In the pre-dawn night, when there were no pedestrians in sight on the streets, Ma Weiguo drove his car and slid across the long street. Ma Weiguo's scarred face was revealed in the rearview mirror. Through the rearview mirror, Ma Weiguo saw Duoduo leaning on the window glass, squinting and not knowing whether he was really asleep or pretending. There was silence in the car.

Ma Weiguo couldn't find a way to communicate, so he turned on the radio, hoping to break the awkward silence with the voice of the radio host. PERHAPS THERE IS AN ARRANGEMENT IN THE DARK, AND WHAT CAME OUT OF THE RADIO WAS BEYOND BEYOND'S SINGING - "GOODBYE IDEAL":

Sitting alone on the side of the road and on the street corner, the cold wind blows and wakes up

Silently with my lonely shadow,

I just want to hug him tightly and tell the bitterness,

At this moment I remembered the past,

A rush in my heart to forge ahead,

Putting aside that reality, there is no concern,

As if you have everything around you,

It seems to build a barrier with others,

Fill the empty cup with a few spirits,

Wash away sorrow through that wine,

When will the old bosom friends meet again,

I hope to gather together and tell each other about the past,

A rush in my heart to forge ahead,

Putting aside that reality, there is no concern,

As if you have everything around you,

It seems to build a barrier with others,

A rush in my heart to forge ahead,

Putting aside that reality, there is no concern,

As if you have everything around you,

It seems to be building a barrier with others.

Cheer Rock together

'Roll……

Cheer Rock together

'Roll……

Cheer Rock together

'Roll……

Cheer Rock together

'Roll……

Cheer Rock together

'Roll……

Cheer Rock together

'Roll……

Cheer Rock together

'Roll……

Cheer Rock together

'Roll……

The familiar melody penetrated Ma Weiguo's whole body like an electric current, exuding a compelling magic that made Ma Weiguo's hard psychological defense line collapse suddenly. He looked back at his struggling life over the years, recalled his youthful past, remembered Yang Duoduo's innocent smile, and thought of Li Hongxia, who had experienced the bitterness of the world, and instantly burst into tears like rain, crying bitterly...... Duoduo was expressionless, but the corners of her mouth twitched, and she closed her eyes to let the tears flow quietly. She had never seen her father cry, and this time the two seemed to find musical resonance.

Ma Weiguo shuddered and took out the shriveled cigarette case from the car, smoked one, and tried to light it with a lighter but couldn't light it. Duoduo's hand reached out from behind, took away the cigarette Ma Weiguo was holding, and threw it out of the car window......

Duoduo pressed her face against the glass of the back window again, and the colorful lights outside shone on her face, and she quietly looked out the window.

Duoduo's actions made Ma Weiguo cry even more, and years of grievances and years of ups and downs made him cry uncontrollably. It's tiring to be a man, it's even more tiring to be a responsible man, and sometimes, men also need catharsis of tears.

The radio host's voice said, "On May 13th, there will be a big rock show at Wukesong Stadium......

Duoduo climbed out of the back seat of the car, sat in the passenger seat, and turned up the sound of the radio - "There will be Tang Dynasty, Black Panther, BEYOND and other palace-level bands participating in the performance......"

Duoduo looked at the white fish belly in the sky and said, "As long as you buy me an electric guitar, I will accompany you to the show!" ”

Ma Weiguo looked straight ahead, "If you promise me to dye my hair back from yellow to black, the electric guitar will lie in your room tomorrow."

The long night of exhaustion passed, and dawn came. Ma Weiguo looked at Duoduo, and both of them couldn't help laughing.

Wukesong Stadium is crowded with rock fans of different ages and eras vying to catch a glimpse of their former idols. Ma Weiguo and Duoduo, who had black hair and a snow-white dress, passed through the ticket gate and walked into the hall. Duoduo held Ma Weiguo's arm and smiled innocently.

"Dad, I'll go to the bathroom when I can." Duoduo left, Ma Weiguo walked to the counter and bought two glasses of Coke and a large bucket of popcorn. He was about to turn around and leave, when a teenage boy walked up to Ma Weiguo and handed Ma Weiguo a delicate envelope.

"My mother asked me to give it back to you." With that, the boy turned around and disappeared into the crowd.

Ma Weiguo was stunned, put the Coke on the counter, opened the envelope, poured out the contents of the contents, and what fell in the palm of his hand was half of the hand-painted BEYOND concert tickets, the half of the tickets that fell in Yang Duoduo's hands back then.

Ma Weiguo raised his head in astonishment, and searched through the crowd but there was no trace. Yang Duoduo is here, and after more than 20 years, they finally completed their agreement back then. Ma Weiguo took out the other half of the tickets from his wallet and connected the tickets that had been separated for many years tightly, which seemed to be a perfect ending. The torn youth is finally healed and complete at this special moment, and all the memories, all the past, all the pain, and all the regrets have a home.

Ma Weiguo had mixed feelings, but after experiencing so many impermanences in the world, his heart had already calmed down, and he soon returned to calm. He took a deep breath and tilted his face up, smiling at the oncoming Duoduo. Duoduo's body is full of youthful atmosphere, just like Yang Duoduo back then.

Accompanied by the roaring sound, the rock concert began with the roar of the superstars, and Ma Weiguo took Duoduo's hand to the stage to welcome the stormy baptism of rock music. sang BEYOND's "The Years Are Silent":

A thousand glasses of wine have been drunk and are not drunk, not to mention the autumn wind and autumn rain,

It's not right to write in your mouth, but there is also a feeling,

Tears are dried by blowing, and I can't look back,

The mountain is no longer rugged, but the back accompanies you to be tired relatively,

The sand is not afraid of the wind and will condense someday If I can stay any longer,

How much heartbreak is there in the song that I have to sing,

Can you not go backwards and let me not sigh,

The gray hair has been vicissitudes, and there is no dream to look forward to,

The mountain is no longer rugged, but the back accompanies you to be tired relatively,

The sand is not afraid of the wind and will condense someday If I can stay any longer,

The gray hair has been vicissitudes, and there is no dream to look forward to,

The mountain is no longer rugged, but the back accompanies you to be tired relatively,

The sand is not afraid of the wind and will condense someday If I can stay any longer,

The mountain is no longer rugged, but the back accompanies you to be tired relatively,

The sand is not afraid of the wind and will condense someday If I can stay any longer,

The silent years are deeply etched in people's memories, and it seems that everything has just begun.

Shu Ting "This is Everything"

Not all trees are broken by the storm;

Not all seeds can't find the soil to take root;

Not all true feelings are lost in the desert of people's hearts;

Not all dreams are willing to have their wings removed.

No, not everything

It's all like you said!

Not all flames only burn themselves,

without illuminating others;

Not all stars only indicate the night,

without reporting the dawn;

Not all singing is in the ears,

And not stay in the heart.

No, not everything,

It's all like you said!

Not all appeals have gone unanswered;

Not all losses cannot be compensated;

Not all abysses perish;

Not all perdition is overlaid over the heads of the weak;

Not all minds,

They can be stepped on under their feet and rot in the mud;

Not all consequences are tears and blood marks,

without showing joy.

All the present is pregnant with the future,

Everything in the future grows from yesterday.

hope, and fight for it,

Please put it all on your shoulders.