There was a cacophony of applause on the TV, and the host read out the name and work of the next winner in standard and clear Mandarin.

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His voice rose and fell in the microphone with thunderous applause. I listened with my eyes closed, not wanting to miss every word he said, every word, every person I wanted to thank......

I remembered an article I once saw on the Internet called "If You Like an Idol". There was a lot of controversy about this article at the beginning, and some people said that it was written by the famous host, Mr. Cai Kangyong. But it's not, it's a text written to Akanishi Ren by the owner of the bar called "Akanaka".

She used ordinary but most touching words to write the hearts of many people who like idols:

If you like an idol, you should definitely go to one of his concerts. Go in person, see him with your own eyes, take a good look at him.

Because life on stage can last a long time, or it can be fleeting. You don't know what kind of person he belongs to. You can't predict how much time will be left for that glow, and you can't guess where he'll disappear in the next second. You don't know anything, you can't grasp anything, he is the irreplaceable all in your perceptual world, but he is also a point in your unknown world that never intersects.

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If you like an idol, please let your mom know, because mom loves you the most, and you love him dearly. One is very close and the other is very far away, and you are the condensation point that merges two unrelated living beings in the same space. Tell her that you like him very much, even love him, maybe you don't understand, and even if you don't understand, you will end up at ease.

It doesn't need to be too deliberate and direct, it can be a simple hint - Mom, look, what do you think of him? He's a great singer.

Let the beloved him naturally pass by in the eyes of his dear mother, leaving a momentary impression.

If you like an idol, please be sure to write some words for him, do not pursue beauty, do not insist on conclusiveness, just lightly record all your thoughts and tremors, all truths and feelings, all brightness and sorrow. Love spreads like water, soaking your nerves, scribbling your fingertips, and gently caressing your sensitive heart. More or less, I should write some words about him, and write down my mental journey bit by bit, so as not to let my mood disappear and dissipate in the years. Don't ask for profundity, but for simplicity, and write down him who lives in your world.

If you like an idol, please be sure to call his name carefully, in a vague, choked, clear, reverent, gentle, and doting voice. In every ordinary day, in every moment of panic, in every sigh of gain and loss, in every dizziness of happiness, in every night when I miss him, I gently call his name, carefully pronounce every tone, hold my breath and read, a thought rises and falls, and it is unforgettable to say that it is difficult to recover.

If you like an idol, please learn to live better for him. The boy who has slowly infiltrated the bits and pieces of your life, the boy who makes you often burst into tears, the boy who has a clean and sweet smile, the boy who you always want to call him a child no matter how much you grow up.

You met the best man in the most beautiful moment, but God did not let you meet each other.

He was on that most splendid stage, where the brilliance converged, the singing and dancing leveled, and the peerless gorgeous; And you are in the most ordinary street, in a hurry, with a crowd of people. The distance between the two points is just a thought, nothing else, as if within reach, but out of reach.

If you love him, please find the fulcrum of your life for him, don't lose track for him, turn off the computer for a moment and return to calm, take on the original role, where to go.

Because the person you love deeply is such a high-minded and arrogant person, he interprets his unwillingness and shows his best side, so you also love him with all your might.

Because loving him is equivalent to loving yourself, loving yourself who has become more gentle because of him, loving him is nature, it is destined, it is natural.

If you want to be worthy of your own life, you must try your best to add beautiful elements to other people's lives, and desperately keep the good things you encounter.

So does he, so do you.

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No need for too much embellishment, no need for flowery and extravagant words. It is enough to express your most sincere emotions with the most genuine love.

The TV was still playing the awards ceremony on the entertainment station, and I subconsciously blinked my eyelids and tried to lean my ears forward so that I could hear more clearly. My mother pushed open the door and walked in, closing the curtains for me and saying, "The sun outside is so dazzling, it's not good for my eyes, and I can only ......listen to the TV when it's on." I closed my eyes tightly as if I could sense that my mother wanted to turn off the TV.

"Mom, don't turn it off, just leave the TV on...", I quickly called out to her.

She probably folded back to me, she helped me comb my hair, and I slowly said as she brushed my hair: "Mom, did you see the guy singing on TV?" ”

After a while, she replied to me, "See, it's a young and handsome boy." ”

"He's my idol." With that, I grinned.

I told my mom that he was my idol. Tell her mother that her favorite daughter is also in love with that person. Tell Mom how good he is, he used to be the closest but furthest place to me......

Tell my mother that I followed his light and still am......

Where there is Him, there is light.

After listening to me, I kept talking a lot about him.

My mother didn't answer me for a while, and after a few seconds of silence, she took me into her arms, stroked my hair that she had just combed, and whispered in my ear:

"It's always special what you like."

What I like is always special.

Because every child is unique to parents.

With my sister talking, she pushed open the door and came in and told me that she had bought me a new video camera, my favorite brand of electronic equipment. She said to shoot what I wanted to see and what I liked, so that I could watch it a thousand times, a hundred times.

She sat down next to me and stroked my hair with my mother's combed hair, and I reached out and touched it, and she was tying my braids for me. Then my mom told us she was going out to buy something, and then I heard her stride out and close the door.

"Sister, will you forget what I look like?"

I smiled toothlessly, remembering that someone once asked me this, and he said, "After a long time, will you forget what I look like?" ”

How do I answer?

Oh, I remembered, and I said, "No, I can remember you just by looking at the stars." ”

I took my sister's arm like a child and snuggled up to her skinny shoulder.

"Why, I can remember you as soon as I close my eyes."

We were silent for a while, and I felt her chin against my head, her tears falling on my shoulders, and the slightest coldness coming from her thin clothes.

"Sister, I used to think you were like a child. But in the end, I realized that I was the one who most looked like a child in front of you......" She sniffed softly.

"In the eyes of my sister, my sister will always be my sister."

She whimpered and nodded, her chin against my head rubbing against my hair tingling.

People are always like this, and they will have different perceptions after experiencing different things. Experience the loss to know the preciousness, and experience the separation to know the importance of being together. We can only continue to polish ourselves in the transformation, so that we can grow and become stronger.

It's like there are a lot of stars where we can't see them.

There may be many, many more important things......

I heard the sound of him singing on TV, every undulating tone he sang seemed to go deep into the bone marrow, and I pricked up my ears to listen carefully, for fear of missing every lyric he sang, and closed my eyes tightly and shed silent tears......

When I felt like a long, long time ago, someone told me that when I was in the KTV room and singing "The Outside World" all night in tears, there was a person who stayed outside the room and listened to it all night......

"A long, long time ago, you owned me, I owned you, a long, long time ago, you left me and went to soar in the sky, the outside world is wonderful, the outside world is helpless......"

When you feel that the outside world is wonderful, I will be here to bless you from the bottom of my heart......