Uncle Deyun

Chapter 413 Love is like a tide
"Don't ask why you shed tears

不 在乎 你 心里 有 谁

please let me comfort you

不论 结局 是 是 悲
traversed thousands of mountains and rivers
In my heart you are always so beautiful"

The song "Love is like a tide" will make people feel sorry for the singer from the beginning of the song. Every line of the lyrics seems to be talking about one person's love for another person. When it is called love, there is also a kind of desolation.

"Love is like a tide she surrounds you and me

我 再 也 不 愿 见 在 深夜 买 买

不 愿 别 的 男人 见识 的 妩媚
你 该 知道 这样 会 我 心碎

答应 我 你 从此 不 在 里 徘徊

不 要 轻易 尝试 的 滋味

你 可 知道 这样 会 我 心碎

既然 爱 了 就 无怨无悔

No matter how much suffering I am willing to bear.”

As the song progresses, a story slowly appears in the listener's mind. This is a story that is willing to give everything and only hope that the lover can be happy. This kind of love may be a little humble. The script of a male second, but often such a person is more distressing, singing ups and downs, everyone's story is different, when Yi Yang put away his things and left, no one spoke, only the applause of farewell.

Coming out of Guangzhou, it was already June, and this trip changed from two people to three people, and Yi Yang was no longer correcting Wang Zhuo's frequent calling of him as master, it seemed as if he had tacitly agreed.

"Little table, have you ever been to Xi'an?"

"No, except for college, I haven't left home. Master, have you been?"

"Of course, I have been to many places, let me tell you..."

Zhou Ziyi listened to Yi Yang start showing off her experience, as if a child got a good thing and must share it with others, she felt very happy. She found that ever since her husband came out to play and started singing, her mentality became younger and younger, with When talking, she felt like a person in her 20s, making her seem like a mother with a child.

Xi'an has more than a dozen dynasties established their capitals here. It is a place with a long history. People who come here have no special love for ancient culture and may feel a little monotonous. But for those who love history, here is Heaven, when they came last time, they accompanied their parents and traveled to many places. This time it belongs to the old place to revisit.

"After getting off the bus, you go to the hotel and wait for us. We are going to meet a friend."

Wang Zhuo just listened to what Yi Yang told him, and had no opinion at all. After arriving at the station, he took his things and went to the hotel. Yi Yang took his wife to a mutton restaurant.

"You are living a leisurely life, running a restaurant and making money. This life is great."

"Aren't you retired too, and you still have a homeless old man? Just by your voice, I knew it was you."

When old friends meet, they really can't speak well.

"Liu Yuan, don't talk to him, his head is abnormal now, we are all hungry, let's eat quickly."

This person is Liu Yuan, the former film star, who has been studying food since he retired from filming. I don’t know if God has blessed him. He really bought a recipe and came to the Mutton Restaurant. Now there are six restaurants. This store has just opened, so he is here, Yi Yang only found out after seeing him send a message, just in time, they came here to meet old friends.

"As a big brother, you don't care much about things. You said you have so many good songs in your hand, but you didn't say how many songs you would give to the brothers. We also got a vest, something like a white horse boy. Of course, it's okay to give it now. I Just get an old man on a white horse."

"That's right. If you sing, I'll give it to you. Tomorrow we'll go perform on the street."

"Cough cough cough..."

Liu Yuan choked, he knew all about his voice, and he was easily beaten to death as a street performer.

"Okay, I'm convinced, but you guys are so old and still have such thoughts, I still really admire you, by the way, Haoran came to me a while ago, saying that he planned to learn from you, and went out for a walk, It seems that the first stop is to go to the imperial capital, looking for memories."

A few people chatted and talked about the past, and looking at the present, they all became old people, and they sighed.

There is a unique opera in Xi’an called Qin Opera. Yi Yang heard a lot of it when he was a child. Those old men and friends spread all over the world. After a few years, it was a pity that it was disbanded.

According to the rules, Yi Yang will also pay a visit. The old man is gone, but his family is still there. The two families can be said to be family friends, so it is unreasonable not to visit here.

"Do you still remember the brother who received us last time?"

"The one with the beard?"

"Yes, I have passed away, and now I don't know who is in charge of the team. When I leave, this friendship will be broken. I am still half of the people in this industry. The children have nothing to do with this, and future contacts will be nothing. Gone."

When the car arrived at the place, I paid and got off the car. I looked up and saw that I hadn’t been here for many years, and the changes have not changed much. The ancient society has a strange name, but it is also an old garden.

"Hi, the show hasn't started yet, it's going to be tonight, do you want to buy a ticket?"

He was blocked before entering the door, Yi Yang took out a post from his bag, please post this is an old rule, and people seldom use it now.

"Senior, wait a moment."

Obviously, this has also learned the rules, knowing that the person who posted the post is not a colleague, and he can't get out of this business.

"Brother is here, why don't you say hello in advance, so that I can send a car to pick you up."

In less than 2 minutes, a person came out from inside. He looked like he was in his 50s. Yi Yang was a little influenced. He should be the third son of the old man.

"Is it San'er?"

"It's me. I was not at home when my brother came to perform last time. We didn't run into each other. It seems that we have met for 30 years. At that time, I was still in school. Don't talk outside, please come in."

Someone opened the door, which means that the guests are very honorable, or else they can just be led in through the small door.

"How is it now, is the development going well?"

The third son poured tea for them, and sighed after hearing this.

"For living, there are fewer and fewer people who like to listen to it now. Young people like to watch stage plays, musicals, and concerts. Now that the old types of music are about to run out, there are more audiences for Peking Opera."

Yi Yang knew that they were people, and he was reluctant to lose his career, but sometimes he really didn't have anything to eat. For this garden, the previous class leader asked Yi Yang for help, but unfortunately it didn't work.

"Don't be discouraged, as long as you people persist, I think one day you will be accepted."

After sitting for an hour, Yi Yang bid farewell and left. When he left, he left a sum of money. The third son didn't want it. Finally, Yi Yang asked him:
"You don't have to, what about you people?"

In the end, the third son still accepted the money, Yi Yang turned around and didn't dare to look back, he was afraid he couldn't help crying again.

(End of this chapter)