(Please open the song "Where Has the Time Gone" and tune it to the single loop mode first, the rabbit tries to substitute the lyrics as little as possible, and everyone listens and watches it themselves. ）

Suddenly, the audience was silent, there was no stirring prelude, no heavy drum beats, no exaggerated body language, no backing dance, a piano, a person, ten fingers roaming the black and white keys, and the gentle melody drifted through the air.

Han Mo's songs are never to win competitions, he sings for those who understand, for himself, and for every ordinary person.

At the end of the prelude, Han Mo's deep magnetic voice came out of the microphone.

"The old tree in front of the door grows new shoots

The dead trees in the courtyard bloomed again

Half survived a lot of words

Hidden in a ...... full of gray hair"

His mind flashed through his old memories of the past, when he was perverse and rebellious, feeling that his parents were backward in their thinking, and it was torturous to talk to them more, as long as he could leave home and go anywhere.

At this time, he suddenly discovered that his mother, who originally loved beauty the most, had to rely on dyeing her hair to cover her gray hair, and his originally tall and strong father even needed someone to support him when he squatted, and his parents, who had been teaching at school for half his life, now looked for reading glasses for a long time when reading a text message, stretched out his arms with his mobile phone, and smirked at the screen, just to see the photos and messages about his son's recent situation.

Every time he runs away from home after a quarrel, his mother will secretly call him for money, knowing that his son refuses to answer the phone, so he can only send a text message, "Son, the money is here, pay attention to your body, the money is not enough to tell your mother, your mother has money." When you have time to go home, don't blame him for your father's bad temper, it's not easy for you to be outside, eat whatever you want, don't grieve yourself. ”

But when Han Mo made a little money and bought her something casually, her mother always said, "Don't buy it next time, it's not easy for you to make money, don't spend money indiscriminately." ”

At that time, Han Mo didn't understand, and at this moment he could only say silently in his heart, why can you give me everything, but the little money I spent for you was all wasted.

Some things don't have to be understood until you're older, but some people don't necessarily wait until you grow up......

The scariest thing is never that your parents are nagging in your ears as soon as you get home, but that you pull your luggage and push open the door and shout loudly into the empty house, "Dad, Mom." But no one answered.

"Where has the time gone......"

Just like Han Mo at this moment, all he thought about was whether Xuanxuan was crying and laughing, happy or wronged, and tried everything she could just to make her life better. Comb her hair, dress her, button her, teach her to speak, tell her stories, take her hand and walk. These are the most ordinary things that Han Mo, who is a father, does, and his aging parents have done for him.

It's just that he once took all this for granted, and at this time he realized that those most trivial and ordinary things were the most passionate and sincere love in the world.

It turns out that your parents are the ones who you spend the least time and put the least effort in, but they love you the most.

"Where has the time gone......"

When I was a child, I was beaten by my mother when I did something wrong, I cried, and when I grew up, I did something wrong, how I wish I could be beaten by my mother again. When you are forty, fifty, or sixty years old, if you can still be beaten hard by your parents, what a happy thing it is.

When you choose a gift for your parents, what you always hear is that you don't want to buy this expensive one, and you don't like that expensive one, but they can take out their life savings just to get married, buy a house, and marry a daughter-in-law...... Is it to raise children to prevent old age? It's okay to have parents in the presence.

Han Mo poured all his emotions into this song, and a lot of truths were only understood after he became a father, although it was a little late, although his parents were old, but it was okay, fortunately, they were still there, and there was still a chance to make up for it.

The audience was silent, and only sobs could be faintly heard.

Lei Jia took off her glasses and pinched her eyebrows.

Shu Ya took the tissue handed by the staff.

Zhai Xu's eyes were red.

The comments on the micro-guest that are updated in real time are constantly scrolling.

"This song is good, it's just waste paper. ”

"When I was a child, when I bought something, I always deliberately raised the price when I went home, and now when I buy something and go home, I always deliberately say that the price is very low. When I was a child, I was wronged outside, and when I came home, I cried and told my mother, and now I have been wronged outside, and I still happily tell my mother when I go home, don't worry about me, it's good outside. When I was a child, I always thought about when I would be able to have a house of my own, and I never wanted to live with my parents again, but now I always think about buying a bigger house so that I can bring my parents to live there. ”

"If I could go back in time, I just want to go back to April 6, 2013, I would leave all my work and stay at home, stay by my father's side, and never allow him to go out, never go out, don't go anywhere, just stay at home. Dad, are you okay over there?"

"In the past, I always thought that my mother was slow to react and move slowly, and when we went out shopping together, I couldn't even see the price tag clearly, and I had to help me read it. Now I suddenly found out that it is not that she is slow, but that she is old, and she helped me buy clothes when I was a child, and I will help her buy them in the future. ”

"Such a fat grandmother, in the end such a small box can fit in. ”

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait. When parents can't remember things one day, can't answer the phone, and repeats all the old stories in a rambling manner, please don't blame them. Don't rush them when they can't hold their combs steadily, they can't button them, and their clothes get dirty when they eat, because you're growing up and they're getting older.

"Where has the time gone......"

“...... In the blink of an eye, only the wrinkles on his face remained. ”

The piano sound is soothing and long, the world is quiet, whether at the scene, in front of the computer, or in front of the TV, listening to the song and thinking about their own stories, the comments of netizens are still swiping the screen, but there are more people who do not comment, they don't want to, but they don't dare, some regrets can only be hidden in their hearts in the dead of night, silently crying.

Han Mo sang the last sentence, and his slender fingers continued to wander on the keys, and the sound of the piano gradually weakened until it disappeared, and the movement stopped in the air......

At that moment, the audience, whose hearts were stabbed fiercely, all stood up and applauded vigorously, not bothering to wipe away the tears from the corners of their eyes, and their hearts touched could not be calmed for a long time, and the applause continued.

The chief director did not arrange for the staff to maintain order, and he also applauded vigorously at this moment.

Han Mo got up and bowed deeply to the audience. Facing the camera again, he bowed.

Meng Si wiped the corners of his eyes, "This stinky boy is crying for me again." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone behind him sobbing loudly.

Meng Si glanced back, Xiao Pang was squatting in the corner and crying, he walked towards Xiao Pang, "Don't howl." ”

Pang Xie cried and said, "I haven't called my mother for a month, she is always afraid to call for fear of affecting my work, so I have time to call her, but I always forget, and it will drag on for a month." Xiao Pang wiped his tears vigorously.

Meng Si sighed, raised his leg lightly and gave Xiao Pang a kick, "Cry, cry, you know how to cry, don't call now, what are you waiting for." ”

"Eun, I'll fight now. Little Pang Xie hugged the phone and ran deeper into the corridor.

Looking at Xiao Pang's back running away, Meng Si smiled, then sighed softly and lowered his eyes, "I don't know how my parents are doing over there." The corners of my eyes that had just been wiped moistened again.

PS: Every time the rabbit goes home my dad goes to the station to pick me up, the old building where the family lives has no elevator, the 24-inch big suitcase, my dad has no difficulty on his shoulders, four years have passed in college, in my impression my dad has been so mighty, until I went home not long ago, my dad still carried the suitcase, only halfway up, he stopped, and then said, "You go first, I'll rest." The rabbit laughed at his father, "You lack exercise anymore, you didn't have to work hard before, and now you have to rest." Dad said half-jokingly, "You still treat your dad as a guy." "Where has the time gone, time has slipped away between my fingers, from every festival I missed because I was too troublesome to work in the field and didn't want to go home, every time I forgot to make a phone call because I was busy with work, and every time I slipped away from my parents because of trivial things......