Seeing Zhao Han walk onto the stage, the students below stopped talking, quietly waiting for the song they were looking forward to.

Zhao Han appeared on the stage, set up the microphone, and then moved a chair, sat on the chair, and held the guitar.

Then Zhao Han opened the accompaniment tape, and a burst of light music instantly filled the entire auditorium.

Under the watchful eye, Zhao Han started singing.

"On the banyan tree by the pond

I know that I am screaming about summer

On a swing by the playground

Only butterflies stop on it

Teacher's chalk on the chalkboard

Still desperately chattering and writing

Waiting for the end of class, waiting for the end of school

Childhood waiting for the game"

With a "bang", everyone in the auditorium only felt that the picture was full of emotion. It felt as if I had returned to that time, the small pond, the banyan tree, the swing, and the teacher's class.

Feeling the familiar feeling, it was obviously cheerful music, but everyone's heart was full of sourness. Childhood can't be returned, and there are regrets in recall.

The teachers in the auditorium felt more deeply, they had been away from that time for decades unconsciously, and suddenly they heard it, and the feeling in their hearts was not familiar, but they felt a strange feeling, how many years, in the familiar years, it was also diluted by the long river of time. Before I knew it, my eyes were already wet.

Chen Chuan looked at Zhao Han on the stage with some relief, he was dissatisfied with this son-in-law, but since Zhao Han's comeback, he has been constantly surprised, "Singer", press conference, and the song for Meng Qingfeng's movie, and now this song. Chen Chuan was greatly surprised, he was shocked by Zhao Han's talent, and he was glad that he agreed to the marriage of the two.

Shen Yan was also very surprised, the song that Zhao Han wrote to Shen Baobao at the beginning shocked him a lot, but he didn't expect that today's feelings were deeper.

Chen Chuchu looked at the figure on the stage with a happy face, and remembered it deeply.

Shen Baobao also looked at Zhao Han with admiration.

Director Qian had already fallen into memories at this time.

Teacher Wang in the recording studio can be said to be a witness to Zhao Han's songs, Zhao Han recorded a lot of songs in front of him, sung, unsung, others have heard, others have not heard. He'd heard it all, but today he was touched again.

As for the old dean, his face was also full of relief, when he heard the prelude of this song, he knew that Zhao Han did not disappoint him, and when he heard this paragraph, the old dean was already satisfied, with this song, even if there was no such activity, it was enough.

……

"There's everything in the welfare society

It's just that you don't have half a dime in your pocket

Zhuge Shiro and the Devil's Party

Who grabbed the sword?

The girl in the next class

Why haven't you passed by my window yet?

Snacks in the mouth and caricatures in the hands

The childhood of the first love in my heart"

Zhao Han's singing continued, and there was another wave of memories, swept in, this paragraph is more feeling than the previous paragraph, when everyone went to school when they were young, there was always a welfare club in the school, and the things in the welfare club were deeply attracted to the young teenager at the beginning, but how many times because he had no money, he could only look at the door, and when he finally got rich, he rushed in but didn't know what to buy.

When I was a child, I didn't understand feelings, but I always had a lovely person in my little heart, and I didn't like it, it was just a good feeling, but it was this kind of good feeling that made this figure in my mind, and it was half a lifetime. Sometimes, I can't remember it anymore, but there is still a vague mark.

Everyone, quietly listening to this song that belongs to memory.

And Zhao Han also continued to sing about the past years.

"Always wait until before bedtime

Only then did I know that I had only done a little bit of homework

Always wait until after the exam

I didn't read the books I should have read

An inch of time is an inch of gold

The teacher said that it is difficult to buy an inch of time

Day after day, year after year

Lost childhood"

When I was a child, I was naughty and playful, and I didn't realize the importance of learning when I was a child, no one liked to write homework, and in order to play, I always had to write my homework until the next day when I went to school. Every time I take an exam, I have a sad face, I don't dare to tell my family about my results, I hide it, and I still have to be known in the end.

When I was a child, I was often taught by teachers that every inch of time is gold, and it is difficult to buy an inch of time, but who can really realize the power of time? It doesn't matter if you spend day after day, you know that it is too late to understand this sentence.

The time to give people memories and think is short, and Zhao Han's singing voice came again.

"No one knows why

The sun always goes down on the other side of the mountain

No one was able to tell me

Is there a god living in the mountain?

How many days always

A man faces the sky in a daze

It's just so curious, it's so fantastic

Such a lonely childhood"

The heart of a teenager is always full of curiosity, about the unknown, about the future life, about new things... But that is the most innocent time of a person's whole life, when people are white.

"Dragonflies flew in the sun

Patches of green rice paddies

Watercolor crayons and kaleidoscopes

I can't draw a rainbow on the horizon

When will I be like my senior classmates

There is a mature and grown face

Looking forward to the false, looking forward to tomorrow

Looking forward to growing up in childhood

Day after day, year after year

Looking forward to growing up in childhood"

When I was a child, my favorite thing in summer was to catch dragonflies in addition to bathing in the river. But I don't know when it started, the dragonflies gradually decreased, people didn't pay attention to them anymore, and those happy times couldn't go back.

Rainbow should be a thing that I was looking forward to very much when I was a child, colorful colors, corresponding to the colorful life of teenagers, but gradually disappeared.

Many familiar things are gone, life is gone, real life is gradually moving away from what it is in memory, and maybe one day, the memory will also disappear, and everything will disappear.

I don't know whether to be happy or sad.

The song is over, but everyone in the auditorium is still reluctant to wake up, and everyone knows that this may be the most careful and serious memory in this life, and there will be no future and no chance to do it again. At that time, this beauty may be buried in the earth with itself.

After singing "Childhood", Zhao Han sat on a chair and quietly looked at the students below without disturbing them.

Still, this calm was interrupted, by a round of enthusiastic applause,

And then there was the earth-shattering shout

"Zhao Han!Zhao Han!Childhood!"

"Next! Next!"

"One more song!"

……

Zhao Han's mood also rose a little, and Zhao Han stood up because of this warm expectation.

Nodding to the people around the stage, he shouted, "As you wish!"