[Gao] One hundred things about liking

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Wang Jiaer didn't want to be a singer from the beginning.When he was five years old, several bouncing animals appeared on old-fashioned TV sets.Sitting on the small bench in his grandma's house, he stared intently at the drooping, unhappy little donkey Il with a bow tie on his tail, and had his first dream in life.

Dad is the fencer's coach. After Wang Jiaer finished this summer vacation, he was taken home to start training.The amount of training is not large, but it is unbearable for a child.He cried and ran to act like a baby with his mother, but his mother just hugged him and brought him back a donkey doll.It looks happy, grinning, with no downturned eyes and no pink bow tied around its tail.With tears in his eyes, Wang Jiaer picked up the doll and placed it carefully beside the pillow.Understand that some things can only be achieved by yourself.Just like the neatly organized trophies in Mom and Dad's room.

At the age of 17, he won the first gold medal in his life, and then flew to South Korea alone to become a trainee. After three years, he finally made his debut in a group.

On Wang Jiaer's birthday, he adopted a donkey.Small in size, he can walk with his hunchback.Wang Jiaer named it Michael, and there is no bow on the tail.When parting, Michael drooped his head and wept silently.He hugged it and wanted to cry too.Before going to bed, Wang Jiaer asked his roommate if life is always like this.The roommate didn't answer him, just touched his head and said you can keep it in your heart.Later he wrote a song called Michael Jackson.Keep the first dream in the song forever.

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Da Zhangwei was not a person who was born talking jokes and singing.Both parents in the family are ordinary workers, and they wake up early to make a living, and the unaffected environment does not allow the children to have extra energy to think about the future.Zhang Wei, who is under ten years old, has extremely poor athletic performance and can fall flat while walking.Fortunately, God is fair, and the brain is always several times better than others.The children in the alley would always catch Zhang Wei after school and chase Zhang Wei on the road.He has practiced the escape skills of Da Zhangwei, who can run faster than a rabbit.

Passing the overpass on the way home, there was a man with a scruffy beard and pigtails, wearing a ragged white shirt, playing a guitar and singing there.In the guitar case in front of him, there were a few steel jumpers scattered here and there.Zhang Wei was standing there listening with an old red schoolbag on his back.

There were not many people watching, and Zhang Wei was particularly eye-catching inside as he walked and stayed with the crowd.The singer was tired, so he put down his guitar and squatted aside to drink water.

Zhang Wei asked him, what song do you sing.

The man thought for a while and said, there are a lot of them, they are all rebellious songs.Children cannot listen.

Seeing Zhang Wei's blank face, he smiled and said, Do you know about rebellion? It means to rebel against your parents, against your teachers, against everyone, and against the world.

No, I have to be a good boy.Zhang Wei said seriously, otherwise my mother would beat me and slap my ass.

That's why it's called resistance.The singer shook his head and screwed on the water bottle in his hand.

The singer began to sing again.Zhang Wei stood there listening for a while, thinking about it, took out the crumpled banknotes from his pocket, smoothed them out, and then solemnly put the one dollar into the guitar case in front of him.

The little boy went home obediently, ate and slept.People have to eat, and resistance also has to eat.He thought, ignorantly accepting some of the things life had taught him.

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Wang Jiaer's 20-year-old life list has long been listed, such as swimming with dolphins, skydiving, and putting his head in the mouth of a tiger.Young people are willing to explore the dangers and wonders of the world, which is very different from Zhang Wei, who has gone through a third of his life.It’s not that Zhang Wei doesn’t have ideal goals, on the contrary, as early as Zhang Wei was 16 years old, when most people buried their heads in school or fell in love with red faces, he had already formed a group with Wang Wenbo and Guo Yang on the stage.After ten years of ups and downs, this flower that bloomed under the thunder of the blue sky finally withered slowly in the torrent of time.How many people's life's ups and downs have been completed by him.No matter how hard it is for him to have the freshness and sincerity of a 20-year-old young man, he just wants to make some money and do something of his own for the remaining two-thirds of his life.You don’t need to live for too long, when you get old, you just sit on a rocking chair, drink some green tea from a cup, chatter away, and wait a while longer to see off your wife.

Comparing the future life plans of the 20-year-old and the 30-year-old together, it seems that there is no point of intersection, but no one has any objection to this.Just like Wang Jiaer doesn't mind putting rocking chairs and green tea on the agenda, Da Zhangwei also really wants to see if he can really put his head in a tiger's mouth.

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The difference of 11 years may be really big.

More than one person said this to Wang Jiaer.Just like howling when he just came out of his mother's belly, Zhang Wei already had his first guitar in his life; when he was sitting on the small bench in front of the TV, and was fascinated by a small animal inside , this man and his band shined brilliantly on the stage; when he came to him over a thousand mountains and overcoming obstacles, Da Zhangwei had also fulfilled most of his life's dreams, walking ahead of most people early.

This river formed by the rush of time cuts off the morning sun and the setting sun, and wets his feet, but it can't stop a young man from rushing to another person's heart.

Da Zhangwei didn't have to do anything, as long as he stood there, another life would rush into his life recklessly.This life has the afterglow of the setting sun, the dawn, and hope.

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The young man looked at Da Zhangwei propping his head and looking depressed, and inappropriately remembered the little donkey that he couldn't get when he was five years old.Wang Jiaer thought about why he wanted it all the time, was it because of its drooping ears, or the downturned corners of its eyes, or the bow on its tail?No, neither.He knelt down and pulled Da Zhangwei's other hand on his lap, and met his suspicious eyes.

It is because it is not happy.He couldn't help but straighten up and kiss those eyes, devoutly like kissing his own beating heart.