"Hiss......" happened suddenly, and almost all the audience involuntarily gasped when they saw the girl falling into the sea, and their hearts hung up.

The sea changed color in an instant, beauty changed to horror, gentleness turned to cruelty!

"Come on, kid!" The sea called for the third time, in a monstrous tone.

"No, no, no...... I don't like you anymore, I don't like you anymore! The girl cried out sadly.

The lights on the stage suddenly all came down, and the audience felt their hearts sink with it. In the silence, the figure of the girl floating in the water appeared.

"Come on, child, forget jì sorrow, forget jì a qiē...... Don't you like me, be with me forever. ”

"No...... I don't want to forget jì, I want to remember ...... forever"

"What do you want to remember?"

"I want to remember the summer afternoon rainstorm......"

Cen Yutong's voice immediately followed: "...... The shape of the rain. ”

"I want to remember the light ...... at dusk"

“…… The dust in the light is flying. ”

"I want to remember how my lover kissed and how he hugged, and I want to remember how irritable and impatient you looked."

"What else?"

"I'll miss the elephant I saw when I was 10 years old......"

“…… Death of the elephant. ”

"I'll miss Kafka......"

“…… He's so stubborn in the photo. ”

"I'll miss all the books I've read and the words I recognize"

"I'll remember time disappearing like a merry-go-round."

"The bizarre kiwi which cut in half and"

"An apple eats the last remaining core."

"A glowing highway lined with plane trees."

"Cities marked on the map"

"And a lake as clear as tears."

"That cockroach that I caught a glimpse of before I went to bed and"

"When I open my eyes in the morning, I see that spider web."

"A picture of me when I was seven years old, the shoes I wore for the first time I got lost."

"And who the hell is

…………

The different sound qualities of the two are intertwined, like a beautiful female duet, full of affection for life, life, and growth.

Obviously, it is an era when people are ashamed to talk about "culture", but a poem can be interpreted like this, and it can move others like this.

Finally, as if persuaded by the girl's survival, the ravages of the sea receded and retreated to the side of timidity: "Child, do you still like me?" ”

The picture of the big screen returns to the beach with a beautiful wind and sunshine, and the girl answers the sea: "I, like you, the sea." You have taught me that you are fickle, that life is more beautiful than you. How could I not like you? ”

The sea was silent, and the waves washed up on the beach, and the girl's white bare feet were gone. - The girl never showed her face.

Cen Yutong and Yin Qianze's "voice show" performance ended, unlike Tang Su Fei Yihua, who immediately won thunderous applause, people were still unsatisfied, and paused for a while, until the two female broadcasters walked to the middle of the stage to thank them, and then responded to the praise they deserved.

The three judges also failed to speak immediately, as if they didn't know what to comment on for a while, and the three of them looked at each other twice before deciding that Jiang Cheng would speak first: "A voice show, but I feel like I watched a musical stage play, which is really worth it." Is this what you wrote, Literary Fan Cen Yutong? ”

"Literary Fan" is exactly the label that the "I Am an Anchor" column put on Cen Yutong, so Jiang Cheng naturally asked.

Cen Yutong smiled calmly: "No, you think highly of me, I didn't write it." (To be continued.) )