It was the first word that was spoken, and an inexplicable sadness struck instantly, sweeping across the scene like a violent wind.

The wind wrapped the indescribable, deep, and sad sourness, and finally turned into two words—"Mom." ”

When the boy opened his eyes, it was dark outside, but the lights were bright, and between the light and the darkness, the boy continued to sing.

Unlike the clean and crisp voice before, the young man's voice is hoarse and sad now.

"Mom, dear Mommy. ”

"Mom, dear Mommy. ”

……

"I want to give you some of my power. ”

"I want to give you a relaxed heart. ”

……

On the stage, the boy stood alone, singing and shouting.

The gorgeous lights hit him, and there was no magnificent and huge band accompaniment, just the melody of the piano, and the occasional sad flute appeared, little by little.

At some point, the young man standing on the stage had red eyes, but he didn't cry.

His voice was still depressed, still sad, still hoarse, and it seemed that it was difficult to spit out those two words.

There are no flashy skills, just singing sadly, just a child calling out to his mother.

There is such a woman in this world, called her mother, who wants to give her some strength, wants to give her a relaxed heart, and it is this opening that the sadness rises sharply, like a hurricane, and everyone on the scene is swept in.

The wind was cold, cold, and painful.

"Mommy, Mommy......"

"Wake me up when you go. ”

"Mom, if you don't want to see your child sad in the early morning. ”

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Can you wake me up when you can go, don't leave me alone.

I don't remember exactly when I left, but I'm still sad and why I was left behind.

Mom, can you wake me up when you're gone?

……

"I don't want to be silent in the winter without leaves. ”

"There is no car in this world that can take me away from my sorrows. ”

……

The sad voice, the young man sang sadly, his eyes were red, but the tears never fell.

Every cry of heartbreak seemed to pierce the heart.

But in this sad world, the boy can't stay away, can't leave.

So—

……

"Take me away. ”

"We went to heaven or earth and waited for Daddy. ”

……

"Take me away. ”

"I believe that there is a home in heaven or on earth that will never be separated. ”

……

Why are there such lyrics, why are there such sad lyrics.

Why are you crying, why is it uncomfortable?

Because of heartache.

Under the stage, the audience in front of the TV listened to the young man singing with red eyes, and felt that something was growing in his heart, and the moment he grew out, it was really painful.

With blood and pain, the buds that grew out were like the boy, lonely on that stage.

In the camera, the scene of cheering and shouting fell into the sad and hoarse voice of the young man.

The huge stadium, the final scene, quieted down, the audience at the scene quieted down, different from the previous contestants' high-pitched voice, enthusiastic and unrestrained, cheerful as a flower, now the teenager is just telling.

It's just talking to the woman, telling it in a sad voice, because the woman is not there, the woman has long since left.

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In front of the TV, the dormitory aunt covered her mouth and tried not to cry, but her face was already full of tears, crying heartache, just looking at the singing in the camera, the calling teenager crying.

Tears flowed like that.

Wake him up and take him away!

Can you give the child a car away from grief and take him away?

……

The young people who live online were silent while the leaves had not yet fallen, tears rolling in their eyes.

Then the young man wiped away the tears that had not fallen, and listened quietly.

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In front of the TV, the girl leaned on her mother, then stretched out her hand and hugged her mother tightly, her face full of tears, and buried her head in her mother's arm, and the tears soaked her clothes.

The woman wiped her tears and touched the girl's head.

Continue to listen quietly to the teenager's singing, and continue to cry quietly.

……

The live video broadcast of the dormitory, the fat girl who was still laughing with her roommate in the last second stopped talking, and looked at the teenager who was in the live video broadcast in a daze, and suddenly felt a heartache for some reason.

The feeling made her feel bad, and then the snacks and fries in her hand were put down at some point.

Just sit there quietly and listen to the teenager sing.

The other girls looked at the boy and did not speak, but stood like that, motionless.

It's like dead.

But when he died, tears flowed.

……

"Mommy, Mommy......"

"Wake me up when you go. ”

"Mom, if you don't want to see your child sad in the early morning. ”

……

What a sad voice it was, and just listening to it pierced my heart.

What kind of experience can sing such a sad song.

The young man's words seemed to be unwilling, like a kind of sadness and anger, and he didn't want the woman to leave, and he didn't want to admit that the woman left.

But the woman just really left.

……

"I don't want to be silent in the winter without leaves. ”

"There is no car in this world that can take me away from my sorrows. ”

……

Is it okay not to leave while the teenager is asleep?

Can you take the teenager away?

Can you wake up the boy when you leave?

Is it okay not to make the teenager sad in the early morning?

He didn't want to be silent in the winter without leaves, but every time he was silent.

Silently looking out the window, silently looking at the other side of the road.

Wait, wait, wait, wait......

From the winter leaves to the morning dew, I have been waiting like that, wanting to leave, wanting to be taken away.

Waiting for a woman to appear.

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The sad piano accompaniment is still there, and sometimes the sad flute sound is like crying, so deep and sad, the audience or the audience listens quietly to this sad song, and listens to the young man calling out to the woman, crying and listening, and listening all the time.

The heartache was not because of the teenagers, but because of themselves, each of them shining with tears and alone.

Loneliness is because no one will know, who will not be in pain, who will not cry, and who will not be uncomfortable. Because no one could have imagined what a delicate and fragile heart was hidden under the appearance of self-righteousness.

That's real heartache.

On the stage, there was only the voice of the teenager Bao Eleven singing, every sound was heartbreak, every sound was despair, like a hammer smashing into everyone's heart.

Smashing, knocking, and hurting!

"Mother, dear mother......"

……

"Mommy, Mommy......"

Heart-rending screams, lung-splitting pain, one by one, they shouted hoarsely, shouting......