Superstar Couple

The short film at the beginning of this year's Spring Festival Gala made people feel something different.

What is the Spring Festival Gala? Every industry and everyone has a different understanding.

However, the most surprising thing is a short video after Zhang Le expressed his understanding of the Spring Festival Gala.

Many subtleties in the short film touched the tears of the audience, the mother's callused hands, several wounded feet, slightly arched back, her eyes, and the dialogue of the characters, the narration of the short film, Even when the little granddaughter saw her grandmother sitting on the other side, holding up the bowl in front of her and stepping back, it added a touch of family affection to the joyful atmosphere.

What is the most delicious thing in the world?

--Mum's cooking!

At the end of the short film, when these words appeared, the Spring Festival Gala officially started. However, this time it wasn't the host Qi congratulating the New Year, nor those familiar cheerful singing and dancing performances, but accompanied by a burst of music, Zhang Le walked onto the stage alone.

And the program introduction appeared in the lower left corner of the screen.

Song: The rice cooked by mother is the most delicious! Lyricist Zhang Le, composer Zhang Le, singing Zhang Le!

"The sky is so blue, the clouds are so pale, so many love dreams... Hey hey...Life is full and simple, hey hey...Mom's cooking is the most delicious... .”

After watching the short video, many people were already in tears, and those who were more reserved had tears in their eyes, but when they heard Zhang Le's songs, they couldn't hold back anymore, and the tears rolled down. Thousands of families, at this festive time, At this moment, there was no laughter.

The Spring Festival Gala gave the audience a different feeling from the very beginning.

Tears are sometimes a baptism of the soul. Perhaps, as Zhang Le said, the Spring Festival Gala should not only be joyful, but also need to be moving. The touch is the love of parents. It is the warmth of the family.

"Mom..." Yan Yufang's son looked at his mother, a little choked up, but was speechless for a while.

"For the New Year, why are you crying? I didn't expect this year's Spring Festival Gala to start in this way. I don't know whether to praise it or scold it?" Yan Yufang smiled, her eyes were moist.

"Who dares to scold? I think this opening is better than any previous Spring Festival Gala. Director Zhang is right. In addition to joy, the Spring Festival Gala should also be moving." Yan Yufang's son said with a smile.

Yan Yufang smiled and said nothing.

"The opening of this year's Spring Festival Gala is unexpected!" Fang Hai smiled, looked at his daughter, and said, "You performed well, but it was overshadowed by Lao Yan's performance. Her performance is too eye-catching. It's as pure as fire Qing. A few movements can poke people's tears."

"I didn't feel it when I was acting, but I didn't want to see this effect when I watched it." Fang Rui wiped away her tears. Looking at his parents, he couldn't help but say, "Dad, Mom, I love you!"

"This child!" Fang Rui's mother said with a smile.

"In order to perform this short film, Mr. Yan also specially observed some elderly people with cataracts, and specially invited rural old people to demonstrate some actions in the short film. Her acting skills were greatly appreciated by Director Zhang. Director Zhang also said She is a real actress." Fang Rui continued.

"This movie will probably directly change the image of Lao Yan! The horror who finds her in the future will not be such an annoying character." Fang Hai said.

A short film touched the tears of countless people, but this is especially true for a family in Yanjing at this time.

"Mom, have you met Zhang Le?" A woman looked at the old man beside her and asked.

"Who is Zhang Le?" The old man asked curiously.

"That's singing on stage..." the woman said, suddenly remembering that her mother's eyes seemed to be unable to see Zhang Le on TV clearly.

And a boy next to the woman wiped away tears, stood up immediately, and took out a poster after a while. Handed it to the old man and said, "Grandma, look it's him!"

The old man picked up the poster, looked at it carefully, and said: "I seem to have a little impression, oh. I remembered. He is that person, the policeman who helped me find me after I lost my way in Yanjing. By the way , Is that umbrella given to me by his wife? You know him, but he has to return that umbrella.”

The woman glanced at her husband and then at her son.

"So that's how it is!" said the woman's husband suddenly.

He now understands why Zhang Le suddenly appeared in the Spring Festival Gala. Perhaps, he met his wife's mother. He suddenly felt that it was the right thing to leave his mother-in-law to celebrate the New Year.

"That umbrella belongs to Yang Xiner?" The old man's grandson suddenly said excitedly.

"Oh, is his wife's name Yang Xin'er? Although I can't see clearly, his wife must be very beautiful. Her voice is beautiful!" said the old man.

After Zhang Le sang the song, he left the stage without saying a word. At this time, several hosts came to the stage, and the songs elicited the love of fathers and mothers, and then the topic of family reunion during the Spring Festival, and advocated that the audience in front of the TV should say to the parents around them: Mom and Dad, I love you!

Zhang Le's singing is undoubtedly distracted. After "Where does the time go", Zhang Le once again brought a tear-jerking song on the Spring Festival Gala. On the Internet, there has been a heated discussion about this.

Zhang Le got off the stage, didn't leave, and didn't rest in the backstage. Instead, he came to the front desk and sat down at the guest seat prepared by the program team to watch the show.

Of course, the most important thing is to wait for Yang Xiner.

After a few singing and dancing performances, there was a sketch, and then Yang Xiner's performance.

Originally, the program group planned to let Yang Xiner perform as the finale, but Yang Xiner refused. She hopes to finish the performance sooner and then go back to see Baoer.

Yang Xiner's songs, unlike other singers, performed on stage one after another without any gaps or introductions. The host introduced Yang Xiner and even said something to elicit the name of the song.

Yang Xiner came on stage, still beautiful, the music started, and the introduction of the song appeared in the lower left corner.

"Rolling Bead Curtain", the lyrics and music are all composed by Zhang Le.

"Engage every brow and heart well, and through thinking in the painting, the ink is stained, and thousands of family texts are yellowed..."

This is a song full of Chinese charm. Needless to say, this is a eerie and bleak story.

A woman who is infatuated with her husband expresses her longing for her husband's return while painting. The lyrics once again show Zhang Le's profound knowledge of ancient Chinese prose. With the help of a large number of puns and metaphors and descriptions of the natural environment, this longing is constantly deepened. Resonate with the listener.

Yang Xiner showed the picture of this story to people with her ethereal voice.

A beautiful woman frowned deeply, and the wrinkles seemed to be carved between her brows, revealing the sad thoughts in her heart. Frowning as she paints, she recalls the good times her husband and she spent together. The pictures all reveal the woman's thoughts.

The woman expresses the thoughts and sorrows in her heart in vivid paintings. Due to the emotional instability, the painting style tends to be extensive, just like splashing ink, so as to vent her emotions in her heart.

Her kind of melancholy compares with all the ancient articles describing lovesickness. Yellowing, the oxidative fading of the paper, has a feeling of passing time.

Unknowingly, she was completely immersed in her longing for her husband, forgot the time, and painted until late at night. The night was very quiet, the sky was slowly getting brighter, the candles were not blown out, reflecting the morning light, the window screens shone slightly.

She was tired of painting, and it was dawn, so she fell asleep tiredly. She dreamed of dancing and frolicking beside her husband, and at the same time, she kept thinking about him little by little.

This song by Yang Xiner brought tears to the tears of many women whose husbands are no longer around! (to be continued ~^~)