Thirty-five singing masters

Taking Yu'er to Hangzhou to play for a few days, Fang Bin has actually been longing for it for a long time and planning for a long time. Hugging his beloved woman, wandering freely, watching the spring dawn of the Su Causeway, visiting the wind and lotus in the courtyard, enjoying the autumn moon on the Ping Lake, watching the remnants of the snow on the broken bridge, watching the fish in the flower port, listening to the warbler in the willow waves, and listening to the evening bell in Nanping. If you are lucky, maybe you can happen to encounter a heavy snowfall, hold Yu'er's hand, run in the snow, and circle the memory of two people's love in the victory that leaves countless moving stories, what a romantic thing it should be! Speaking of which, Fang Bin is an extremely romantic person in his heart, and when the economic conditions are good in the future, he must accompany this woman to take a walk and take a look. Look at the thousands of miles of fertile fields in the north, thousands of miles of ice; Along the ancient road of the Yellow River, visit the customs and customs, and comment on the ancient and modern customs; You can also trace the Yangtze River up, swim in Bashan Shushui, and listen to the wind roaring ape.

After settling the wages of the workers, Fang Bin became an idler, and as for when he could make the trip, he had to wait for Yu'er. Huang Yurong walked lightly, was in a relaxed mood, carrying a small Kun bag, her spirit was flying, humming a song silently, and walking on campus.

Hey! Mr. Huang! Suddenly, Zhang Yan came out of the pine and bamboo garden, shook her hand, and shouted mischievously at Huang Yurong. Ghost girl! Huang Yurong smiled slightly and scolded proximately. Zhang Yan ran over briskly, took Huang Yurong's hand, and smiled, the teacher is so beautiful today! The complexion is ruddy, like a beautiful peony flower. What's the good thing? Huang Yurong snorted, and gently twisted her face with her right hand, look at your clever mouth! What about peony flowers? Coax the teacher. I took out a brocade box and opened it, and it was a warm and lustrous jade bracelet.

Wow! It's so beautiful! Zhang Yan shouted in surprise and couldn't put it down.

Put it on and take a look? Huang Yurong smiled, stretched out her hand to push her, put it on her wrist, raised her wrist again, looked at it again and again, it's quite suitable, do you like it?

What's the use of liking? It's not mine. Zhang Yan stuck out her tongue and made a gesture to take it down. Huang Yurong stretched out her hand and stopped her, wear it, give it to you!

Wow! What's so good about the teacher? Send me something so expensive? Zhang Yan was a little unconvinced, and her face was full of doubts. Huang Yurong touched her hair and smiled angrily, silly girl! It's not me, it's your little brother Fang who sent it to you!

Brother Xiaofang? Really? Zhang Yan jumped on his feet with joy, and immediately came down again, so why didn't he give it to me himself? Huang Yurong's face turned slightly red, so how do I know? Or do you ask him yourself?

After taking a leave of absence, she bought a sleeper ticket, and Yu'er bought a big bag of snacks. This is a direct train from Jiangcheng to Hangzhou, watching the rows of street trees quickly sweeping back, the suburbs are thin and cold, the villages are scattered on the mountainside or at the foot of the mountain, occasionally there are a large market town flashing by, the rice in the fields is harvested, it seems empty and lonely. Thinking that less than half a year ago, I came to Jiangcheng alone, in order to find a job to fill my stomach, and suffered from the white eyes of the fat boss of the restaurant, but today I have thousands of dollars in my waist, and I take my beloved woman to go to the mountains and rivers, I can't help but feel emotional, put my hands together, put them to my lips, and muttered to myself.

Hehe, what do you do? Ask for a bodhisattva? Yu'er grinned.

If the Bodhisattva can teach people to be kind and grateful, what is wrong, Fang Bin's face was pious, rubbing Yu'er's hands, I ask the Bodhisattva to bless me, for the rest of my life, let you accompany me. In the future, I will have money, buy a car, carry you, all over the world, wherever I want, and play as long as I want, okay? The softest part of Yu'er's heart was hit by him, and her throat choked and dripped. Fang Bin stretched out his hand and touched her face, silly woman, say happy things, don't cry. Come over and hug her, let's sing, shall we?

I come from chance \ like a piece of dust who sees \ my vulnerability

Where I come from, where I be, who is calling me in the next moment

Although the world is wide \ this road \ is difficult to walk, I have seen all over this world \ bumpy and hard

Fang Bin looked solemn and sang softly, the tone was a little inaccurate, but he was very engaged and very emotional, and Yu'er couldn't help but reconcile.

How much love I still have \ How many tears I still have for God to know \ I don't admit defeat

Grateful heart \ thank you for being with me all my life \ let me have the courage to be myself

Grateful heart \ Thankful fate flowers bloom and fall \ I will cherish the same

I come from chance \ like a piece of dust who sees \ my vulnerability

Where I come from, where I be, who is calling me in the next moment

Although the world is wide \ this road \ is difficult to walk, I have seen all over this world \ bumpy and hard

How much love I still have \ How many tears I still have for God to know \\ I don't admit defeat

Grateful heart \ thank you for being with me all my life \ let me have the courage to be myself

Grateful heart \ Thankful fate flowers bloom and fall \ I will cherish the same

Grateful heart \ thank you for being with me all my life \ let me have the courage to be myself

Grateful heart \ Thankful fate flowers bloom and fall \ I will cherish the same

After singing the song, the two of them burst into tears.

sings well, the little couple is kind and loving, which is really enviable. On the opposite side is a middle-aged couple, the woman clapped her palms, glanced at her husband and said, look at other people's young men, how good they are to their wives! Yu'er blushed, stuck out her tongue at Fang Bin, and made a grimace. Fang Bin's heart fluttered, this woman really made herself obsessed, turned around and shook her hand at the man, let's sing something happy, don't spoil your mood.

I don't ask why you're crying, I don't care who else is in your heart

Please let me comfort you, whether the outcome is happy or sad

Fang Bin opened his mouth to sing, and before going out, he and Yu'er listened to these seemingly unfamiliar songs several times, and now the two of them also have a clear eye for singing.

Walking through thousands of mountains and rivers, in my heart, you will always be so beautiful

Since I love it, I don't regret it, and I am willing to bear it no matter how much pain I have

My love is like a tide, and love is like a tide, pushing me towards you and following you closely

Love is like a tide, she surrounds you and me, and I never want to see you drunk in the middle of the night

I don't want other men to see your charm, you know it will break my heart

Promise me that you will never wander around the night and not try the taste of indulgence lightly

Do you know that this will break my heart, and since I love it, I have no regrets

No matter how much suffering I have, I am willing to carry my love like a tide, and love like a tide will push me towards you

Follow closely like a tide of love, she surrounds you and me

I don't want to see you drunk in the middle of the night again, and I don't want other men to see your charm

You should know that this will break my heart, and promise me that you will never wander in the middle of the night

Don't try to indulge, you know it breaks my heart

I don't want to see you drunk in the middle of the night again, and I don't want other men to see your charm

You should know that this will break my heart, and promise me that you will never wander in the middle of the night

Don't try to indulge, you know it breaks my heart

With a crackle, the middle-aged woman clapped her palms again. Young man, you two are singing well. The man also clapped his hands twice, but we can't sing these songs of love and love, or let's sing a song "Spring in the North"? Fang Bin smiled slightly, looking at Yu'er, she nodded softly. This is a very popular song, translated and adapted by Lu Yuan, sung by Jiang Dawei, like Huang Yurong can sing at his age, Fang Bin is a little rusty, but he has heard it.

The pavilion white birch is long and the blue sky

As soon as the man spoke, he calmed Fang Bin, majestic and high-pitched, long and deep. Yu'er knew that he might not be familiar with the lyrics, and when she met a master, she was a little timid, so she gently leaned on him, face to face, and sang softly to the beat:

The slight southerly wind magnolia blossoms open on the hill

The spring of the north, the spring of the north, has come

The city doesn't know the seasons change, and they don't know that the seasons have changed

Mom is still sending parcels and winter clothes to protect against the harsh winter

Hometown, hometown, when will my hometown return to your arms

The remnants of snow melted, the streams murmured, and the single-plank bridge crossed itself

The buds are on the larch in the spring of the northern country

Ah, the spring of the north has come, though we have loved each other in our hearts

So far, I haven't spit out my true feelings, and it's been five years since I broke up

My girl can be at peace with my hometown, my hometown, my hometown

When will I be able to return to your arms, the begonias are misty

The sound of children's songs came from the silence of the watermill hut

Spring in the North, spring in the North has arrived

The brother is like an old father, a pair of taciturn people

I have been idle and sorrowful, and occasionally drink a few glasses of wine

Hometown, hometown, when will my hometown return to your arms

Yu'er's voice is actually very good, gentle and easy-going, coupled with the solemnity and tranquility unique to her intellectual female surname, which sets off his high-pitched tenor voice through the clouds and into the sky. Fang Bin and the eldest sister became excellent supporting roles, and the four of them sang with great interest and heartiness, and then the eldest brother proposed to sing "Little Grass". Although this song was popular earlier, it was very popular with students, and Fang Bin was still familiar with it, not to mention Yu'er. The big brother made a tune, very smooth and moving:

No flowers, no tree height, I am a little grass that no one knows, never lonely, never trouble, you see my partners all over the world, the spring breeze, the spring breeze, you green sunshine, the sunshine, you shine me on the rivers, the mountains, you nurture my earth, my mother hugs me tightly, there is no flower, no tree is high, I am a little grass that no one knows, never lonely, never troubled, you see my partners all over the world, the spring breeze, the spring breeze, you green sunshine, the sunshine, you shine me on the rivers, the mountains, you nurture my earth, my mother hugs me tightly, the earth, my mother hugs me tightly, my mother hugs me tightly

After singing the song, Fang Bin hurriedly gave a thumbs up, amazing, big brother! You're a master! That person smiled, not without pride, how can he be called a master? I haven't sung for a long time, and my voice is rusty. said to Huang Yurong again, young man, your wife is the master, gentle and virtuous, down-to-earth and generous, we have the opportunity to sing a few more songs together. By the way, my surname is Wei, you can call me Brother Wei, that's your sister-in-law, surnamed Liu. Fang Bin hurriedly shouted affectionately, sister-in-law! Sister Liu responded crisply, Xiao Fang has a vision, looking for such a beautiful and gentle wife. Fang Bin smiled innocently.

Sister-in-law, you're pretty. At the beginning, did you let Brother Wei's singing fascinate you? Yu'er smiled sweetly, and in just one sentence, she wrapped the two of them in.

Look at your clever mouth! I'm old, what's pretty? Sister Liu smiled wryly, and glanced at her husband tenderly, if he hadn't sung stupidly in front of me every day, how could he suffer with him? Brother Wei laughed and listened to his wife count happily.

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