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The piano is the main theme, and then there are strings, bass, and guitar sounds, which come out softly from the instruments one by one:

I always ask you for it but never say thank you

It wasn't until I grew up that I understood that it wasn't easy for you

Every time I leave, I always pretend to be relaxed

Smiled and said, go back, turn around and wet your eyes with tears

Qingbai's singing this time is obviously different from the past, before, Qingbai sang with a whiteboard mask covering his nose, only revealing his mouth and eyes, so that the singing will be a little worse in nasal resonance, and the breath is not very smooth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

But today, the openwork mask no longer affects his vocalization, and as soon as this song comes out, it is very soft and comfortable.

When the audience heard the lyrics of "Father", they immediately guessed that this was a song sung to their parents, always asking for it from you, without thanks, and taking it for granted, who would give it except their parents.

Therefore, with just a few simple sentences, the audience has a trace of emotion.

At this time, the drum kit enters the music, gently beating with the rhythm of the music, and the rhythm of the bang bang is immersive.

I want to hold your warm palms as before

But you are not by my side to carry the breeze to your well-being

Before Xi Qing performed this song, he had tried countless times, just to find the most sincere emotion.

This song, the original work is the old boys' group Wang Taili teacher, Wang Taili created this song because his father died of illness in the process of filming the old boy, and he deeply experienced the pain and regret of his son's filial piety and not being treated, before writing this song.

It can be said that it was after his father's death that he created such a work because of the collision of inspiration at that moment, and the influence of sincere emotions, and the singing itself has a strong sense of longing.

Xi Qing has been looking for that emotion countless times before, but he has never been able to do so.

Singing "Father" again today, bringing his father from home to the scene, he also wants to say his love to his father in person, and use his singing voice to convey this feeling.

Maybe I couldn't express it before, but I saw the father in the audience, his sideburns were slightly white, and the back he climbed on when he was a child was not as straight as it was back then, at this moment, his rickety body, his kind eyes were looking at him, and Xi Qing suddenly a tear slipped out of his eye in the next second:

Time slows down, don't let you get old anymore

I'm willing to use me to change your time to stay forever

The father carved for the sake of this family and did not succumb to fate;

He just wanted to bring happiness to his mother, himself and his dead sister, he tried his best to support this family, never said tired, he carried this family on his shoulders, but let himself age so fast, thinking of the sore spot, Xi Qing's feelings broke out again unprecedentedly:

Dad who will be strong in his life, what can I do for you

Let's take it with trivial concern

The green and white singing voice was full of torn emotion, as if the whole voice had been shattered, and it was no longer from the throat, but a cry from the heart.

The sound was like a powerful axe, breaking out the dawn in the night, that kind of power, that kind of shock, which no song can bring.

This song is sung to my father, it is sung to my father, and no one in the audience can help but miss their father and their family at this moment.

And after the white tears flowed down his face, he began to flow wantonly, Xi Qing admitted that he was excited, if it weren't for his strong grasp of songs, he would probably choke up and not be able to sing.

But that strong emotion, the desire to express a song for his parents, and the desire for his parents to cheer for their pride, supported him more and more, definitely, must be completed:

Thank you for everything you do to hold up our home with both hands

Always do everything you can to give me the best

Am I your pride, are you still worried about me?

The child you care about has grown up

Qingbai watched his parents sing, and the eyes met inadvertently, and his father Xi Gui chuckled in his heart, this look is so familiar.

He was a little panicked, looking at Qingbai, Xi Gui grabbed Wang Jinxiu's hand violently: "You said, didn't you say before, is it possible that this Qingbai is our son, then you, you are taking a good look, daughter-in-law." He, is he, is he, is he Xi Qing, our son? “

I want to hold your warm palms as before

But you are not by my side to carry the breeze to your well-being

Qingbai's eyes were hot, his gaze overlapped with his mother's gaze, and the tears in his eyes broke the embankment again, Wang Jinxiu didn't recognize his son, and said why was he still not here today, and he left again.

As soon as Qingbai appeared, the contour of his mask was revealed, and Wang Jinxiu felt like a son.

Now, his voice, his eyes, Wang Jinxiu is sure, he, he is our son, he is Xi Qing.

Xi Qing looked at her mother and father, and her voice returned to when she was a child, and she was happy under their knees, they were her biggest support and the person she loved the most.

But time flies, many years have passed, they are old, they are no longer the sky and the land they saw when they were children, they are slowly aging, and they can no longer be their own support.

Xi Qing almost roared, he prayed to God, don't, don't let them get old, don't let time go so fast.

Time slows down, don't let you get old anymore

I'm willing to use me to change your time to stay forever

Dad who will be strong in his life, what can I do for you

Let's take it with trivial concern

Thank you for everything you do to hold up our home with both hands

Always do everything you can to give me the best

Am I your pride, are you still worried about me?

The child you care about has grown up

After Wang Jinxiu confirmed, he nodded towards Xi Gui, he is, he is.

Xi Gui couldn't hold back any longer, looked at his tearful son, and listened to him ask, am I your pride, are you still worried about me?

Xi Gui finally stood up, and he said to Xi Qing on the stage: "Child, you are the pride of your father, I won't worry about you anymore, because you have grown up, really grown up." “

As he spoke, Xi Gui's tears slipped from his eyes.

And before the song ended, a father stood up and shouted for Qingbai, which made the on-site director hurry over, and Bian Xuejing also hurriedly supported Xi Gui and comforted him to sit down slowly.

At such a close distance, Xi Qing wanted to rush off the stage, wanted to hug his father, and wanted to say to the director, leave him alone, he is my father, and my song is sung to him.

But as a responsible and professional musician, he must complete this work in the sound of music, and only when he completes this work, his parents will be more proud.

Xi Qing's voice was lowered, and he slowly returned to the original era:

Time slows down, and it doesn't make you old anymore

I'm willing to use me to change your time to stay forever

Am I your pride, are you still worried about me?

The child you care about has grown up

Thanks for having you along the way

What does it matter if you don't reveal your face, you can't get the first place, what does it matter, now, a father makes Qingbai the absolute king.

A song sung to my father made the audience and friends at the scene and in front of the TV already burst into tears, and those who were holding back their tears suddenly stood up in Xi Gui and said: You are my pride, I am no longer worried about you, because you have grown up, and it will be difficult for thousands of families to be calm.

Children are the treasure of their parents, and their hearts and livers are not the love of their sons, and their parents are not the blessings of their children.

In this world, there is only one kind of love that is selfless, and that is the love of parents for their children.

Thinking of his father, mother, and looking at Qingbai's tear-stained face, no one can refuse to cry.

The voice echoed in the studio, in everyone's heart.