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"It's as if I think of Heather and Alex."
Annie said firmly, but after she finished speaking, she sat quietly and fell into her own thoughts. After waiting for a short time, she raised her head again and looked at Lan Li seriously, "You said, Hai Will Se be sorry? Because after all, she still failed to sing that song. She has been practicing very hard, even her fingers are bleeding. But now, she will never have a chance."
The ignorant words seem to be ignorant of the world, but they seem to see through the vicissitudes of life.
Paul couldn't help but startled, "Annie? How do you know..." How do you know that Heather has passed away?
But after all, the following words were not able to continue, and I don't know what to do.
Annie raised her head and looked at Paul, and said resolutely, "Because Lanly said, when traveling, not everyone can accompany you to the end. Sometimes, after all, you still have to finish it by yourself. Now, Heather Just embarked on a journey by myself, right?"
Simple and simple words, the meaning is not complete, there is no beginning and end, but Paul still understands, raised his head and glanced at Lan Li, then nodded in panic, "Yes...Yes." Take a deep breath, and Paul does too. He calmed down and said carefully, "Although Heather is alone now, she will always be the strongest and sunniest one, right? Maybe she is singing now, enjoying her dreams to the fullest. , Do you think Heather’s singing is good?"
"Good!" Annie showed a shy smile, "I like Heather's singing."
"Then, do you prefer Heather or Renly's?" Paul asked again.
Xiao Nizi was immediately stumped, and slammed into Paul’s arms, "You did it on purpose! Where did you ask questions like this?" Then she widened her eyes and gave Paul a heavy look. Then she slammed into Paul’s arms. Turning his head to look at Lan Li, "Lan Li, Paul deliberately bullied me just now. You saw it, right?"
Before Paul, who was sitting in the same place, had time to defend himself, Lanly nodded and said solemnly, "Yes! I saw it! We don't want to be with Paul tonight, he is not a good boy!"
Paul was full of question marks and he couldn't argue, "You...I...this..." In the end he just looked at Lan Li and Annie dumbfounded, with an innocent look, but after all he did not hold back, he laughed and drooped. Shoulder, "Sorry, it's all my fault, Annie, please forgive me?"
Lanly nodded solemnly, "That's right, Annie, are you willing to forgive Paul?"
However, Annie was obviously not skilled enough. She endured and was lively. After all, she did not hold it back. She quickly raised her hands and covered her mouth, but her smile still couldn't help but overflow, and the brows were full of lightness and joy. .
Seeing Paul's pitiful expression, Annie moved forward, made a grimace, suppressed her smile, and said seriously, "Have you forgotten? I want to be an actor, not a singer! Hee hee!"
Niutou didn't respond to Mazui's answer, but Paul couldn't refute it. He could only nod his head obediently to express affirmation, and then spread his hands, "Yes, yes, it must be like this."
With the helpless expression, Annie finally couldn't help it anymore. She laughed happily after a chuckle. She still covered her mouth with her hands, but the laughter had flowed out unscrupulously, and even the surrounding atmosphere became bright and lively. stand up.
Looking at Annie, who was laughing and laughing, the corners of Lan Li's mouth couldn't help but lifted up, and her eyes were a little ecstatic. Tonight's performance actually allowed Xiao Nizi to find her own dream. This was definitely an unexpected gain.
Of course, now that Annie is still young, a brand new dream may appear every three to five. The actor may not be her ultimate goal; but the most important thing is that after experiencing family turmoil and changes in life, Annie has finally found a struggle. The goal, the smile returned to the cheek again, and life will eventually get better little by little.
For eleven-year-old children, asking them to grow up right now is too cruel and too cold. If you can run madly towards your dream, learn to grow slowly in the midst of stumbles, this may be a more gentle and realistic way.
"Ran Li? Lan Li!"
There was another call from the ear, Lan Li returned to his senses, and cast her gaze towards Annie. The cheek was slightly stained with two blushes, but there was still no sweat on the forehead, so, He cast his inquiring gaze with a smile, and then began to look around for Nathan's figure.
"Len Li, how did you do it? I mean, how did you become an actor? Should I do this?" Annie panted slightly, but her eyes were particularly bright.
Nathan, who was originally standing in the corner chatting, kept his attention all the time. He immediately noticed Lan Li’s raise of his hand. He walked quickly over and listened to Lan Li’s whisper. He quickly turned and left; when he came back again, he was still carrying Annie's portable medicine and a glass of warm water.
"Imitation, imitation is the first step in performance, and it is also a stage that every actor must go through." Lan Li is explaining, "You can learn to imitate those animals, you can also learn to imitate people around you, and gradually learn the skills of imitation. This is the first step." He took the medicine and warm water from Nathan and handed it to Annie.
Annie has long been accustomed to this kind of life. She took the medicine happily, poured it into her mouth, and drank water, but then she said anxiously, "Go on, you go on." Her eyes remained constant. She did not leave Lan Li, and after Lan Li spoke again, she started drinking water again.
Noting Anne's thirsty, Paul told Nathan in a low voice and asked for a glass of warm water again.
In the booth, Lanly, Paul and Annie were chatting in full swing. Annie kept asking Paul to tell about the experience of going to the ocean to shoot a surfing movie. She was full of curiosity and expectation. Then she could see someone coming from the corner of her eyes. When I got to the deck, I stood there eagerly, but worried that it would disturb the rhythm of the conversation, so I didn't speak.
At this time, Annie's attention all fell on Paul, so Lan Li turned his head and cast a questioning gaze.
There was more than one person standing in front of me, but five or six people. Behind them were people standing and chatting. They couldn't distinguish the dividing line. Among them stood an old man about 70 or 80 years old with a wrinkled face. , With sparse white hair, leaning on a cane in his right hand, bending his back slightly, trembling tremblingly even if he is just standing in place.
Lan Li quickly stood up, left the deck, and politely greeted him, "Are you okay?"
"Ha, don't worry about me. I'm about to leave. The taxi is already waiting at the door." The old man chuckled lightly and explained briefly.
Even though his body is already unstable, his posture is still upright, like a dedicated veteran, with traces of the past deeply imprinted in his blood. "I just made a special trip to tell you, thank you tonight. You know, until now, I still often dream of those years, but most of the time it is a nightmare; but tonight should be a beautiful dream."
Lan Li opened his mouth slightly, trying to respond with a word, but the old man did not give him a chance, nodded politely, and then turned away on crutches.
I don't know why he appeared in the pioneer village tonight, why he sighed so much, or what his nightmare is, but a simple sentence contains too much.
People are always asking, art is not money, what can it bring? When you can’t even have enough food and clothing, what right do you have to talk about art?
The old man in front of you is the answer.
Food and clothing are very important, and money is also very important, but compared to them, there are more important things in the world, such as integrity, vigor, faith, freedom and dreams. Perhaps, the wealth of the spiritual world is not enough to continue life, but it is enough to distinguish oneself from all living beings and have a soul that truly belongs to oneself.
"Master, thank you." Another young man standing beside interrupted Lan Li's thoughts and said with a trembling voice, but Lan Li's sight still fell on the old man and did not leave, "Tonight's performance. It’s really amazing! I can’t believe it. We really watched your performance on the spot. I think every Don Quixote will be jealous of me.”
Lan Li retracted his gaze and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I was watching the old gentleman leave just now. I was a little distracted." After admitting his mistakes frankly ~www.novelhall.com~ Lan Li continued, "Jin It is my honor to be able to come to join us tonight. Tonight’s work can be successfully completed, and I need to thank you.”
After the young man left, another middle-aged man walked forward and opened his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't express it accurately. In the end he just said, "This will be a very, very wonderful work. I can't wait to see it in theaters now." After the sigh, he added, "Thank you." Then he turned away in a panic.
The phrase "thank you" contains too much.
Some people are grateful for the wonderful live performance of Lan Li, some are grateful for the reappearance of the wave of the folk song era, some are grateful for the magical experience of visiting the filming scene, and others are grateful for... those about the Vietnam War In the 1960s, about the lost lives and lost dreams.
Tonight’s Pioneer Village is undoubtedly lively. After the performance, almost everyone in the audience is reluctant to leave, not just for the blue gift, but also to communicate the surging and excitement in each other’s hearts. This is a wonderful thing. The night is also a memorable night, always staying in place, reluctant to give up.
Before leaving, it seemed that everyone had a tacit understanding, specifically finding Lan Li, no screams, no shouts, no hugs, just a simple "thank you", but there were countless emotions. The boundaries between the pioneer village and the kerosene lamp bar, the crew and reality are starting to blur again.
Leaving this gate, they once again returned to the 21st century from the 1960s, and from the era of the wave of folk songs to the era of network communication, like traveling through time and space, only they can savor the feelings and tastes in their hearts.
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"It's as if I think of Heather and Alex."
Annie said firmly, but after she finished speaking, she sat quietly and fell into her own thoughts. After waiting for a short time, she raised her head again and looked at Lan Li seriously, "You said, Hai Will Se be sorry? Because after all, she still failed to sing that song. She has been practicing very hard, even her fingers are bleeding. But now, she will never have a chance."
The ignorant words seem to be ignorant of the world, but they seem to see through the vicissitudes of life.
Paul couldn't help but startled, "Annie? How do you know..." How do you know that Heather has passed away?
But after all, the following words were not able to continue, and I don't know what to do.
Annie raised her head and looked at Paul, and said resolutely, "Because Lanly said, when traveling, not everyone can accompany you to the end. Sometimes, after all, you still have to finish it by yourself. Now, Heather Just embarked on a journey by myself, right?"
Simple and simple words, the meaning is not complete, there is no beginning and end, but Paul still understands, raised his head and glanced at Lan Li, then nodded in panic, "Yes...Yes." Take a deep breath, and Paul does too. He calmed down and said carefully, "Although Heather is alone now, she will always be the strongest and sunniest one, right? Maybe she is singing now, enjoying her dreams to the fullest. , Do you think Heather’s singing is good?"
"Good!" Annie showed a shy smile, "I like Heather's singing."
"Then, do you prefer Heather or Renly's?" Paul asked again.
Xiao Nizi was immediately stumped, and slammed into Paul’s arms, "You did it on purpose! Where did you ask questions like this?" Then she widened her eyes and gave Paul a heavy look. Then she slammed into Paul’s arms. Turning his head to look at Lan Li, "Lan Li, Paul deliberately bullied me just now. You saw it, right?"
Before Paul, who was sitting in the same place, had time to defend himself, Lanly nodded and said solemnly, "Yes! I saw it! We don't want to be with Paul tonight, he is not a good boy!"
Paul was full of question marks and he couldn't argue, "You...I...this..." In the end he just looked at Lan Li and Annie dumbfounded, with an innocent look, but after all he did not hold back, he laughed and drooped. Shoulder, "Sorry, it's all my fault, Annie, please forgive me?"
Lanly nodded solemnly, "That's right, Annie, are you willing to forgive Paul?"
However, Annie was obviously not skilled enough. She endured and was lively. After all, she did not hold it back. She quickly raised her hands and covered her mouth, but her smile still couldn't help but overflow, and the brows were full of lightness and joy. .
Seeing Paul's pitiful expression, Annie moved forward, made a grimace, suppressed her smile, and said seriously, "Have you forgotten? I want to be an actor, not a singer! Hee hee!"
Niutou didn't respond to Mazui's answer, but Paul couldn't refute it. He could only nod his head obediently to express affirmation, and then spread his hands, "Yes, yes, it must be like this."
With the helpless expression, Annie finally couldn't help it anymore. She laughed happily after a chuckle. She still covered her mouth with her hands, but the laughter had flowed out unscrupulously, and even the surrounding atmosphere became bright and lively. stand up.
Looking at Annie, who was laughing and laughing, the corners of Lan Li's mouth couldn't help but lifted up, and her eyes were a little ecstatic. Tonight's performance actually allowed Xiao Nizi to find her own dream. This was definitely an unexpected gain.
Of course, now that Annie is still young, a brand new dream may appear every three to five. The actor may not be her ultimate goal; but the most important thing is that after experiencing family turmoil and changes in life, Annie has finally found a struggle. The goal, the smile returned to the cheek again, and life will eventually get better little by little.
For eleven-year-old children, asking them to grow up right now is too cruel and too cold. If you can run madly towards your dream, learn to grow slowly in the midst of stumbles, this may be a more gentle and realistic way.
"Ran Li? Lan Li!"
There was another call from the ear, Lan Li returned to his senses, and cast her gaze towards Annie. The cheek was slightly stained with two blushes, but there was still no sweat on the forehead, so, He cast his inquiring gaze with a smile, and then began to look around for Nathan's figure.
"Len Li, how did you do it? I mean, how did you become an actor? Should I do this?" Annie panted slightly, but her eyes were particularly bright.
Nathan, who was originally standing in the corner chatting, kept his attention all the time. He immediately noticed Lan Li’s raise of his hand. He walked quickly over and listened to Lan Li’s whisper. He quickly turned and left; when he came back again, he was still carrying Annie's portable medicine and a glass of warm water.
"Imitation, imitation is the first step in performance, and it is also a stage that every actor must go through." Lan Li is explaining, "You can learn to imitate those animals, you can also learn to imitate people around you, and gradually learn the skills of imitation. This is the first step." He took the medicine and warm water from Nathan and handed it to Annie.
Annie has long been accustomed to this kind of life. She took the medicine happily, poured it into her mouth, and drank water, but then she said anxiously, "Go on, you go on." Her eyes remained constant. She did not leave Lan Li, and after Lan Li spoke again, she started drinking water again.
Noting Anne's thirsty, Paul told Nathan in a low voice and asked for a glass of warm water again.
In the booth, Lanly, Paul and Annie were chatting in full swing. Annie kept asking Paul to tell about the experience of going to the ocean to shoot a surfing movie. She was full of curiosity and expectation. Then she could see someone coming from the corner of her eyes. When I got to the deck, I stood there eagerly, but worried that it would disturb the rhythm of the conversation, so I didn't speak.
At this time, Annie's attention all fell on Paul, so Lan Li turned his head and cast a questioning gaze.
There was more than one person standing in front of me, but five or six people. Behind them were people standing and chatting. They couldn't distinguish the dividing line. Among them stood an old man about 70 or 80 years old with a wrinkled face. , With sparse white hair, leaning on a cane in his right hand, bending his back slightly, trembling tremblingly even if he is just standing in place.
Lan Li quickly stood up, left the deck, and politely greeted him, "Are you okay?"
"Ha, don't worry about me. I'm about to leave. The taxi is already waiting at the door." The old man chuckled lightly and explained briefly.
Even though his body is already unstable, his posture is still upright, like a dedicated veteran, with traces of the past deeply imprinted in his blood. "I just made a special trip to tell you, thank you tonight. You know, until now, I still often dream of those years, but most of the time it is a nightmare; but tonight should be a beautiful dream."
Lan Li opened his mouth slightly, trying to respond with a word, but the old man did not give him a chance, nodded politely, and then turned away on crutches.
I don't know why he appeared in the pioneer village tonight, why he sighed so much, or what his nightmare is, but a simple sentence contains too much.
People are always asking, art is not money, what can it bring? When you can’t even have enough food and clothing, what right do you have to talk about art?
The old man in front of you is the answer.
Food and clothing are very important, and money is also very important, but compared to them, there are more important things in the world, such as integrity, vigor, faith, freedom and dreams. Perhaps, the wealth of the spiritual world is not enough to continue life, but it is enough to distinguish oneself from all living beings and have a soul that truly belongs to oneself.
"Master, thank you." Another young man standing beside interrupted Lan Li's thoughts and said with a trembling voice, but Lan Li's sight still fell on the old man and did not leave, "Tonight's performance. It’s really amazing! I can’t believe it. We really watched your performance on the spot. I think every Don Quixote will be jealous of me.”
Lan Li retracted his gaze and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I was watching the old gentleman leave just now. I was a little distracted." After admitting his mistakes frankly ~www.novelhall.com~ Lan Li continued, "Jin It is my honor to be able to come to join us tonight. Tonight’s work can be successfully completed, and I need to thank you.”
After the young man left, another middle-aged man walked forward and opened his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't express it accurately. In the end he just said, "This will be a very, very wonderful work. I can't wait to see it in theaters now." After the sigh, he added, "Thank you." Then he turned away in a panic.
The phrase "thank you" contains too much.
Some people are grateful for the wonderful live performance of Lan Li, some are grateful for the reappearance of the wave of the folk song era, some are grateful for the magical experience of visiting the filming scene, and others are grateful for... those about the Vietnam War In the 1960s, about the lost lives and lost dreams.
Tonight’s Pioneer Village is undoubtedly lively. After the performance, almost everyone in the audience is reluctant to leave, not just for the blue gift, but also to communicate the surging and excitement in each other’s hearts. This is a wonderful thing. The night is also a memorable night, always staying in place, reluctant to give up.
Before leaving, it seemed that everyone had a tacit understanding, specifically finding Lan Li, no screams, no shouts, no hugs, just a simple "thank you", but there were countless emotions. The boundaries between the pioneer village and the kerosene lamp bar, the crew and reality are starting to blur again.
Leaving this gate, they once again returned to the 21st century from the 1960s, and from the era of the wave of folk songs to the era of network communication, like traveling through time and space, only they can savor the feelings and tastes in their hearts.
Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Three heads mobile version read the URL:
"It's as if I think of Heather and Alex."Annie said firmly, but after she finished speaking, she sat quietly and fell into her own thoughts. After waiting for a short time, she raised her head again and looked at Lan Li seriously, "You said, Hai Will Se be sorry? Because after all, she still failed to sing that song. She has been practicing very hard, even her fingers are bleeding. But now, she will never have a chance."The ignorant words seem to be ignorant of the world, but they seem to see through the vicissitudes of life.Paul couldn't help but startled, "Annie? How do you know..." How do you know that Heather has passed away?But after all, the following words were not able to continue, and I don't know what to do.Annie raised her head and looked at Paul, and said resolutely, "Because Lanly said, when traveling, not everyone can accompany you to the end. Sometimes, after all, you still have to finish it by yourself. Now, Heather Just embarked on a journey by myself, right?"Simple and simple words, the meaning is not complete, there is no beginning and end, but Paul still understands, raised his head and glanced at Lan Li, then nodded in panic, "Yes...Yes." Take a deep breath, and Paul does too. He calmed down and said carefully, "Although Heather is alone now, she will always be the strongest and sunniest one, right? Maybe she is singing now, enjoying her dreams to the fullest. , Do you think Heather's singing is good?""Good!" Annie showed a shy smile, "I like Heather's singing.""Then, do you prefer Heather or Renly's?" Paul asked again.Xiao Nizi was immediately stumped, and slammed into Paul's arms, "You did it on purpose! Where did you ask questions like this?" Then she widened her eyes and gave Paul a heavy look. Then she slammed into Paul's arms. Turning his head to look at Lan Li, "Lan Li, Paul deliberately bullied me just now. You saw it, right?"Before Paul, who was sitting in the same place, had time to defend himself, Lanly nodded and said solemnly, "Yes! I saw it! We don't want to be with Paul tonight, he is not a good boy!"Paul was full of question marks and he couldn't argue, "You...I...this..." In the end he just looked at Lan Li and Annie dumbfounded, with an innocent look, but after all he did not hold back, he laughed and drooped. Shoulder, "Sorry, it's all my fault, Annie, please forgive me?"Lanly nodded solemnly, "That's right, Annie, are you willing to forgive Paul?"However, Annie was obviously not skilled enough. She endured and was lively. After all, she did not hold it back. She quickly raised her hands and covered her mouth, but her smile still couldn't help but overflow, and the brows were full of lightness and joy. .Seeing Paul's pitiful expression, Annie moved forward, made a grimace, suppressed her smile, and said seriously, "Have you forgotten? I want to be an actor, not a singer! Hee hee!"Niutou didn't respond to Mazui's answer, but Paul couldn't refute it. He could only nod his head obediently to express affirmation, and then spread his hands, "Yes, yes, it must be like this."With the helpless expression, Annie finally couldn't help it anymore. She laughed happily after a chuckle. She still covered her mouth with her hands, but the laughter had flowed out unscrupulously, and even the surrounding atmosphere became bright and lively. stand up.Looking at Annie, who was laughing and laughing, the corners of Lan Li's mouth couldn't help but lifted up, and her eyes were a little ecstatic. Tonight's performance actually allowed Xiao Nizi to find her own dream. This was definitely an unexpected gain.Of course, now that Annie is still young, a brand new dream may appear every three to five. The actor may not be her ultimate goal; but the most important thing is that after experiencing family turmoil and changes in life, Annie has finally found a struggle. The goal, the smile returned to the cheek again, and life will eventually get better little by little.For eleven-year-old children, asking them to grow up right now is too cruel and too cold. If you can run madly towards your dream, learn to grow slowly in the midst of stumbles, this may be a more gentle and realistic way."Ran Li? Lan Li!"There was another call from the ear, Lan Li returned to his senses, and cast her gaze towards Annie. The cheek was slightly stained with two blushes, but there was still no sweat on the forehead, so, He cast his inquiring gaze with a smile, and then began to look around for Nathan's figure."Len Li, how did you do it? I mean, how did you become an actor? Should I do this?" Annie panted slightly, but her eyes were particularly bright.Nathan, who was originally standing in the corner chatting, kept his attention all the time. He immediately noticed Lan Li's raise of his hand. He walked quickly over and listened to Lan Li's whisper. He quickly turned and left; when he came back again, he was still carrying Annie's portable medicine and a glass of warm water."Imitation, imitation is the first step in performance, and it is also a stage that every actor must go through." Lan Li is explaining, "You can learn to imitate those animals, you can also learn to imitate people around you, and gradually learn the skills of imitation. This is the first step." He took the medicine and warm water from Nathan and handed it to Annie.Annie has long been accustomed to this kind of life. She took the medicine happily, poured it into her mouth, and drank water, but then she said anxiously, "Go on, you go on." Her eyes remained constant. She did not leave Lan Li, and after Lan Li spoke again, she started drinking water again.Noting Anne's thirsty, Paul told Nathan in a low voice and asked for a glass of warm water again.In the booth, Lanly, Paul and Annie were chatting in full swing. Annie kept asking Paul to tell about the experience of going to the ocean to shoot a surfing movie. She was full of curiosity and expectation. Then she could see someone coming from the corner of her eyes. When I got to the deck, I stood there eagerly, but worried that it would disturb the rhythm of the conversation, so I didn't speak.At this time, Annie's attention all fell on Paul, so Lan Li turned his head and cast a questioning gaze.There was more than one person standing in front of me, but five or six people. Behind them were people standing and chatting. They couldn't distinguish the dividing line. Among them stood an old man about 70 or 80 years old with a wrinkled face. , With sparse white hair, leaning on a cane in his right hand, bending his back slightly, trembling tremblingly even if he is just standing in place.Lan Li quickly stood up, left the deck, and politely greeted him, "Are you okay?""Ha, don't worry about me. I'm about to leave. The taxi is already waiting at the door." The old man chuckled lightly and explained briefly.Even though his body is already unstable, his posture is still upright, like a dedicated veteran, with traces of the past deeply imprinted in his blood. "I just made a special trip to tell you, thank you tonight. You know, until now, I still often dream of those years, but most of the time it is a nightmare; but tonight should be a beautiful dream."Lan Li opened his mouth slightly, trying to respond with a word, but the old man did not give him a chance, nodded politely, and then turned away on crutches.I don't know why he appeared in the pioneer village tonight, why he sighed so much, or what his nightmare is, but a simple sentence contains too much.People are always asking, art is not money, what can it bring? When you can't even have enough food and clothing, what right do you have to talk about art?The old man in front of you is the answer.Food and clothing are very important, and money is also very important, but compared to them, there are more important things in the world, such as integrity, vigor, faith, freedom and dreams. Perhaps, the wealth of the spiritual world is not enough to continue life, but it is enough to distinguish oneself from all living beings and have a soul that truly belongs to oneself."Master, thank you." Another young man standing beside interrupted Lan Li's thoughts and said with a trembling voice, but Lan Li's sight still fell on the old man and did not leave, "Tonight's performance. It's really amazing! I can't believe it. We really watched your performance on the spot. I think every Don Quixote will be jealous of me.Lan Li retracted his gaze and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I was watching the old gentleman leave just now. I was a little distracted." After admitting his mistakes frankly ~www.novelhall.com~ Lan Li continued, "Jin It is my honor to be able to come to join us tonight. Tonight's work can be successfully completed, and I need to thank you.After the young man left, another middle-aged man walked forward and opened his mouth. He seemed to want to say something, but he couldn't express it accurately. In the end he just said, "This will be a very, very wonderful work. I can't wait to see it in theaters now." After the sigh, he added, "Thank you." Then he turned away in a panic.The phrase "thank you" contains too much.Some people are grateful for the wonderful live performance of Lan Li, some are grateful for the reappearance of the wave of the folk song era, some are grateful for the magical experience of visiting the filming scene, and others are grateful for... those about the Vietnam War In the 1960s, about the lost lives and lost dreams.Tonight's Pioneer Village is undoubtedly lively. After the performance, almost everyone in the audience is reluctant to leave, not just for the blue gift, but also to communicate the surging and excitement in each other's hearts. This is a wonderful thing. The night is also a memorable night, always staying in place, reluctant to give up.Before leaving, it seemed that everyone had a tacit understanding, specifically finding Lan Li, no screams, no shouts, no hugs, just a simple "thank you", but there were countless emotions. The boundaries between the pioneer village and the kerosene lamp bar, the crew and reality are starting to blur again.Leaving this gate, they once again returned to the 21st century from the 1960s, and from the era of the wave of folk songs to the era of network communication, like traveling through time and space, only they can savor the feelings and tastes in their hearts.Please remember the domain name of this book's first publication:. Three heads mobile version read the URL:
