been in Nanyang for many years......

......

Two thousand six hundred years ago, an old man stretched out his hand and held a ray of starlight in front of the stars.

Suddenly, he looked stunned, looked at the sky, and smiled slightly.