"He cried!" The relative of the spectator said.

The old man looked at Huang Feng and didn't seem to believe it, "It's not an exaggeration to say so quietly, hey, those women in my hometown are more powerful!" ”

It's just that many guests looked at this side and looked at Huang Feng, who seemed to be very sad.

They suddenly felt something.

Suddenly, Huang Feng couldn't help himself, and he burst into tears.

Wow, the audience was shocked.

Then Huang Feng burst the embankment like a surging river, and he was out of control.

Like a great river, it is like the rising tide of the sea.

His crying was there, everyone could feel it, and that sadness made everyone freeze.

Everyone is wondering what time it is.

This is, the great filial son, the male owner is even more irrepressible, and he also cried bitterly.

The grandchildren and granddaughters of the deceased old man began to cry.

Big or small, merge into a torrent.

All the guests were sad and inexplicable.

Many people cried along with it.

Huang Feng was already crying.

The hostess wanted to help him, but suddenly, she was also sad and could not restrain herself, and remembered many past events, and she also covered her mouth and cried bitterly.

Xu Dong began to sob, and Zhang Jie hurriedly grabbed him, "Don't cry yet, control it, otherwise you won't be able to act later!" ”

Xu Dong suddenly woke up this time and stopped crying.

But he and Zhang Jie were both endlessly sad in their hearts, so they waited for the hour to go up.

The loud cry in this hall was earth-shattering, and the entire funeral home was alarmed, and many people came to see.

Seeing Huang Feng's sadness, many people admired it.

"Who is he, I'm going to find him to help me cry in the future!" Some of the funeral bosses secretly made up their minds there.

Of course, the jealous eyes of some of my peers also came.

Huang Feng cried for more than 20 minutes, Zhang Jie hurriedly went over to support him, as if to comfort him, and then, comforting, Zhang Jie also cried bitterly.

He may have more drill components, more exaggerated, just caught Huang Feng's momentum.

Originally, in the midst of persuasion, Huang Feng had already begun to sob, and the audience also began to sob, and the rhythm was read slowly like a song.

At this time, Zhang Jie's crying made the audience start crying again.

Of course, Xu Dong had already taken Huang Feng down.

Huang Feng should be ready to perform.

As soon as Huang Feng got off the stage and walked out of this mourning hall, he slowly returned to normal, as an actor, there is Zhang Youchi, this is a must.

Xu Dong stretched out his big finger to him.

Then Huang Feng began to arrange the program to be held.

Xu Dong went up and prepared to pick up Zhang Jie.

Zhang Jie cried for more than ten minutes, and the mournful howl seemed to shake the heavens and the earth.

Xu Dong went up and cried.

As soon as he went up, he caught the momentum, and the cry shook the sky.

The audience was stunned, which seemed to compare Zhang Jie.

Zhang Jie was also stunned and looked at Xu Dong.

Xu Dong looked at the old man in the ice coffin and cried loudly, not knowing what he was crying about.

He knew some vernacular, mixed in Mandarin, which most people didn't listen to.

Huang Feng coughed in his heart on the side, knowing that this Xu Dong wanted this effect.

Zhang Jie saw that Huang Feng was preparing to perform, he got off the stage in choking and came here to prepare.

Xu Dong's rhythm is well controlled, he cries first, and then gradually closes.

When he started crying, the whole audience was crying.

At this time, the music started.

This is Zhang Jie taking the lead.

He came to an English song, "Brissenon" is a famous composition by Canadian musician Matthew Lane.

This is the author's creation when he left home when he was young, expressing his attachment to his mother and his girlfriend's reluctance, and his distant and sad melody and picturesque lyrics often make the listener intoxicated by the sad and pure world created by the song.

The song has been hailed as "the saddest English song in the world"

At this moment, as soon as the melody of the song came out, Zhang Jie played it alone, and everyone was sad and quiet.

It seems to be natural.

Then Zhang Jie began to sing, his hoarse voice as if it were a wandering story in itself.

He sang the lyrics, even though they were in English, but they still deeply touched everyone present.

"The train carried me forward

My heart will stay

Oh, my heart will definitely stay

How I longed to return to Bressenon with my sweetheart

Every mile walked

It feels like a thousand miles apart

You are the only survivor

In the love and life that has passed

Tears between us for so many years

I must cross this sea of tears! ”

At the end of the song, the song is curling.

The audience is looking forward to it.

Zhang Jie stood there and began to speak, "Today is the day of our dear mother, grandmother, and aunt, and we are together to see her off. Now, I present a song to our loved ones, Jay Chou's "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold"! “

Everyone listened quietly.

Huang Feng looked at Zhang Jie and couldn't help but admire in his heart, this professional singer is indeed good.

The music sounded, the tune was far away, and it seemed like an old story, with life and death, parting, regret, and story.

Then, Zhang Jie's hoarse voice came:

The sound of prosperity escaped into the empty door and tormented the world

The dream is cold, and there are a few love debts in a lifetime

Such as you default to life and death, etc

Waiting for the rings of the year

The Futu Pagoda broke several layers and broke someone's soul

The pain went straight to the mountain gate where a broken lamp collapsed

Let me wait for history to turn around

Waiting for the wine to be mellow and waiting for you to play a guzheng

The rain is deep, and the grass and trees in the old hometown are deep

I've heard that you're always alone

The mottled gates are entrenched in the roots of old trees

The stone slab reverberated and waited

It seems that a lot of stories are in it, and the guests present seem to be reminding a lot of the past.

The man remembered the time when he was with his mother in his childhood, and the hostess remembered the first time he saw his mother-in-law.

It seems that everyone is reminiscing, reminiscing about the bits and pieces of the deceased.

Only all this will go down in history.

Some began to hide their faces and sob.

This song "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" is a song written by Fang Wenshan and composed by Jay Chou.

The lyrics of the song originate from a fictional story, and the background of the story is Luoyang City, a thousand-year-old ancient capital that collapsed after collapse and collapse described in Yang Xuanzhi's "Luoyang Jialanji" during the Northern Wei Dynasty.

After a royal general in Luoyang City met a beautiful woman because of a fate, the two fell in love at first sight and made a private agreement for life, but at this time, the general was recruited by the imperial court to fight on the border.

In the years of war and chaos, the imperial capital Luoyang has been reduced to ruins, dilapidated, and finally the woman struggled to guard the generals and did not return, and fell into the nun.

When the general returned from the wind and frost to find the ancient temple of Garan, where the woman was ordained, she had already passed away.

The general was told that there was a woman waiting for him all the time.

Jay Chou used this background story as the material to create the song "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold".

At this moment, when this song is sung, it touches all the people.

"My mom and my dad have a story, my dad used to be a college student, called for 100,000 young people and 100,000 troops during the Anti-Japanese War, my dad gave up his pen to join the national army, they were young student soldiers, he became a company commander, in the defense of Hengyang, Hunan, met my mother, at that time my mother was also a local female student, my dad lived in her house, they fell in love at first sight, later, my dad's army was going to withdraw, my mom chased after it, and didn't go home, dad took her to join the army, she became a hygienist, and also fought the war together.

My mother was often on the front line of fire to care for the wounded and was injured many times.

Later, in the War of Liberation, my father's army rebelled, they became the People's Liberation Army, my father's army went south to Guangzhou City, my mother was dispatched to support the establishment of a military hospital as the head nurse, and later my father's army was cut off because of disarmament, and my father was left as a backbone cadre and was transferred to the northwest desert to support national defense construction, and my mother has been waiting for my father.

Often I couldn't wait for a letter, and my mother sometimes went to see my father and took us with her.

Often, dad would take the train and mom would take the car for a while, and they would meet in a small town in the northwest, and then, on their own way, because they only had a few vacations. At that time, it was all hot construction.

Later, many years later, my father died in a plane crash during an emergency mission, and my mother fainted on the spot, but when people from the organization came to comfort her, she firmly said that it was the party that gave her and my father a new life, and my father sacrificed for the country and was glorious. “