"Then sing one. What songs can you sing?"
What songs can they sing? There are so many songs. For example, they would sing songs like "The spring water in the frontier is so clear" and "I love Wuzhi Mountain".
The others on the side also followed suit.
"See what songs you outsiders can sing. Sing one."
Just sing, singing won’t kill anyone, but Wan Feng spent some time thinking about what song to sing.
Those love songs cannot be sung now because they have not been lifted from the ban in the country. The lifting of the ban will not be until at least after 1983. Therefore, the songs he wants to sing cannot contain any romance between men and women.
"Let me sing a song about a young man with great ambitions and no worries."
"Young people with great ambitions don't worry about anything! What song is that? I don't think I've ever heard it before."
Of course you haven't heard it. The author of this song is probably still wearing open-crotch pants now.
"Is it nice? Don't sing like Lao Qi."
You'll know whether it's good or not once you listen to it! This guy is really stupid.
Wan Feng gathered his emotions and began to sing: "Several storms, several springs and autumns, wind, frost, snow, rain and rapids..."
After singing a line, there was silence all around.
Songs in the 1980s were still mainly based on folk singing styles, and almost all songs were in this style. Popular songs had hardly appeared yet, at least not in the countryside.
At that time, Wan Feng had just recovered his voice, and his voice already sounded like an adult's. Although his singing still sounded childish, this voice was enough to shock the hearts of those who listened to it.
"For the smile of mother, for the harvest of the earth..."
Especially when singing the chorus, Wan Feng's roaring voice makes people's blood boil.
Luan Feng, who was beside Wan Feng, was so excited that he was breathing rapidly, and one hand was tightly grasping Wan Feng's arm.
In this silent night, Wan Feng's singing voice could be heard from far away, and even after the song ended, its echo seemed to still linger in people's ears.
"What song is this? I've never heard a song like this before. It's really beautiful."
"I don't know why, but I feel itchy all over my body when I hear it."
Luan Feng held onto Wan Feng's hand without letting go: "Any more? Sing one more! Sing one more!"
"No more." Wan Feng simply refused.
If he doesn't deny it according to this trend, he will probably keep singing until the sun rises.
Luan Feng didn't believe it at all: "You must know other songs, it's impossible that you only know this one. Wait until we get to my grandma's house and sing it again."
Old Li has two sons, both of whom have started their own families and live in the ditch, so only the old couple are left at the east end.
Lao Li works as a breeder in the team and usually doesn't get home until late at night.
Lao Li's wife lived in the east room and was already asleep at this time.
Xicheng and the blacksmith were taken back home by their sister because they were too old. In the end, there were only about a dozen men and women left gathered on the big kang in the west room of Old Li's house.
The kang was heated to just the right temperature, and with a large quilt to cover their legs, more than ten people gathered in a circle.
The electrodes were unstable at that time, and there were power outages except for the three during the Chinese New Year.
Although electricity is very cheap, people with low incomes usually don't turn on the lights.
So a group of people started a singing competition blindly.
Originally they wanted to listen to Wan Feng sing, but this proposal was rejected by Wan Feng. If he had sung it himself, he would probably be speechless.
If we want to sing, let's sing together, each person sings one.
Start from Wanfeng.
Wan Feng sang Zheng Zhihua's Sailor, which won warm applause from everyone.
Then it was the turn of the others to sing. With Wan Feng's voice in the front, the others were obviously just fooling around and singing very briefly. They all hoped that it would be Wan Feng's turn as soon as possible to hear him sing a new song.
The songs sung by Wan Feng are unique in both melody and singing style, which brings them a tsunami-like impact.
The second song Wan Feng sang was Shuimu Nianhua's "In A Foreign Land"
After the song was over, Luan Feng, who was sitting next to Wan Feng, suddenly asked, "Don't you have any love songs? Sing one."
Luan Feng's proposal was cheered by everyone. They were all young boys and girls who were just beginning to fall in love, and there was no one who didn't have sparks in their hearts.
"Is it okay to sing this? If you're not careful, it might be considered a pornographic song."
In the 1980s, Teresa Teng’s songs were still decadent and she was not qualified to sing love songs.
"Just sing one, none of us."
"Then sing one, and after this one you won't sing anymore tonight." Wan Feng also put forward his own conditions.
Love songs may be the most numerous type of songs in later generations, with thousands of them released every year, but not many of them can be passed down.
Wan Feng reminisced and finally chose a song called "Do You Still Love Me?"
"A song quietly played on the radio at midnight, a melody that you and I are already familiar with..."
This is a song with a very beautiful melody and a slightly sentimental touch. It can be said to be one of Tong Ange's representative works. This song appeared in the early 1990s, and Wan Feng made it come out more than ten years in advance.
As for whether Tong Ange will produce it again in the future after he sang it, Wan Feng doesn't care. That is more than ten years later and who knows what kind of butterfly effect it will have.
When the song was finished, there was no sound in the room.
After a long while, someone finally exclaimed, "It's really beautiful! I never thought there were such beautiful songs in the world."
In the darkness, Luan Feng quietly leaned her head on Wan Feng's arm.
The song program has come to an end, and now the storytelling session will begin.
Because Wan Feng had told stories before at Liang Wan's house, everyone in the room listened quietly to Wan Feng's story.
Wan Feng uses the perspective of a science fiction story to describe what the world will look like in a few decades.
They thought Wan Feng was just telling stories, but they had no idea that what Wan Feng told were all true events, just that they happened decades later.
"Thirty years from now, there will only be one or two families left here in Dongtou."
At the end of the story, Wan Feng actually thought about the future after the depression.
"Blind, where did all the people in the east go?"
“They all moved into the ditch, and this place has become farmland.”
Wan Feng was in big trouble. By 2010, there was only one family left in Dongtou, and that was Jiang Wen's family who now lives in Houjie, Dongtou.
Of Jiang Wen's family, only Jiang Wen is left.
In terms of seniority, Wan Feng has to call Jiang Wen uncle, which is also what makes Wan Feng very annoyed. In his grandmother's family, almost everyone is older than him, and even people like Xicheng and the blacksmith have to be called uncle by him.
Jiang Wen is four years older than Wan Feng, and he was sitting opposite Wan Feng at this time.
This guy will develop a drinking problem in the future, and he will be too lazy to drink his wife away, leaving him alone to eat and wait for death all day long.
"In the future, a cement bridge will be built across the river from the back of the mountain to Gushan, and painted roads will be built between the teams. Many families will have cars..."
Wan Feng gave a general account of the situation in Wei Village decades later. Anyway, these people might not remember it. Even if they remembered Wan Feng's words tonight decades later, they could only think that Wan Feng had a rich imagination and it was pure coincidence.
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