Chapter 0251 - Smile and Raise Your Eyebrows (Ask for Support)
Listening to Wen Nian's cheerful song and watching her enthusiastic gestures, all the passengers in the carriage felt proud and proud.
The spine unconsciously straightened, and an unprecedented sense of mission rose in his heart.
Everyone had a smile on their faces, and their eyes were shining at her.
The smile on Wen Nian's face seemed to be contagious, so that those who got motion sickness didn't feel dizzy.
Her singing continues:
"I hope that then, we will meet again, toast to the heroes, to whom does the glory belong? ……”
Wen Nian's gaze swept over every excited and enthusiastic face present, and the singing voice became more exciting/emotional/high-spirited.
"For the motherland, for the four modernizations, how much sweat has been shed, looking back on the past, do you feel ashamed?
Ah, dear friends, may we raise our glasses with pride,
Hold your chest up, smile and raise your eyebrows, and the glory belongs to the new generation of the eighties. ”
She repeated the last lyric.
The singing stopped, and I looked at the group of peers living in the eighties in front of me who were striding high, and suppressed the excitement in my heart.
As if no one was around, he asked the children in front of him, "How?" Is this song good? ”
"Sounds good."
Sister Jiasheng and Brother and Sister Wen spoke in unison.
They were joined by the passengers and flight attendants who had just finished listening to the song.
Wen Nian smiled, unaffected by others.
She still spoke to her children: "Then now, I will teach you." ”
"Uh-huh."
The crowd said they wanted to learn too.
This time, Wen Nian didn't ignore them, but looked up at everyone: "If you like it, you can also follow along." ”
"The melody of this song is very simple, and you can sing it if you master several skills."
"Thank you, we'll study hard."
In this era, those who are willing to spend money to sit on a hard bed have a bit of identity, so in the face of Wen Nian's kindness, they also showed their kindness.
So they spent the carriage in a singing and laughing.
Simple melody, light rhythm, Wen Nian only taught two or three times, everyone will be able to.
The song I just learned, the whole car was singing.
It's just a hundred people and a hundred tones, and there are five incomplete tones.
Fortunately, everyone sings about the mood, the momentum, and the arrogance in their hearts, so that no one will say anything about it.
On the contrary, everyone sang happily and had a good time.
Even because of this, the relationship between the people in the whole carriage became close.
"It's a beautiful song."
"yes, it's much better than the songs on the radio."
"I think so too."
"We have a friendship that has sung a song, and we will help each other in the future."
"That's that, glory belongs to our new generation in the eighties. Hahaha......"
"Come on, come on, leave a contact address, we must exchange more letters in the future."
"Yes, yes, no matter where we are in the future, we must always keep in touch, and we can't be separated."
"We want to contribute to the four modernizations of the motherland, and when the time comes, we will raise a glass together and tell everyone heroically that the glory belongs to our new generation in the 80s."
……
These passengers chatted and sang along the way, and if they didn't understand what was going on, they would think they were crazy.
But only after experiencing such enthusiasm will you understand their pride, enthusiasm and excitement at this time.
After Wen Nian finished teaching the song, he felt the strong pride in the carriage, and a sense of pride rose in his heart.
The children of China can be expected, and they cannot be bullied.
No will can sway their glorious heart to build the motherland and win glory for the country.
She knows that she has deliberately planted a seed here today, and in many years, it will grow into a towering tree.
The woman had a bright smile on her face and retired.
The children ran all over the carriage singing with others and exchanging contact information.
(End of chapter)