Rebirth of the New Farmers in the 1980s

　　 "Then you sing a song, what song would you sing?"

What song can 　　 sing? There are too many songs to sing. Like they would sing the frontier spring water is clear and clear, I love those songs in Wuzhishan.

　　 the rest of the people also followed.

　　 "Look at what songs you outsiders would sing, sing one."

　　 sing as long as you sing, and you can’t sing death, but Wanfeng took a lot of thinking about what song to sing.

　　 Now those love songs cannot be sung, because the country has not yet opened the ban, and the minimum ban will be eight or three years later, so he wants to sing so that there can be no love between men and women in the songs.

　　 "Let me sing a song for young people who have aspirations without worrying."

　　 "You have no sorrow for your young ambitions! What song? I seem to have never heard it before."

　　 Of course you have never heard of it. The author of this song now probably wears crotch pants.

　　 "Does it sound good? Don't sing like Old Seven."

　　 Is it good? You will know after you hear it! This man is really stupid.

　　 Wanfeng brewed his emotions for a while and sang: "Several wind and rain, spring and autumn, wind, frost, snow and rain beat the torrent..."

After 　　 sang one sentence, there was silence all around.

　　The songs of the 1980s are still mainly in the mainstream of folk singing, and almost all songs are in this style. The style of popular songs has hardly appeared yet, at least in rural areas.

　　 At that time, Wan Feng had just finished pouring his voice, and his voice already had the appearance of an adult's voice. Although it seemed immature when he sang it, his voice was enough to shake the hearts of those who listened to it.

　　 "For the smile of my mother, for the harvest of the earth..."

　　 Especially when the chorus is sung, Wan Feng's roaring voice is even more exciting.

　　 Luan Feng, who was beside Wanfeng, was short of breath with excitement, clutching Wanfeng's arm with one hand.

　　 In this silent night, Wanfeng’s singing sounded far away, and there seemed to be echoes lingering in people’s ears at the end of a song.

　　 "What kind of song are you! I've never heard such a song before, it's so nice."

　　 "I don't know what's going on, I feel itchy all over my body."

　　 Luan Feng grasped Wan Feng's hand and did not let go: "Is there any more, sing one more! Sing another one!"

　　 "No more." Wan Feng refused altogether.

　　 According to this trend, if he does not deny it, it is estimated that singing will be endless until dawn.

　　 Luan Feng didn’t believe it at all: “You must have something else, it’s impossible to do this one, and wait until the meeting arrives at my grandma’s house to sing again.”

　　 Lao Li has two sons, both of whom are now married and living in the ditch. There are only the old couple in Dongtou.

　　 Lao Li works as a breeder in the team, and usually he can't go home until midnight.

　　 Lao Li’s wife lives in the East House and is already asleep at this time.

　　 Xicheng and the blacksmith were taken home by their sisters because they were too young. In the end, there were about a dozen men and women gathered on the big kang in the West House of the old Li's house.

　　Kang was heated at the right temperature, and with a big bed covered with legs, more than a dozen people formed a circle.

　　 At that time, the electrodes were unstable. Except for the three days of the New Year, the power went out.

　　Although the electricity bill is very cheap, but low income usually does not turn on the light.

　　 So a group of people touched the blind Hu and started a singing competition.

　　 Originally they wanted to listen to Wan Feng sing, but this proposal was rejected by Wan Feng. If he sings by himself tomorrow, he might not be able to speak.

　　 If you want to sing, everyone should sing together, one for each.

　　 Start from Wanfeng.

　　 Wanfeng sang a song by Zheng Zhihua's Sailor, which won warm applause from everyone.

　　 Then the others sang. Wanfeng’s singing was in front. The others were obviously foolish and sang very short songs. They all hoped that it would be Wanfeng’s turn to listen to Wanfeng sing new songs as soon as possible.

　　 Wanfeng’s songs are unique in both melody and sing style, giving them a tsunami-like impact.

　　 Wanfeng's second song is "Away from Home" by Shui Mu Nianhua

After 　　 sang the song, Luan Feng, who was sitting next to Wanfeng, suddenly asked, "Is there no love song? Sing a song."

　　 Luan Feng’s proposal was cheered by everyone. They were all young boys and girls who were in love with each other, who hadn't gotten sparks in their stomachs yet.

　　 "Is it okay to sing this? If you can't make it, you will be rapped."

　　 In the 1980s, Teresa Teng’s songs were still very popular. Where can I sing love songs?

　　 "Just sing one, and we won't say anything."

　　 "Then sing one, and I won't sing tonight after singing this." Wan Feng also put forward his own terms.

　　 Love songs can be said to be the most numerous song genre in later generations. Thousands of songs come out every year, but not many can be passed down.

　　 Wanfeng recalled it for a moment, and finally chose a song whether you still love me tomorrow.

　　 "A song came from the radio at midnight. It was a melody that you and I were already familiar with..."

　　 This is a song with a very beautiful melody and slightly sentimental. It can be said to be one of Tong Ange's masterpieces. This song appeared in the early nineties and Wan Feng asked him to come out more than ten years earlier.

　　 As for whether Tong Ange will make it again after he sings it out, Wanfeng doesn't care about it. It's a matter of ten years later, who knows what the butterfly effect will be.

　　 There is no sound in the room after singing the song.

　　 It’s been a long time before someone exclaimed: “It’s so nice, I can’t imagine there are such nice songs in the world.”

　　 Luan Feng quietly leaned his head on Wan Feng's arm in the dark. UU Reading www. uukanshu.com

The 　　 song program has come to an end, and the story-telling session will begin next.

　　 Because Wanfeng had told stories in Liang Wan's house, everyone in the room quietly listened to Wanfeng telling stories.

　　 Wanfeng started with a science fiction story and talked about what the world will look like decades later.

　　 They think that Wanfeng is telling stories. No one knows that Wanfeng tells real things, but they are only decades later.

　　 "Thirty years later, there are only one or two families left in Dongtou."

　　 In the end, Wanfeng even talked about the future of Wahou.

　　 "Nonsense, where are all the people in the east?"

　　 "They were all moved to the ditch, and it became farmland."

　　 Wanfeng said it was something. By 2010, there was only one family left here in Dongtou, the Jiang Wen family who now lives in Dongtou Houjie.

　　 Said it was Jiang Wen's family, but Jiang Wen himself was left.

　　Wan Feng had to call Jiang Wen his uncle on the generational basis. This is also a place where Wan Feng was very angry. He was almost a generation older than him in his grandma's house. Even people like Xicheng and the blacksmith had to call people uncle uncle.

　　 Jiang Wen is four years older than Wanfeng. At this time, he is sitting opposite Wanfeng.

　　 This product will suffer from alcoholism in the future, and is too lazy to be too lazy, drank his wife away, and in the end the lonely family is left to eat together all day long and wait for death.

　　 "In the future, a cement bridge will be built on the big river from the back of the mountain to Xiaogushan. Painted roads will pass between the teams, and many houses will have cars..."

Wan Feng recounted the situation of Wei Village in a few decades. Anyway, these people may not remember it. Even if they think of what Wan Feng said tonight after a few decades, they can only think that Wan Feng’s imagination is richer. It is purely coincidental.