In recent years, I don't know if anyone has watched the drama in my hometown, perhaps in today's rapid development of society, people would rather hold their mobile phones to play entertainment than brave the scorching sun and walk long distances in order to watch a play. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoIn a few days, there will be a temple fair on the Dragon King Temple in my hometown, which excerpt will be sung at this year's temple fair?

People always like to join in the fun when they are young, and my parents are no exception, they add a lot of fun to my childhood, although it is not something I want to do, but every time my mother wants to take me and my brother to the theater, I am happy and excited, and once when I was in school class, my mother came to me and my brother and me, and I ran to my mother, thinking that my mother was going to give me something to eat. Unexpectedly, my mother told me that she was going to take us to the theater, and I thought to myself, this is good, I can finally go to play, so I happily jumped on the spot. When my mother was talking about this, she added another thing to it. The main thing is to go to see my uncle's play, which makes watching the play more of a special significance, and my curiosity has also increased a lot, and I can't wait to fly to the temple fair immediately to see what my uncle's play is like.

My uncle was an actor in our township Qin Dialect Repertoire Troupe at that time, and I had long heard that my uncle's drama could be sung. Here I have to express a personal opinion again, people, if they do what they like, most of them can be recognized by others. As far as I know, singing is my uncle's passion, and now my uncle sometimes has to shout twice while working.

On that day, there were a lot of people in the village who went to the theater together, and activities like watching a theater were usually organized in groups. A group of adults led their own children, and the group of children was very innocent, and some of them were pulled out of the classroom without even knowing what the play was, and some of them were probably still napping! A group of them crossed the stream and climbed the hillside under the scorching sun, sweat rolling on their foreheads, and the children were full of interest and energy, and they kept walking in front of the adults. Every time I pass through a village, it's like I'm going to pass through another country, and I feel a novelty.

After a few hours of climbing over the mountains, we saw the temple fair in the distance from the top of the mountain, with colorful flags fluttering on the temple and the actors' lines coming from the loudspeakers. We saw hope, although we were already very tired, but we felt more energetic in our two calves, and we came to the temple fair after a while. The temple fair was crowded with people, people from all over the world came in and out of this limited venue, children blew loud whistles around the venue, and old men wore their own round glasses, sitting on the bench and watching every move on the stage in the distance. I took the soda that my mother had just bought for me and approached the main hall of the temple, and from afar I saw that there were several "immortals" sitting in the temple, with kind expressions, but I didn't dare to look closely; I was afraid of getting lost, so I pulled my younger brother to my mother's side, I asked my mother which uncle was, my mother glanced at the stage, and my mother did not make a sound for a while, I should be looking for my uncle's figure. I could only see a few people in costumes running around on stage, sometimes wielding knives and guns, and then crying bitterly. My mother suddenly bowed her head and said to us, "Look, your uncle is coming out now!" Because the distance is too far, we can't see very clearly, my brother and I held hands and squeezed into the crowd, we ran to the bottom of the stage, and saw a big flower face on the stage squeezing his eyebrows, pretending to be very treacherous. I'm not sure that this big face is my uncle, but since my mother said that he is an uncle, I think he must be an uncle. My younger brother and I looked attentive as we watched my uncle fight against the Yang generals on the battlefield filled with gunpowder. That's right, that play should be "Golden Beach".

After my uncle's play, my mother took us to find my uncle, but at that time, we didn't have a mobile phone, so we couldn't call my uncle, so we had to go behind the scenes to find them one by one. The uncle we saw had already removed his makeup, he smiled and hugged us, and then he brought us two bowls of rice on the stove, and my brother and I were embarrassed to eat, but at my uncle's request, we had to finish the meal. My uncle has always been very fond of us, and I will never forget that. is just a nephew, and he has never been able to honor his uncle.

The play is sung from noon to night, as if there is a night play at night. But we had a long way to go, and we had to get away from the excitement and walk home. On the way home, a group of us children were going to blow it, and we were going to move my uncle out to blow it, but when I thought about it, how could children be so immodest! So I walked silently at the back of the crowd.

Time can change everything, my uncle has long stopped singing, it's not that he doesn't love it, there may be more reasons. We have also become adults, and our parents are naturally much older, and they don't want to go anywhere anymore, and where we are, is where they want to go. At this year's temple fair, is there also a group of children who follow the adults to go to the play? Maybe there is also a child's uncle who is an actor, but the repertoire sung by that uncle is: "Zhou Ren Returns Home"!