Although he couldn't understand the lyrics of Dong Confession, the gorgeously dressed and shining Dong Confession made this fourteen-year-old African-African child feel a glimmer of brilliance in his eyes, although the black-and-white TV set could not reflect all the brilliance of Dong Confession.

"The spring breeze is incomprehensible

Blow the heart of the teenager

Let the tears on yesterday's face

Dried with memory."

Laeri suddenly felt as if he understood the woman's singing on TV, and he suddenly felt a trace of wetness on his face, and couldn't help but reach out and touch it, and found that he was crying.

Unexpectedly, a song that Dong poured out today made Laeri cry unconsciously.

Laeri didn't cry before, not because he wasn't sad, but because his heart was dead, and Dong's singing voice was like a ray of sunshine, shining on Laeri's heart, making his dry heart begin to revive, making a sound that had not beaten for the first time in a long time.

"Look up and look for the wings of the sky

Migratory birds show its traces

Bringing famine in the distance, merciless war

Messages that still exist"

This time, not only Laeri, but the entire state of Afrigeria was plunged into deep mourning.

With tears in his eyes, Laeri looked out of the window, and as the song suggests, he also saw a few birds in mid-air, but these birds were not ordinary migratory birds, but the nightmare of Africa, the devil bird that brought disaster - the vulture.

Where there are vultures, there will be dead people, this is something that every child in Africa knows, and there are many times, vultures can even smell the death of a dying person from a long distance, and the vultures will come early, guarding around the dying person, knowing that people are dying slowly, and vultures are like death, and when they appear, they must bring death.

Laeri looked at the high-pitched vultures circling in the air outside, and shrunk into a ball.

"The snow is drifting in the Tianshan Mountains

Burn the heart of the teenager

Melts true feelings into musical notes

Pour out distant blessings"

Listening to Dong's affectionate singing, Laeri seemed to feel the warmth from afar, and slowly relaxed his body, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face, even if it was only a little bit.

"Sing your passion

Stretch out your hands

Let me embrace your dreams

Let me have your true face

Make our smiles

Full of youthful pride

A prayer of devotion for tomorrow"

When she got the song, she couldn't find that kind of full feeling, and one day, she suddenly saw a photo from last year's Pulitzer Prize for close-up photography, and the photo made her tremble.

In the photo, a naked, but skinny, huge black little girl, kneeling on the ground, as if her life was imminent, and what made people shudder was that not far from this little girl, a vulture almost the same size as this little girl was standing there, staring at her with a death-like gaze!

The Pulitzer Prize-winning close-up photograph is called "Hungry African", and it was last year's photograph that prompted the world to begin to confront the problems of African.

What's even more cruel is that the reporter who recorded this photo chose to commit suicide because he couldn't bear the huge psychological pressure.

Because after this photo was published, countless people questioned him why he didn't save the girl at that time, calling him a "cold-blooded animal".

And after the journalist committed suicide, another shocking news caused a sensation all over the world, because the child's father stood up and spoke, the so-called little girl was actually a boy, and the so-called dead child was not actually dead, and now the child has escaped the crisis of the Great Famine.

This fact silenced the whole world, and the people who accused the reporter at the beginning lost their voices, but no one stood up and said sorry to the reporter.

The journalist was criticized by the whole world for not helping the child, and even he himself did not witness the child's death, yet the whole world sentenced him to death.

On the suicide note left by the reporter, a sentence was written in trembling handwriting, "Really, really sorry for everyone, the pain of life far outweighs the joy." ”

The reporter's daughter was also interviewed a few days ago, and she said in a desperate voice, "I think Dad is actually the child who can't crawl, and the whole world is the vulture." ”

It was also through this photo and the reporter's misfortune that Dong Qianqing truly understood the power of this song, and finally found the soul of this song in practice again and again.

In today's singing, Dong poured affection as if he was in that desperate African, in front of him was the child lying on the ground and was too hungry to walk, and a huge vulture was watching him with vigilant eyes.

Dong poured love did not have any fear, with loving eyes looking at the powerless child struggling, she used her own singing voice, the hateful, cruel vulture tore to pieces, when the child slowly raised his head, seeing the clear eyes in the child's eyes, Dong poured affection felt extremely proud!

Yes, when Dong poured love into singing this song, her mood changed from sympathy, pity, to later excitement, to pride, using this song to awaken the world and awaken those numb hearts, this is what she should do to become a singer.

"Wow, Miss Dong's song is so amazing! I almost cry when I hear it!"

"Yes, I didn't expect Miss Dong to sing so strongly now!"

"It's full of pictures, do you remember that photo from last year?"

"Hungry Africa?"

"Yes, that photo gave me the creeps, but today's song swept away all the gloom in my heart!"

"Miss Dong is mighty!"

"Miss Dong is mighty!"

"Miss Dong is mighty!"

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Originally, there were still many people on the Internet arguing about whether Dong was qualified to participate in this concert, but as soon as this song came out, those who opposed it suddenly died down.

"Who can ignore their homeland

Leave behind the memories of childhood

Who can bear to look at the sorrow of yesterday?

Took away our smiles"

The people of Africana all had tears in their eyes, with smiles, and revered this female singer from China from the bottom of their hearts, because her singing voice sang directly to their hearts, like a big sister with infinite vision, sprinkling a ray of golden sunshine on their already somewhat dry hearts.

Smiles, yes, smiles, the kids of Afrikan, haven't smiled in years.

Years of war and drought have long made these children insensitive, and they have long forgotten the unique skills of human beings, that is, smiles, dull eyes, skinny bodies, huge heads, living a life where people are not like humans and ghosts, and maybe in their hearts, there is no hope for the future, as if they were born like this.

"Youth does not understand the red dust

Rouge was stained with ash

Let the tears that I haven't seen for a long time

Moisturized your countenance"

Yes, there is one thing missing on the faces of the children in Africa, that is, tears, because their tears have long since dried up, and if a person is so bitter that he doesn't even have tears, it is conceivable that his heart is dead.

Dong poured out a cry from afar, it shouldn't be like this, the world shouldn't be like this.

"Sing your passion

Stretch out your hands

Let me embrace your dreams

Let me have your true face

Let our smiles be filled with youthful pride

A prayer of devotion for tomorrow"

Not only Dong poured affection, but at this time, the audience also sang loudly along with her, and even the audience in front of the TV also hummed along with the music with tears on their faces.

Pei Yanzhi and Dong Chou in the background were shocked to watch Dong's affectionate performance on the screen.

Dong Zhou sighed in surprise and said, "I didn't expect Miss Dong to have such enthusiasm, this song is really suitable for her to perform, Yan Zhi, it is really discerning, and this song is well written!"

Pei Yanzhi bowed his head slightly and said, "I didn't expect Miss Dong to perform so perfectly, it seems that Miss Dong is really attentive!"

Dong Zhou said with a smile, "Next, it's up to the two of us!"

Pei Yanzhi smiled slightly and said, "The song I gave you is definitely not worse than this song, when the time comes, you don't want to be compared to Miss Dong!"

Dong Zhou laughed and said, "Hey, you kid, you still want to provoke me, you better be careful of yourself, today it is estimated that those European and American singers are coming for you!"

Pei Yanzhi shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently, "He is strong by him, the breeze blows the hills, he is crossed, the bright moon shines on the river, anyway, I am the last, the second strike, the better they sing, the better the foreshadowing for my appearance, since I gave you such a song, then my song will not be bad!"

Dong Zhou asked with some curiosity, "After listening to so many rehearsals, what is this song of yours, I seem to have heard some of the style of the former Soviet Union from it, do you have to sing a foreign language song?"

Pei Yanzhi shook his head and said, "How is that possible, on the stage of our Huaxia, how can I sing foreign songs, even if I want to sing, I will talk about it when I go to their land!"

Looking at Pei Yanzhi's mysterious appearance, Dong Chou also shook his head, but the curiosity in his heart became even stronger, Pei Yanzhi gave him and Dong each such a classic song, so what kind of song would he sing?