"I look at her like I'm looking at my daughter, so cute this child, shy and ready to let go. Tsk~It's so nice~"

Teacher Huang smacked his lips and sighed and said, "Life is so good, we must cherish life and love life." ”

"Have a drink, respect life!" Teacher He held the cup and said with a smile: "Teacher Huang can get the truth out of everything, and he can think of cherishing life when he sings a song." ”

"Respect for life. ”

Teacher Huang held the teacup and looked at everyone: "To be honest, I wasn't very enthusiastic when you came today, because I didn't know you well, so there was no need to talk nonsense with people I didn't know, and I wasn't so enthusiastic when you greeted me when I came back." ”

"It's annoying that a group of people are going to cook again, and I'm tired of the old man, and I'm annoyed by a group of people in the kitchen, of course you're all fine. After you went out, I was alone in the kitchen, and suddenly there was a familiar call at the door, who was there? I looked, the old wolf came, and we had known each other for many, many years. Jiong Jiong came in, and he said I see that you are happy! I said that is not it? When the old wolf comes, I feel comfortable, because I know him well, and I am willing to be with him. ”

Teacher Huang spoke, and everyone listened quietly.

Jiong Jiong said that he thought that the old wolf must have a friend like you and me. I just looked at Jiongjiong, and I thought that I had too many things to do and too much work together for more than 20 years. At that moment, I wanted to hold Jiongjiong in my arms, really. ”

What Mr. Huang said, others may not feel it, but Mr. He was deeply touched, his voice was a little choked, and he said emotionally: "The point is that he is cooking in the kitchen in the afternoon. ”

"Smoky me~" Mr. Huang refused to admit that he was indeed a little moved, and put on sunglasses to hide it!

Teacher He didn't refute, nodded and continued: "The smoke made him cry, and then I didn't dare to look at him." ”

After smoking a tissue on the table and wiping his moist eyes, Mr. Huang emphasized again: "Smoky." ”

"I didn't dare to look at him, I didn't dare to look. Teacher He picked up the teacup and covered it up: "I just said~ Drink a cup of tea, and I ran out after drinking." ”

"After all, it's time, and time will make you see everything clearly, and it will prove everything. Teacher Huang said with sunglasses.

"So time should be seen from a longer distance. ”

Teacher He drank a cup of tea, stopped the topic and said, "Everyone tells me what they were doing when they were forty years old?"

"Then I'll start with that. Teacher Huang raised his hand.

"Eh~ the youngest first. "Teacher Huang has gone to fifty, what is still forty? Teacher He hurriedly stopped it.

"I'm young, I'll start with that. ”

"Eh~Eh~ Sister say first, let my sister say first~" Teacher Huang, who was still deep just now, was also naughty at this time, which diluted the emotion that Teacher He was moved just now, and also made everyone smile.

"I think there should be a few plays worth doing!" Zhang Zifeng said after thinking about it seriously.

"When I'm forty?"

"If I were forty years old, and 'Longing for Life' was still there, I hope I could still make a fire or something. Peng Peng was also infected by the atmosphere just now, and he was very serious when he said this.

"How many years will it be when you are forty?" asked Mr. Huang, holding his guitar and looking at Peng Peng with sunglasses.

"Twenty years later. ”

"Then I'm definitely not here!" said Teacher Huang after a pause.

"Why aren't you here?" Mr. He didn't think about age at all, so he asked.

"Something wrong with me, twenty years later, I'm in my sixties and almost seventy, and I'll still work here?"

"Is there any variety show that can make the old man who is close to his sixtieth birthday work?" Mr. Huang's words not only made Mr. He laugh, but everyone laughed.

"It doesn't matter, if you're still there, you and Teacher He will lie in the yard to help me and Peng Peng take care of the children, and I will cook and work. ”

Ye Mingxuan said very seriously, think about it at that time, he and Peng Peng had wives and children, and it was no surprise that my sister should have formed her own family, and the guests who didn't come to the mushroom house were all a big family.

"What does Xiao Xuan want to do when he is forty years old?"

"Cook for you, in the mushroom house, I'm serious, as long as the show is still there, you are still there, I will cook for you, and I will cook for you whatever you want. ”

"Don't listen to what he says, he means that he doesn't cook for us until he is forty years old, and now he doesn't care if we are tired to death. Teacher Huang put down his guitar and looked at Ye Mingxuan's eyes with suspicion.

"Don't say that, Xiao Xuan, I still helped you a lot before. In fact, Teacher Huang and Teacher He can feel the sincere feelings in Ye Mingxuan's language, and he just wants to ease the atmosphere.

"Shiro Wanghei?"

"I hope my 40-year-old self is still singing, singing my own songs and making my own records. ”

"Then you don't have such worries, your brother wolf is still singing at the age of seventy~"

"you. The old wolf gently pushed Teacher He.

After chatting a few words, Mr. Huang said that he wanted to listen to the old wolf sing "The Phantom of the Opera", this song is of great significance to him, and he went to the Little Arena for the first time when he went to Hong Kong City.

"Forgotten, forgotten. The old wolf plucked his guitar casually.

"Brother Wolf, come to a song, I want to hear you sing, I'm your fan. The old wolf sat on the cartoon sofa given by Ouyang, and Ye Mingxuan sat at the feet of the old wolf, looking at the old wolf's faintly gray hair.

"Then come to a song, what to listen to?"

"Is it okay to travel?" The song "Journey" is not the work of the old wolf, but the old wolf covers the song of the music poet Pu Shu, Ye Mingxuan has heard it a few times.

"Leizi gave him the guitar. The old wolf nodded at Ye Mingxuan, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, that is, let him accompany.

"I dreamed of a child, crying in the garden by the roadside.

Yesterday flew away the beloved balloon, have you ever found it, please tell me about it.

After flying to that mountain in the far and far away, the old man tied it to the roof and waited for Daddy to take you to find it. ”

Everyone has a balloon in their heart, and when we grow up, the balloon flies away until it disappears, just like the dream of the past, and can never be found again.

When we are old, lying on the rocking chair and telling the children and grandchildren who are happy under our knees about the edges and corners of life ~ ideals?

"It's a journey, a journey called destiny.

We met by chance and then left, on this road of no return. ”

In the long journey of life, there are flat avenues, rugged mountain roads, gorgeous flowers and dense thorns.

"We passed through the mountains

We passed by the lake

We passed through the forest, we passed through the desert

Pass by people's castles and gardens

Passing through happiness, we passing through pain.

Passing by the warmth and tears of a woman.

Passing by the endless cold and loneliness of life. ”

(The original song is Pu Shu, and the author prefers the version of the old wolf.) "The Journey")