red art soldier

Chapter 49 The Song of Migrant Workers

"Sweat one's own sweat, eat one's own food, do one's own affairs, rely on the sky, the earth, and one's ancestors, one is not considered a good man, that's a good saying!"

Ye Chen smiled. Of course, this is a good sentence, because this sentence is a sentence given to his son by Zheng Banqiao, one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou, a great painter in the Qing Dynasty.

At the age of 52, Zheng Banqiao had a son named Bao'er, so he was strictly disciplined and never spoiled. When he was dying, he wanted to eat steamed buns made by his son, so his son invited a master to teach him how to make it. Steamed bun.

But when his son delivered the things happily, Zheng Banqiao had been dead for a long time, leaving only the words on the table: Sweat on your own, eat your own food, do your own things, rely on the sky, rely on the earth, Relying on ancestors is not considered a hero.

Of course, there is no such thing as Zheng Banqiao in this world, that's why Ye Chen's words were shocking. Ordinary country people rarely have the opportunity to study, but they don't know, but these people in the art troupe can hear clearly. !

People who can say such a sentence have such strict requirements on themselves in daily life.

Ye Chen looked at Meng Shu and the others in astonishment, smiled and said: "Well, I'm singing a song for everyone! I can only sing a cappella, and it's also a song I just thought of, dedicated to Uncle Meng!"

"Xiaoye, we don't have any money to give!" A person jokingly said.

Ye Chen smiled and said: "As a junior singing to you, can you still charge your money?"

"What time is it? It's almost nine o'clock, everyone is going to sleep."

Liu Yue glanced at Ye Chen, and seemed a little dissatisfied with Ye Chen.

"What's the matter, Ye Chen, you sing a song for everyone, and we will be your judges, how about your new song?"

Wu Xiaoqin looked at Ye Chen with a smile, which made Liu Yue's face change, and finally said: "Rest after singing, don't disturb others?"

Originally, this long journey was boring for them, so it would be great to have a happy interaction with a tune, and few people would object.

Ye Chen then snorted a few times, adjusted his voice and said with a smile: "Listen up, everyone, I can start singing!"

Under the yell of Uncle Meng and others, Ye Chen began to grow up.

"There are mud stains on the body and sweat stains on the face.

For a dream, go to the city and travel the world.

Yesterday I was a farmer, today I am a worker. "

At the beginning of Ye Chen, everyone thought that Ye Chen was going to compose a song about the army, but they didn't expect it to be about migrant workers.

"The new master of the city is in high spirits,
Brothers and sisters keep your chest up,

After going through hardships, we are not afraid of wind and rain.

Believe in your own power,
believe in future,

Our life is as good as the years. "

……

Uncle Meng and the others listened to Ye Chen's song and thought of their dream of going out to work, for what purpose or not for their own home, after experiencing so much ups and downs, they also have their own harvest and joy , A different life, isn't it just a different time?
"You also have thoughts, and I also have concerns.

After being away for a year, who can miss home.

For our parents and our children,
Also for more high-rise buildings.

Brothers and sisters sing songs,

Use that sweat to polish the neon glow,

Believe in your own power,
believe in future,

Our life is as good as the years. "

……

You also have thoughts, and I also have concerns.After being away for a year, who can miss home.

Uncle Meng and the others couldn't help but sigh when they heard the lyrics of this sentence, yes, who wants to travel outside all year round, and who doesn't want to stay at home with their parents, wife and children, and live a good life in peace and stability, but After all, reality is reality, and people have to live after all.

"Brothers and sisters sing,
Use that sweat to polish the neon glow.

Believe in your own power,
believe in future,

Our life is as good as the years.

Our life is as good as the years. "

After Ye Chen finished singing, Uncle Meng and the others were still immersed in the singing.

This song is called "Song of Migrant Workers". Ye Chen remembers it very clearly. It was sung specifically for migrant workers during the 2008 Spring Festival Gala. The lead singer was the grassroots actor Wang Baobao.

The song expresses the aggressive spirit of migrant workers and the attitude of pursuing their dreams in life. It also directly shows the hardworking and capable spirit of migrant workers, who is not afraid of difficulties and obstacles. Migrant workers have made great contributions to urban construction and social development.

At that time, this song aroused the enthusiasm of the broad masses of the people to care for migrant workers, and the response was strong.

"That Xiaoye, see if you can sing it again, this song is really good!"

Uncle Meng looked at Ye Chen with anticipation on his face. Ye Chen smiled and said, "Well, I will write down this "Song of Migrant Workers" and give it to you. You will sing along with me later. After singing, Let's have a good rest, and I'll teach you guys tomorrow, okay?"

Uncle Meng heard that Ye Chen was going to write down the song and hand it over to them, of course he was very happy, not to mention teaching them how to sing, which was absolutely impossible in the past!
After Ye Chen finished writing the lyrics, he handed them to Uncle Meng and said, "Look at the lyrics, and I'll teach you how to sing!"

"Well, Xiaoye, I don't know how to read!"

Ye Chen was stunned and said, "Then sing along, it's very simple."

Ye Chen was like a lead singer at the moment, raised his hands, and said with a smile: "Everyone, look at my gestures and start singing. Get ready, get ready! There are mud stains on your body, and sweat on your face."

"There are mud stains on the body and sweat stains on the face."

"Okay, that's right, the next sentence, for a dream, go to the city and explore the world."

"For a dream, go to the city and explore the world."

……

Ye Chen's voice spread far away, and the passengers in other carriages also heard the singing here, and they gathered here one after another, watching Ye Chen in military uniform calling a few plainly dressed migrant workers to actually sing, All very new.

Ye Chen's singing voice is good, because he was a wandering singer in his previous life, so he has a foundation, but these people dressed as migrant workers are out of tune, singing broken sentences, with high and low voices, strong and weak, The uneven singing voice has a special flavor.

One of the old men with a camera took a few photos of Ye Chen with the camera and was very satisfied, and then took a few more photos of Uncle Meng and the others.

Although Uncle Meng and others learned very slowly, Ye Chen taught them very seriously. After teaching the lyrics, Ye Chen sang it again to let them get familiar with the singing method.

Uncle Meng and others kept asking Ye Chen what they didn't understand, and Ye Chen didn't bother to answer one by one, and how to sing, until around eleven o'clock at night, everyone went to rest one by one.

Under the dim light, Uncle Meng and the others passed on Ye Chen's lyrics, their mouths were moving, apparently they were still practicing Ye Chen's songs.

(End of this chapter)