The fragrant slate snake meat made everyone in the survival family eat it, not only delicious but also sufficient!

This can be regarded as a taste for them on the second day of the desert island.

For the remaining part of the snake meat, Guo Bin suggested that he find a way to hide it first and keep it for tomorrow to eat.

After discussing with each other, they finally decided to hang vines on the trunk of a tree dozens of meters away from the camp, and prepared to save it for the next day to eat.

The night on the desert island is long, and after eating enough, in the free time, a group of people sit around the fire, seemingly doing a little idle.

"Hey, big brothers and sisters, I have a proposal, do you want to hear it?" Wang Tianle said urgently.

Many people are aware of the fact that they are a little sleepy around the fire because they are full, and it is very easy for those who are full to want to sleep, but because it is still early, no one wants to go to bed now.

"If you have any ideas, hurry up and talk about it, it's boring right now anyway..."Yu Jiahao said.

Wang Tian Lele smiled and said, "I'm full for dinner, and everyone hasn't slept now anyway, are we going to do something to play?"

Don't really say it, as soon as Wang Tianle said this, everyone showed a look of interest.

"How?"

Wang Tianle patiently explained, "It's also a kind of fate for everyone to come to this desert island together, and everyone should not hide it, take out what you know, and let the big guy open their eyes, what do you think?"

"This is a good idea, entertain everyone and be happy..."Guo Bin said with a smile.

"That's good..."Guo Bin looked at Wang Tianle with a smile, "This idea was proposed by you, why don't you start with you first?"

"No, no, no..."

Wang Tianle waved his hand and looked at the others, "I can't, I can't, I'm just a person who makes proposals, I think Brother Hao can try it! After all, it's our Panda's entertainment anchor, there must be a lot, right?"

As soon as these words came out, don't really say it! Everyone felt that there was some truth, and their eyes looked at Yu Jiahao in unison.

"Hehe..."Yu Jiahao's face was full of confidence, "Tian Le is not wrong in what he said, but I think our great hero today, Fang Xiaotian." It should be a little more than I will, why don't you let him come first?"

Yu Jiahao didn't think that Fang Xiaotian had any attainments in talent, so he desperately wanted to see Fang Xiaotian make a fool of himself...

"Fang Xiaotian, what do you say?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I want to hear someone sing..."

The women followed and coaxed, the privilege of women, coquettishness, and it was used very well at this time.

Yu Jiahao very consciously handed a thick firewood stick with a microphone to Fang Xiaotian, "What do you say, you won't be as thin-skinned as Tian Le, right?"

As soon as this remark came out, it was obviously a bit of a duck on the shelf, but Yu Jiahao's hand was just right, and it would not be too disgusting. And the sailors in the live broadcast room also have their own opinions...

"In my opinion, Fang Xiaotian's diving, courage, and cooking skills are not bad in all aspects, singing or something, but not necessarily..."

"What are you talking about? People are already so good, do you still want people to be in heaven? Day by day, you know how to do things..."

"Why do I think, this Yu Jiahao is really getting more and more disgusting?

"I can't say that, Fang Xiaotian's exit rate in this show is so high, and the anchors cultivated by Panda's own platform have suppressed the limelight, and it's very normal for people to come to find fault!"

"Yu Jiahao is jealous! Jealous of my brother Fang's handsomeness! Jealous that Brother Fang is better than him, this kind of person is a green tea, disgusting..."

"Captured alive again, Brother Fang's little fan sister..."

…

Fang Xiaotian is not stupid, Yu Jiahao's behavior that obviously has some purpose can be seen by anyone with a little brain. It's just that his hand is really playing with dripping water, if he has stage fright now, only he is ugly...

At this time, Fang Xiaotian took the wooden stick in Yu Jiahao's hand, "Okay, then I'll sing a "Prose Poem Written by Father", if the singing is not good, I hope everyone will not be surprised..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes looked at him, and it seemed that they were really looking forward to it.

Fang Xiaotian cleared his throat, held a wooden stick in his hand, and began to hum softly:

The 1984 crop was not yet harvested

My son was sleeping so sweetly in my arms

I didn't have time to watch tonight's open-air movie

My wife reminded me to fix the pedals of the sewing machine

Tomorrow I'm going to my neighbor's house to borrow some more money

The child cried all day and asked for cookies

The blue polyester shirt drilled into my heart in pain

Squatting on the edge of the pond gave himself two punches

These are the words from my father's diary

This is a prose poem left behind by his youth

Decades later, I watched as tears flowed

But my father was as old as a shadow

The 1994 crops had already been harvested

My old mother passed away last year

The son ran into the school in a white shirt

But he's lost a lot of weight lately

Think about the future, I'll be a pile of old paper money

At that time, the son was already a real man

There was a lovely girl who made a home with him

I hope they don't live so hard

These are the words from my father's diary

It was left behind by his life

Prose poems that remained

Decades later, I watched as tears flowed

But my father was as old as an old newspaper

Old newspapers

The story above is a lifetime...

After singing the song, everyone looked at Fang Xiaotian in a daze at this time, still intoxicated by the artistic conception that the song wanted to express, and refused to wake up.

But in the live broadcast room, the pot has exploded...

"Brother Fang, you bastard! You've made me cry..."

"'Prose Poems Written by Father?' Why haven't I even heard it?

"Let's talk about it, where can I find the resources for this song?

"After listening to Brother Fang's song, I couldn't stop crying, Dad, I miss you!"

"This song, in the ordinary lyrics, has the father's helplessness to life and the debt to the child, good song!

"No, let me cry a little longer..."

…

There are no bells and whistles, no too much language ridicule, only the most real person in the song, father!

"Prose Poems Written by Father", in the original world, was sung by Li Jian in the 2017 HN Satellite TV "Singer" program, the purpose is to find the memory of his father!

After singing the song, Fang Xiaotian shook his head, and there was a trace of bitterness at the corner of his mouth. Crossing into this world, it means that he can't go back to the original world for the time being, let alone hoping to see his parents who are over 50 years old...

When he listened to this song for the first time before, Fang Xiaotian didn't particularly like it, but after continuous single cycles, he found that this song's feelings for his father are indeed unique...