"Take away a fishing fire

Let him warm my eyes

Leave a true feeling

Let it be moored by the Maple Bridge

Helpless me

has alienated that emotion

It took many years to find out. ”

Teacher He walked in the front, he should be in a good mood, he sang the song Ye Mingxuan and the three of them had never heard it, and the melody was quite good, if he ignored the note.

"Brother, have you ever heard this song?"

"No, it's pretty good. It's a bit of the charm of the eighties and nineties, the melodies and lyrics are good, quite classic. ”

In terms of single melody, the oldies of the 90s were definitely the highest quality period of pop music, and the pop music after the millennium is going downhill.

"I know. ”

Zhang Zifeng raised his hand and said with a smile: "This song is still called the sound of the waves, it is very good. ”

"Yo, sister, you still know music, do you have any other adjectives besides good sound?"

"Anyway, it's better than you, I don't know such a good song. ”

The sound of the waves is still very popular, Ye Mingxuan doesn't know that he hasn't paid attention to the music scene before, Peng Peng has been active in the entertainment industry for so many years, and he has posted singles, so it's a little embarrassing not to know.

"Brother doesn't know, why don't you say brother?"

"Cut~"

"Mr. He sings quite well. ”

Ye Mingxuan, who separated and began to scold each other, followed behind Teacher Huang and heard more clearly.

"The moonset is always a thousand years of wind and frost

The sound of the waves is still not seen in the original night

You and me today

How to repeat yesterday's story

This old ticket

Can you board your passenger ship. ”

I didn't hear a paragraph in the middle, and it's already the chorus part when I hear it again, and I have to say that the melody of the old song is really good, the picture sense is also very strong, and the lyrics are very poetic.

The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping.

Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship.

Graceful and gentle, with a hint of sorrow, the old ferry tickets and passenger ships elevate the meaning of the song a lot, and also give people a hint of nostalgic beauty.

"How's it going?"

"Huh, convinced who?"

is analyzing the singing method and composition characteristics of the song that Mr. He sang just now, and Mr. He was confused by a question that Ye Mingxuan asked without a head.

"How's it like your song?"

Ye Mingxuan thought for a while, a little embarrassed, if "A Letter to the Family" is not as good as "The Sound of the Waves"? Ye Mingxuan disagreed, but if it was said that it was better than the sound of the waves, it was estimated that he would be scolded to death, and a mountain that did not respect his predecessors and was arrogant would definitely put on his back.

"This ~ is not comparable! It's not a type. ”

Ye Mingxuan's embarrassment made Mr. He wake up to the fact that he was really abrupt just now, and secretly scolded himself for being really obsessed with the ghost just now, fortunately it was not a live broadcast, if the live broadcast was seen by someone with a heart, I don't know what it could be misinterpreted!

"Listen to old songs!"

Ye Mingxuan nodded, and praised it sincerely: "It's really good, the lyrics are poetic, the composition is gentle and gentle, it's just that the voice of the person who sang just now is not good, probably followed the tune, there should be regrets, frustration and helplessness, you only sang nostalgia." ”

"I've also released records, am I so bad?"

Teacher He glanced at Ye Mingxuan dissatisfiedly, this kid didn't know how to compliment himself, it was so annoying to point out the shortcomings of others so bluntly.

Inadvertently turned around, the touch of white, standing proudly in the thousands of purples and thousands of reds, Teacher He's eyes instantly softened.

"Xiao Xuan, didn't you notice any special scenery when you went up and down the mountain?"

"Special? no, the only thing special is the wildflowers on the hillside here!"

Ye Mingxuan looked around, the lush trees, the bamboo in the distance, the cicadas one after another, the butterflies dancing, the wildflowers all over the mountain, every time he went up the mountain, he was the same as Mr. He, at the beginning, he was amazed by the beautiful natural environment here, and he saw more, so he was not so surprised.

"What kind of flower is that?

Teacher He pointed to the small white flowers blooming among the gorgeous flowers, and his eyes were surprisingly soft.

"Gardenias?"

Teacher He nodded and said with a smile, "Yes, Gardenia!"

"What's wrong, Mr. He?"

Seeing that Teacher He and Ye Mingxuan stopped, Peng Peng asked curiously.

Zhang Zifeng also stood up, but she didn't ask, she followed Teacher He's gaze, and guessed the reason after a little thought.

"One of the most popular songs on my only album is my favorite song. ”

This is a song I sang when I was thirty years old, fifteen years, and time flies too fast.

"I started making this album in '02, and it was released around this time in '04, "Gardenia Blossom" is dedicated to those students who are about to leave their alma mater, do you know what my favorite festival is?"

Mr. He took a nostalgic look at the wild gardenias, the white ones were crystal clear, and the white ones were indisputable, and the figure of the gardenias was firmly in his heart, and Mr. He said while walking.

"My favorite Teacher's Day is that I always felt like I should be a teacher. ”

"Teacher He used to teach foreign languages!"

Peng Peng interjected.

"Like Mr. Huang, I graduated and stayed in school to teach, when I graduated in 97, I was already the host of CCTV Children's Channel, and I also taught Arabic at my alma mater, teacher and host, both are the professions I love. ”

Just finished lyrical, when I arrived at the cornfield on the mountainside, looking at the piles of neat corn, Mr. He was stunned, and he didn't have time to sigh, it was unbelievable that he had done so much work in the morning.

"You're all done picking the corn?"

Ye Mingxuan shook his head, pointed to the girls who were resting on the side and said: "They helped, I can do so much work alone, the young ladies of our program group are more diligent than the other, and now there are not many girls who are still willing to do farm work, the audience in front of the TV, let me tell you a secret, most of them are single, if you are interested, please contact the phone number below the TV!"

"you, you're doing TV shopping?"

Teacher He was amused by Ye Mingxuan, and there was no one to sell the staff to the audience.

The girls on the side were already laughing.

"Kids, get to work!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his face turned across, and the corn was thrown all over the ground, piled up in piles, and Mr. He didn't know whether to transport the corn first or do something else first, and he didn't bring any tools for digging purple potatoes.

"Xiao Xuan, what should I do?

"Let's pluck the turnips first, call Mr. Huang, and come up and bring a shovel and a small hoe. ”

Radishes are the most tired, and the number is also the largest, Ye Mingxuan himself also ignored the radish, the corn was picked, the purple potato needed tools, there were few edamame, and the radish could be pulled with bare hands.

"Zi Feng, collect the edamame. ”

instructed his sister to do the easiest job, and Ye Mingxuan began to work hard.