The scene of the stage changed again, this time with high sandbags piled up on the stage, which looked like a trench.

Xu Chenghe met Yang Yang with another boy, and the three became comrades-in-arms.

Yang Yang took out a small bag wrapped in layers of cloth from his arms, opened it, and inside was a beautiful golden birch leaf.

He stared at the leaf for a long time, his eyes full of love and longing.

"Poplar, what are you doing?" his comrade-in-arms pushed the door in, and Yang Yang hid the leaves behind him in a panic.

"There's something hidden in the back, take it out and take a look. ”

"No, nothing, nothing. Yang Yang tried his best to argue.

Of course, the comrades-in-arms didn't believe it, and grabbed the birch leaves after a fight.

"Give it back to me. Yang Yang desperately tried his best to retrieve the leaves, and carefully placed them as if they were treasures.

He began to talk to his comrades about the pigeons, the unforgettable snow white in the golden memory, the beauty and purity of the pigeons, which made the comrades-in-arms fascinated.

The flames of war intensified, and the fighting became more and more fierce and frequent day by day.

Poplar hates war and longs for peace, but in order for more people to have peace, he has to pick up a steel gun and continue to fight.

At the end of every battle, he would take out the birch leaf and tell his two best friends about the beauty of the pigeons.

Until one day, Poplar was hit by a stray bullet and collapsed in a pool of blood.

"Ahh

"Poplar, Poplar, what's wrong with you?" Xu Chenghe clutched Yang Yang's hand tightly and shouted anxiously and heartache.

Yang Yang made it look like he was seriously injured, slowly took out the birch leaf that had been stained red with blood from his arms, handed it to Xu Chenghe tremblingly, and said with difficulty: "Help me tell the pigeon, I..." I love her. ”

"Topol..."

With the grief and cry of his comrades-in-arms, Yang Yang's arm fell, the music suddenly became heavy, and the lights slowly dimmed.

"Why did Yang Yang die? Isn't he the protagonist?"

"It's uncomfortable. ”

The audience in the audience talked a lot, and there was a faint guess about the plot behind it, and the mood became more uncomfortable.

The picture turns back to the birch forest again, and the poor pigeons are still stupidly guarding under the birch trees, stroking the two names they have carved, and looking forward to the day when their lover Poplar will appear in front of them.

But as the days passed, the leaves of the birch trees turned yellow and green, and green and yellow, but there was no news of the aspen.

The news of the victory in the war came back from the front, and the pigeon, too, finally waited for her lover.

"Topol, Topol, he sacrificed!"

Xu Chenghe handed over the neatly folded military uniform on his hand, on which were several meritorious medals and a dry and mottled birch leaf.

The music becomes sad and heavy, and the heroine collapses to the ground, heartbroken.

The audience also followed the heart, a pair of people who love each other so much, but they were separated by the war, and in the end, heaven and man were separated forever, which is really suffocating.

After that, although the aspen is gone, the heartbroken pigeons still come to this birch forest every day, waiting in a foolish manner under the tree engraved with their names, and whispering. It seems that she still believes that one day, her distant lover will return to marry her with victory and glory, just as agreed.

At this moment, the faint sound of sad music sounded. The stage is dark, and the lights are divided into two places, one shining on the pigeon, and the other shining on Yang Yang, who has reappeared.

"The quiet village is covered with white snow

Doves fly under a hazy sky

The birch tree is engraved with those two names

They swore to love each other for the rest of their lives

...”

Yang Yang opened his mouth and sang softly, and the snow began to fall on the stage, and the pigeons guarded from spring to winter, from Haoshou to Baitou.

The audience in the audience seemed to be watching a live version of the MV, the heroine's unswerving loyalty to love made the girls red-eyed, and with Yang Yang's singing, a faint sadness filled the audience.

"The sky is still overcast, and there are still pigeons flying

Who will prove the love and life of those who do not have a wooden monument

The snow was still falling, and the village was still peaceful

Young people disappear in the birch forest

...

The girl was already gray-haired

She often listened to him call from the pillow

Come on, dear, come to this birch forest

She muttered as she died

I'm here waiting for me in that birch forest."

The lights kept dimming and turning on, and the pictures of memories were repeated. The white-haired heroine was immersed in good memories and thoughts, and in the end, she slowly collapsed under the golden birch forest.

Seeing this, the soft-hearted girl has begun to secretly wipe her tears.

It's so touching.

The script of "White Birch Forest" is first-class both in terms of stage effects and the story itself.

It has both the love elements that ordinary students love, and the theme of opposing war and calling for peace, which makes the professors and leaders of the school also satisfied.

Moreover, the ending of "Birch Forest" is poignant and unsatisfactory, which takes it up another notch.

A famous person once said: Tragedy is eternal. Isn't it?

Yang Yang took a group of actors to the stage for a curtain call, and the audience applauded like a tide, which lasted for a long time, and there were a few bold confessions in the middle: "Yang Yang, we like you so much." ”

Yang Yang smiled, and he was also very happy in his heart. This is a small success. There is still a longer way to go.

Then he hurried down to change his clothes, because he had another show to go on stage.

"At this party, we are honored to invite the girls of the Peking Dance Academy to perform for us, ballet - "Twelve Princesses". ”

In the audience on the right side of the front row, twelve beautiful girls in skirts and veils stood up and slowly walked onto the stage.

Su Mo quietly followed behind her companions, they were here to watch the performance today, and they performed a dance by the way. She also saw Yang Yang just now, and his dazzling appearance on the stage made Su Mo feel unreachable.

Su Mo didn't know if Yang Yang would be able to recognize himself when he came to the stage later.

Probably not. The stage is so far away, and there are so many people.

She was a little expectant and a little resistant.

Yang Yang has already put on his makeup, and he is talking and laughing with the people around him while watching the performance backstage. The music sounded, and he saw twelve girls fly onto the stage like twelve proud white swans.

From this angle, he can clearly see the graceful body curves and beautiful side faces of the girls.

It's really worthy of learning dance, this figure is just good-looking. Yang Yang couldn't help but praise in his heart.

The snow-white lights poured down, and the girls stood on tiptoe, spinning and jumping gracefully on the stage. The ornate chiffon dress rose and fell slightly with their movements, like twelve snowflakes blooming in the dark night.

Pure, elegant.

The girls stretched out their smooth and slender arms and scattered one by one.

The beautiful dance continued, and the audience gradually began to notice that the girl in the middle was the most beautiful and danced the best.

Her delicate face and quiet temperament obviously don't fight for anything, but she naturally attracts everyone's attention.

Under the spotlight, she is like an elf and fairy dancing in the snowflakes, exuding an ethereal and ethereal temperament from top to bottom.

Of course, Yang Yang also noticed it, but unfortunately he could only see the girl's back in the background, and he couldn't see the face, which made him feel a little regretful, and he couldn't help but secretly look forward to the moment when the girl turned around.