House Dad’s Literary Life

Yang Lan took the guitar, then moved a chair and sat in front of the TV, padding his right leg against the guitar, facing Murphy on the sofa.

Next to the cockroach is still trying to bury her head against her big cake, the mouth keeps squatting, but the little girl's big eyes are looking at the bones, curiously watching Dad.

"You really wrote a song for me?" Seeing that Yang Lan had set a posture, Murphy only reacted dizzyly. She couldn't help but surprise her heart and asked.

"Of course! I want to sing you to you." Looking at Murphy's confused expression, Yang Xiao smiled. "It is the song name of this song!"

"Hey! I want to sing you to listen to you, hehe!" Mo Xiaojuan topped Murphy with her elbows and glanced at her with a sullen look.

"Don't make trouble, listen carefully." Murphy was a little embarrassed, shouted.

Yang Wei smiled and started his playing.

The prelude was relatively gentle at the beginning, and the guitar's slightly heavy but pleasing sound slowly opened the curtain. But only for a short period of time, Yang Lan gently knocked on the fingerboard a few times, and when he plucked the strings again, it seemed to suddenly change from a slow walk to a hundred meters, and the rhythm suddenly became faster...

Murphy was a little surprised. She looked at Yang Lan strangely. The song he wrote before seems to have not changed so much like this rhythm!

But Murphy still sinks to listen carefully, because the melody is still very beautiful, she first thought about carefully understanding the emotions expressed by the melody.

There seems to be some joy and some joy?

Yang Lan paused and sang: "I want to sing you to you..."

The melody will start again, just become gentle and won't take the lead.

Mo Xiaojuan was the first time to listen to Yang Lan singing. He just spoke up, and the thick magneticity in the voice line suddenly made her scalp numb.

sounds amazing!

In the original sing, this part is the part of the female voice, but Yang Lan did not show off the skills for the sake of the show. He lowered the tone and changed it to the tune of all the male voices.

"...now, young and old, flowers, open your own, decorate your buds." The lyrics are indeed in line with the female voice, but Murphy did not respond, she and Yang Lan looked at each other. Feel the love in his eyes.

Thick, like a flower.

"Who can replace you, young people love, dear people, the distance is far away, we are together..." The lyrics are almost sweet.

In the meantime, Mo Xiaojuan was a bit distracted. After all, she was not as passionate about music as Murphy. She listened and suddenly realized that this song seems to have nothing to do with her...

Then, she glanced at her cousin, watching her and Yang Lan, you squinted at me, suddenly felt that you should not sit here, but also glared at Murphy, like a tens of thousands of watts of light bulbs... And it is the kind of bright but still neglected.

"I am going, why should I make that suggestion?" Mo Xiaojuan regretted some. "Is this not a dog food?"

"I sing you to me, give me your innocent smile..." Yang Lan suddenly raised the rhythm and sound, and the joy in the voice seemed to rise like the samba.

He suddenly stopped and extended his left hand.

Without a drill, Murphy understood the meaning of Yang Lan. Her face was full of happiness, and she walked over and took Yang Lan’s hand.

"Come together." Yang Lan took back his hand, still clasped on the string, and looked at her with encouragement.

Murphy was a little surprised, but still nodded.

The melody revived, and Yang Lan sang softly: "I sing you to me."

"I sing you to you." Murphy followed, but her talent was very high. She changed her accented parts and sang a taste that was not quite the same as Yang Lan. It was like a harmony.

"Is it better to use your hot feelings? The years are worth remembering, nostalgic, shy red face..." Yang Lan did not stop again, he continued to sing, and Murphy swayed beside him. Follow it gently.

"Who can replace you?" Yang Lan sang as he sang, looking up at Murphy's eyes, regardless of the years, this is the best confession.

The woman is also looking down at him, sing and laugh as she sings.

Mo Xiaojuan is also watching them, especially Murphy, the cousin on the cousin's blushing face, as if the peony is blooming.

Mo Xiaojuan knows Murphy too much. How can she laugh like this? I laughed out of the flowers!

This is not only happiness, but also joy from the heart. There is no love hidden in the eyebrows!

The mountain water meets the acquaintance, the so-called harmony of the piano, the phoenix and the humming, probably about Yang Lan and Murphy?

"When the road is far away, let's be together..." When Mo Xiaojuan returned to God, he discovered that he had sang the song of Yang Lan. Although Murphy had not yet learned it, he followed it to the end.

"Good! Listen!" Mo Xiaojuan waved his arms and patted his hands. "Brother, how do you sing so well? I don't know!"

I don't know when I finished the cake. The little girl thought that Aunt Mo Xiaojuan was questioning her father. She suddenly stood up unwillingly and stood up with a bulging belly. She said proudly: "My sister has been very powerful! He will also sing let_it_go, let_it_go!"

Later, although Yang Lan was afraid that her daughter would ventilate her open air, she rarely sang, but the little girl still remembered it very clearly.

"What?" Mo Xiaojuan asked strangely.

"let_it_go!" Murphy looked at Yang Lan with a beautiful look. "Yang Hao, you haven't sang this song yet, listen to it, this is the English song you sing."

It was crazy to expose Yang Lan that night. Murphy forgot to ask this question. Now I will remember it when I lift it up.

"Wow, my brother-in-law will still have English songs? Wouldn't it be what you wrote?" Mo Xiaojuan was really surprised.

"He still has a lot of foreign languages, and there are some strange things in English." Murphy explained, but she still looked at Yang Lan.

"I wrote it. Before I told you about the fairy tale of "Frozen", I suddenly wrote a song. I started with a Chinese version called "Let's Be It", but then I felt that the Chinese version was sung. Some, try to change into English lyrics, so it is called "let_it_go"." Yang Hao smiled and said.

"Fast, fast, sing to listen!" Mo Xiaojuan excitedly slammed his hand. "First listen to Chinese and listen to English."

"Actually, this song Murphy is better to sing. The Chinese version will be next time. I will teach Murphy to sing. Now I will sing the English version for you to listen to." Yang Lan gently bounced the guitar.

The familiar melody suddenly made you excited, and the little girl also got to the side of Dad.

"let_it_go..." At the beginning, Yang Hao sang a song. He immediately sang along, and Yang Lan lowered his voice, letting the little girl's simple, tender but sweet voice sing in the living room. He just took a little belt.

Of course, you will have two sentences, but you can sing these two sentences, and you will be very happy. The little girl ran over with a smile and plunged into the arms of her mother.

Yang Hao only raised the volume, then sang it, no fake sound, naturally no singer so high, but Yang Yu bite the word clearly, so that Murphy they saw his English standard.