Chapter Seventy-Eight, The Power of Moving (Ask for Collection)
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Am I your pride?
Still worried about me?
That cry from the deepest part of the heart. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The kind of voice that shouts with affection and not with a voice.
I thought that I couldn't complete Mr. Wang Taili's grasp of the song, that I couldn't enter the strongest perception of this music, and that I would make this song lose his glory.
But Qingbai did it.
Xi Qing did it.
Singing sings to make me cry, I sing myself so moved that I almost choked up, this is definitely the first time.
Even the original version of Mr. Wang Taili, compared with his own interpretation of the father, lacks a warm true feeling and expression of gratitude.
The kind of deep melody and full of emotion brought in everyone.
Simple, with a simple and unpretentious lyrics, it tells the children's deep thoughts about their parents.
This song not only gave the audience on and off the stage, but also reminded countless netizens and friends of the Internet, and once again stirred up the Internet.
And the people who were still questioning Qingbai before were slapped in the face at this moment.
Did you hear it, Qingbai's father is his masterpiece again, such a touching song, such a song that can evoke the collective memory of the public, which of you can make it?
You still say that Qingbai is not talented, so are you talented? Your eyes are really ****.
If there is any omission in this song, it is not as classic as this, these people will find an excuse to fight back, but now the network is unusually clean.
The trolls collectively shut up.
Such a father, they were all moved, this Qingbai is indeed a genius, a genius musician.
An old boy song expresses the feedback and gratitude of hundreds of millions of children to their parents for their deep and deep love.
What reason is there not to like such a song.
Han Hongbao at the scene knew Qingbai from a few ballads, to Nanshannan, the hills were completely conquered by Qingbai, and then the old boy is now the father.
Qingbai's song can be said to be a song that surpasses the other.
When Hu Yanbin sang in front, Han Hong felt that Hu Yanbin's hill was simply a destruction of the original song.
Now, after listening to Qingbai's interpretation of his father, he feels even more that every song of Qingbai has his unique taste and musical expression.
The song of the hill itself is a majestic song, accumulating strength and bursting energy in silence, and it emphasizes the feeling of thunder on the ground.
But Hu Yanbin's songs are calm in the noise, and they don't have the amazement of the former at all.
In this impetuous world, there are too many songs like Hills adapted by Hu Yanbin, not only do they not have the vicissitudes of life and restraint of the original, but what is more fatal is that the Hills are sung by Hu Yanbin like this, and the low-key lyrics of the lyrics, with the publicity and dancing of the singing, are simply a terrible work.
"Which do you think Hu Yanbin's hills or the green and white ones are better?"
Han Hong has always dared to speak, she suppressed her emotions just now, and now after listening to the song, she exploded.
As soon as he said it, Wu Qixian said directly: "Compared to Hu Yanbin's, I still like Qingbai." ”
Duck Duck said: "No matter how the song "Hills" is adapted, I think it is more flavorful than the Qingbai version. Singing in the tone of an elder's admonition, it is low-key but full of charm. ”
Han Hong said: "I don't comment much about Hu Yanbin's hills, I just want to say a few words to Qingbai." “
"I always thought that in China's newcomer world, there was no music leader who could carry the crown, but the emergence of Qingbai made me see this possibility. Blue and white, good job. Whether it's your hills, or this father, it's a classic. Today's vote, I don't care what Aunt Huang sings in the back, I support you as a child. ”
Han Hongbao stood up after speaking, and she gave a thumbs up to Qingbai.
Several of the other judges followed suit.
Dai Jun still had tears on his face, and he said: "Thank you Qingbai, this father reminded me of my father again at that moment." Through this song of Qingbai, we call on the majority of children to be filial piety in time, thank you, thank you Qingbai. ”
"With the song Qingbai, I also want to tell you my story."
Dai Jun's eyes were red, and he said: "My father is an ordinary steelworker, and I once went to the unit with him to see the molten steel baked. Dozens of meters high furnace door, hundreds of degrees of high temperature, the furnace door wide open, the fiery red molten steel like a burning waterfall, flying straight down. My dad was standing there in a hazmat suit, and I thought he was cool. ”
"However, he wasn't really cool, and working in that environment, he was sick. First he had nephritis, then hepatitis, and many times, he was on sick leave at home with a six-fold salary. “
"My father is a very quiet person, and the images I remember the most are when he was repairing bicycles, picking vegetables, dismantling factory gloves into yarn, and asking my mother to make autumn clothes and pants for us."
"I don't know how long it lasted, and then, I remember one day, my father was riding his 28-inch Phoenix bike, and I sat behind him with my bag on my back and hugged his waist to school."
"At about 6 o'clock in the summer morning, about a kilometer away from the station, the car's tires went flat. I jumped out of the back seat and ran to the station, complaining as I ran. My father chased after me with a cart. “
"We rushed to the bus station on our feet. At that time, it was a 20-minute bus, and there was a bus coming in, so I jumped on it quickly, and the door was right behind me, and it closed perfectly. I saw my father talking to me on the platform, but I couldn't hear anything, and the car drove away. “
"I lowered my head and went to get the money to buy a ticket, this is the bow...... It turned out to be a lifetime. “
"My father died of a cerebral hemorrhage the next afternoon, and when he left, he was very peaceful, his face was like gold paper, and he did not leave a word."
Speaking of this, Dai Jun choked up.
The tears could not be held back.
And the other judges, who were still strong before, heard this, and thought of their deceased relatives, and tears did not precipitate a moment of tears.
"So, I regret very much the complaint I had against my father that day, and I regret how I was so ignorant at that time. A father's love is silent, unpretentious, like a mountain. Sometimes we don't feel that love, but that love is always in his heart. “
"Always by our side."
"I say this because this father has given us this kind of silent but majestic love. I also want to use the song Qingbai to tell everyone that we must be filial piety in time and be kind to our parents. At the same time, I am also very grateful to Qingbai for creating such a song that moved me. “
"I also believe that this is the best song for parents in the world. Thank you. ”
Dai Jun said, the music teacher on the scene, this will broadcast the green and white "Father" again, time slows down, don't let you get old anymore
I'm willing to use me to change your time to stay forever
The fit of the music, coupled with the story of Dai Jun, the tears that the audience still hung on their faces were not dry, and they ushered in a wetness again.
This song was played on the spot, and the lyrics felt again, every word was full of grain, and it fully impacted people's hearts.
Like a small grenade ball, it makes everyone's hearts pump.
Liu Tao was fortunate that she didn't listen to this song in the Qingbai room just now, and her makeup had already been spent. Her chest trembled to the rhythm of the music, and her beautiful eyes were already full of tears.
Qingbai, your songs are so beautiful, having a musician like you in the music industry is a blessing for everyone's ears, the heart of a girl in her thirties is back again, she can't believe it, she has begun to have some fantasies about Qingbai, if I am a few years younger, if I am not married, I will pursue this kid.
"Come on."
Liu Tao got up in the audience, and the camera cut to her, and her appearance of cheering for Qingbai with her pink fist was projected in front of the audience in front of the TV at a moment.
But such a big beauty, such a first-line movie star didn't let the audience's mind come back, they shrunk in the sofa, their trembling bodies, and their crying red eyes.
They all regret it, regret that when their father left, they were no longer by their side, and regret that they neglected him when their father was alive.