There's no need to hide anything.
Your worn-out doll, your mask, your ego
It seemed to be a murmur, or perhaps a chant, telling an ordinary story. The stage was plunged into darkness, with the lights shining only on Fang Yang, while all around was silent.
The sound gradually grew stronger, with Zhu Laosan's guitar playing joining in, giving it a unique sense of power!
They said they would tame every monster with light.
They said they would stitch up your wound.
Why is loneliness not glorious when no one loves the clown?
Humans are imperfect, and that's what makes them worthy of praise.
Who says someone covered in mud isn't a hero?
As the song began, each keystroke became more powerful, and Zhu Laosan played the guitar with dazzling skill.
I love you, walking alone in the dark alley.
I love the way you don't kneel.
I loved you and faced despair.
Refusing to cry
I love your tattered clothes
But dare to block the gun of fate
Loving you is so much like me
The gaps are all the same
As the lights gradually came on, Luo Hu was already sobbing uncontrollably, clutching his hands tightly, afraid of disturbing Fang Yang's singing. The camera panned across the audience and finally focused on the "Man and Nature" cast, where all four, including the director, were weeping uncontrollably.
People only see the cocoons on the branches, but do not understand the silkworm secretly spinning its silk.
Behind the glamour, countless hardships and struggles go unspoken, leaving them only to endure and deliver one breathtaking work after another. While thousands of homes are illuminated by lights, they keep company with the chirping of insects, gaze at the starry sky, and yearn for their wives, children, and parents at home. They fear that when they return home, their young children will no longer recognize them but will still call out "Uncle!"
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