Chubby baby is proud! Chubby baby raises hand!
Hi Dad, I know your little one wants to sing songs with you. Dads and kids often sing songs together in the big room!
It was just that Dad Shen and Zai Zai were singing, while Dad Chi was throwing water from behind, a little water from this bottle and a little water from that bottle.
The water fell down and flew up, swinging back and forth in Dad's hands, turning and running around.
Mr. Shen and his son really enjoy watching Mr. Chi throw water around. Mr. Shen says Mr. Chi is handsome.
The little one looked at his father, Chen.
Shen's father looks great when he sings.
It would be even better if we could sing together while holding the baby.
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"I once gazed at you amidst this clamor, my heartbeat lost like a drumbeat, your laughter still echoes in my ears, but my deep affection has been frozen by time..."
The resident singer on stage sat on a high stool in the center of the stage, holding a guitar, his long legs casually crossed.
He wore a vintage dark brown leather jacket, the soft material clinging to his broad shoulders and muscular arms.
The delicate metal zipper on the jacket gleamed with a subtle, cool light under the stage lights.
The air in the bar was filled with a faint aroma of alcohol and tobacco, mixed with the perfumes worn by the people, creating a unique and captivating atmosphere.
The walls are adorned with various unique decorative paintings and photographs, creating an artistic atmosphere and a retro ambiance that soothes the soul.
When Shen Yulou opened his eyes, his fingers were still dancing nimbly on the guitar.
Still deeply immersed in the emotions of the song, he decided to furrow his brows and passionately pour out the world within the song.
In a daze, the purplish-blue liquor on the bar in the distance cascaded down from above, shimmering with a captivating color.
"Memories are a bitter cup of wine; once drunk, they are hard to escape. The tenderness of the past is now faded and worn..."
When the song ended, enthusiastic applause erupted from the audience. Shen Yulou took out his phone to select the next song.
"System, transfer the main storyline."
He lifted his left foot and stepped onto the edge of the stool, where a pair of brown vintage Martin boots came into view.
The shoelaces were tied neatly, and there were several unique scratches on the shoe surface left by time and walking.
It has quite a story to tell.
Shen Yulou reached out and touched the marks on the shoe, slowly absorbing memories as the song's intro began.
He yearns for a free and unrestrained life and has shown a strong interest and love for music since childhood.
However, due to his family's poor financial situation, he was unable to study music systematically. After being admitted to university, he began to compose songs freely and participate in various cultural and artistic activities and performances.
He has a great voice, but unfortunately, his composing and lyric writing are really not good, so he has never been very famous.
After graduating from university, he took a guitar and five thousand yuan in his pocket and started traveling all over the country, performing on the streets and alleys and singing in various bars.
With her unique voice and profound musical skills, she gradually gained some fame in the bar scene.
He was a typical artsy young man, who loved to speak in literary terms and often felt lonely and overwhelmed by the complexities of life.
It's disheartening to see how fickle people's hearts are, yet we feel powerless to change it.
Of course, this was him when he was young, with an empty mind and no knowledge.
Over the years of traveling all over the country, he has learned a lot.
He now enjoys listening to others talk.
When listening to others tell stories, I often engage in lengthy discussions with like-minded individuals, lamenting the impermanence of life.
Oh, so you're quite the artsy type.
Not bad, not bad, Shen Yulou loves to do these literary things.
Shen Yulou was quite pleased with the man, but then he turned his gaze to the young man mixing drinks at the bar.
A crisp white inner layer and a black vest, with a burgundy silk bow tie loosely tied at the neckline.
The cuffs were rolled up slightly, revealing tanned forearms with well-defined muscle lines.
Those hands are sexy no matter what they do.
In this dimension, Chi Yuan's identity is that of the bartender on the other side, and also one of the partners of this bar.
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