"Firecrackers light up the sky, the crescent moon hangs low in the air."
"The drums and gongs turn, awakening the long road ahead."
"The candlelight flickers, casting dappled shadows along the corridor of my childhood home—whose white walls are these?"
"Whose daughter's face is wet with tears?"
The holidays of my childhood weren't particularly colorful; they were always the same three things.
The sounds of firecrackers, gongs and drums, and candlelight...
But it accompanied us throughout our childhood.
Even now, a mobile phone can allow you to appreciate the beautiful scenery around the world and experience all kinds of novel and interesting games.
But the joy of childhood can never be regained.
Watching videos endlessly will only lead to boredom, and playing games skillfully will eventually feel tiring.
As children, we would chase each other from one end of the alley to the other, and then from the other to the beginning. Even such a boring activity could keep us entertained for an entire afternoon.
Playing jacks, cricket fighting, hide-and-seek, cat's cradle, jump rope, playing house...
The once imposing leader of the children,
Where are they now, struggling to make a living?
The little girl who used to admire herself in the mirror for ages just because she wore a dress...
Have you found your soulmate yet?
"Rock-a-bye baby~ Rock-a-bye on the fifteenth of the lunar month, past the Spring Equinox, it's Grandma's Bridge~"
"Hoping and hoping~ Grandma, Grandma, calling sweetly~"
"Noisy, noisy~ Rice candy stuck to my lips, I'm never full~"
"Beautiful, beautiful~ little feet up and down on the bridge."
The viewers in the live stream couldn't hold back any longer; their longing was completely ignited.
Their noses tingled, their eyes were red from crying, and tears streamed down their faces.
The crowd's thoughts shifted dramatically with the rise and fall of Wen He's singing.
In a daze...
They truly returned to their wonderful childhood.
That little kid who used to stick to his grandma like a shadow all day long has grown up now...
If my grandmother could see me now, would she be disappointed?
Everyone thought this way—
Gradually, their vision came into view of their grandmother, whose face always wore that kind smile.
"Silly child, no matter what you become, Grandma will always love you..."
"If you've been wronged outside, come home. Grandma will always be waiting for you at home..."
"You've grown up, become a real man, Grandma is so proud of you..."
"Working outside must be tough, right? Take a break when you're tired. No one will blame you. Grandma will support you..."
Parents may hope their children will become successful.
But Grandma is only worried that you'll get tired.
When I was a child, if I got into any trouble, the first thing I thought of was to go to my grandmother.
When you were being chased by the big yellow dog, your grandma stood up and protected you tightly behind her.
When you had a fever in the middle of the night, your grandmother carried you on her back and searched for a doctor everywhere with a flashlight.
If you come home late, your grandmother will call out your name and search for you all over the mountains and fields.
[I just remembered, last summer, my grandma called me and said, "Are you coming back to your hometown for summer vacation? Grandma's house has Wi-Fi, so you can play games when you get back."]
My maternal grandmother also passed away when I was six years old... I miss her... Thank you, Wenhe... for letting me see my grandmother again...
I really miss my grandma... Why do your songs always touch our most tender spots so precisely?
On my wedding day, my grandmother appeared to me in a dream. She told me to be nice to the girl, and I still remember it very clearly...
Every left-behind child should know that the only place they can cry is in their grandmother's arms... Once they grow up, there's nowhere left to cry...
Wen He, are you really going to squeeze every last drop of tears out of me before you're satisfied...? I'm crying so hard I'm almost out of breath...
Tears-journeying comments flooded the screen, but the song continued playing.
After a short chorus...
"Walking slowly, tears streaming down my face."
"Walking through the alleyways, a glance brings back a flood of memories."
"On the stone steps, how many silver bells jingled as you turned away?"
"How many mornings and evenings have been put away..."
Wen He's ethereal and gentle voice stirred everyone's longing for their hometown.
Beautiful memories gradually fade away with the wind.
As everyone knows, this song is about to reach its final conclusion...
Those who were immersed in it all composed themselves.
Everyone looked back with reluctance at their childhood, a time that could never be returned to.
And there was also the grandmother who had been waiting at the door for them to come home.
Everything is gradually fading away.
Nostalgia is beautiful, but life must go on.
Some people secretly resolved that they must go back to their hometown to visit their grandmothers and elders during the holidays.
Some people were unwilling to leave; they wept bitterly, wanting to see that face they would never see again.
Wen He's voice did not stop; he was about to bring the song to a perfect close and soothe the sorrowful emotions of those who were reluctant to leave.
"Rock-a-bye baby~ Rock-a-bye on the fifteenth day of the lunar month, past the Autumn Equinox, it's time for Grandma's house~"
"Happy, happy~ Grandma hugs me tight~"
"Jump, jump~ The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are always just out of reach~"
"Blink and blink~ Smile and smile at them~"
"Rock-a-bye baby~ Rock-a-bye on the fifteenth of the lunar month, past the Spring Equinox, it's Grandma's Bridge~"
"Hoping and hoping~ Grandma, Grandma, calling sweetly~"
"Noisy, noisy~ Rice candy stuck to my lips, I'm never full~"
"Beautiful, beautiful~ Little feet bridge, so up, up..."
This wonderful childhood journey, as Wen He's voice slowly calmed down, finally came to its end.
Even though it was over, the viewers in the live stream were still in a daze.
The surreal experience left them still immersed in the scene they had just witnessed.
The tears in the corners of her eyes gradually disappeared, leaving only two tear streaks on her cheeks.
After a long while...
People then discovered that Wen He's live stream had been shut down.
[I thought "The World's Beauty Is Intertwined with You" was already the highlight of a small-time livestreamer's life, but I never expected that "Grandma's Bridge" would be even more groundbreaking!]
I've discovered that Wen He's songs truly possess a kind of magic; it's not just the kind that touches the heart, but rather evokes an indescribable feeling.
[It's true, Garen with Feather Strike and Guinsoo's Rageblade is incredibly powerful. He silences and breaks defenses, and the blades are so fast you can't dodge them, there's no way to dodge them!]
Please, you can kill me, but please don't use the knife meant for family!
[It's clearly a song about missing one's hometown, but it made me cry so hard I couldn't breathe...]
Please, Meng Po, put some sugar in Grandma's bowl. Her life has been so bitter...
The people in the live stream all flocked to the video that Wen He had just recorded.
Unable to get Wenhe to participate in the carnival, they could only vent their frustration on Douyin+.
Thousands or even tens of thousands of Douyin+ points were continuously invested.
The sheer volume of traffic was so overwhelming that it practically dominated everyone's Douyin feed in an instant.
The online celebrities who created the second batch of songs have also started doing cover versions.
Having personally listened to the entire process in the live stream, they didn't need to rationally analyze the song at all.
Their emotions were already deeply embedded in the song; all they needed to do was sing out what they felt.
This song rightfully became a huge hit!
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