Unexpectedly, Mrs. Cheng turned out to be a talented woman with perfect color and art!

You can also write lyrics and music by yourself!

What's more rare is to sing by yourself!

Both the theater scene and the live broadcast room are all compliments to Mrs. Cheng!

There are still many men's loves!

Cheng House.

"Hahaha! My old wife is amazing. The last game contest made everyone admire her. The good voice of the Three Realms made her famous all over the world!"

"Our mother is really awesome!"

"Yeah, it's no wonder we sing so well, it turns out that there is a strong inheritance of her!"

Both the Cheng family and his son were holding their mobile phones, laughing while watching them, their faces were too proud.

Both Guanshiyin Bodhisattva and Nuwa sage praised Mrs. Cheng's singing. Li Shimin felt that as the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, if he did not express any opinions, it would be a little unreasonable.

But if you praise it, this is Cheng Yaojin's wife, and her own queen didn't attend, she actually came first!

Come on, it's still such a sensation!

I'm really envious!

Jealous!

And hate!

"That, Mrs. Cheng, hello!"

It was the first time that Tang Wang Li Shimin started commenting on the stage of Good Voice, and everyone had great hopes for him.

Therefore, no one whispered and listened intently.

"In my opinion, the meaning of this half-pot yarn of your song is that even if you have already seen through the red dust, you don't have to escape into the empty door."

His words are obviously aimed at Buddhism!

If you see through the world, you will generally follow Buddhism, but he said that the meaning of this song is that you don't have to escape into the empty door.

So for everyone, it is obvious that the meaning of passing is that everything must be viewed by the mean, not forced, and the whole life may pass like this, as long as you live a leisurely life, you will give up everything.

"I said that, am I right?"

Madam Cheng smiled and nodded, "Your Majesty is absolutely right."

Wang Wang continued: "Your creative level is very high. I also have composed songs, "Qin Wang Po Zhenqu", you know. So, I can analyze your creative ideas."

He said, concentrating on his thoughts, rationalizing his thoughts, and then speaking again: "You created this song because of your married daughter."

"Yeah, my daughter is old and always has to marry, but I can't bear it! So, after sighing, I composed this song."

"Mrs. Cheng is so versatile! Your first paragraph is mainly about your daughter's real life portrayal. The second paragraph is about the scene of your daughter when she gets married. The daughter is as gorgeous as a peach blossom in full bloom. On the day of marriage, the daughter wears a phoenix crown. The pearl in the shape of the hair curled up and married before the incense table. The bridegroom lifted his hijab in the bridal chamber, and all that was left for you was the tea that you had just drunk in the church. The third paragraph says that if your daughter can fully understand your inner heart. Think, then you will recite the Buddha for life and pray for her. This means that all parents are thinking about their children, and everything else is not important. The fourth paragraph is to see through life. In a blink of an eye, we are all old, and we can all smile. That's it."

Foggy grass!

The audience in the live broadcast room was stunned. Mrs. Cheng's introduction was made through barrage to let everyone know.

King Tang didn't see it at all.

Unexpectedly, he could not only guess it, but also not bad!

Really deserve to be the emperor!

The viewers in the live broadcast room are convinced!

For this song, the instructor’s comments are over, and the next step is the player reversal.

Madam Cheng looked at the tutors in front of her. Of course, only one tutor turned around for her.

That is Guanshiyin Bodhisattva.

She smiled and looked at the Bodhisattva. The three characters "Foguang Team" in the shadow of the Buddha's light were clear and clear, and the golden patterns flowing on it made people alert.

"Master Guanyin, I choose the Fo Guang team!"

"boom!"

The golden light behind Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva instantly enveloped the entire theater!

"Wow! We are all enveloped by the golden light of Buddha!"

"I'm going to make a fortune!"

"Haha! We can all prolong our lives and live longer!"

"Mrs. Cheng came to the competition with Buddhist music and finally achieved the goal!"

"We are taking advantage of Mrs. Cheng's advantage and can pay homage to the Buddha!"

Amidst one after another, Mrs. Cheng walked towards Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva, and they hugged each other in the golden light.

This is the end of the second game.

There were three groups of contestants, Xiao Qian was unsuccessful, Li Dagou and his brothers chose the Nvwa saint, and Mrs. Cheng was included in the team of Guanshiyin Bodhisattva.

Up to now, every team has a group of players!

The host announced the end of the game, and the audience left in turn.

The four mentors, with the exception of King Tang, disappeared for the rest of the moment.

Three Realms Internet Cafe.

Ning Tian was staring at a teenage girl in a daze.

The little girl held a piece of white paper in her hand.

"Brother, look at the lyrics I wrote, can you participate in the Three Realms Sound Competition?"

Ning Tian, ​​who was caught by thunder, took the paper dumbfounded. There were a few lines on the paper, and the handwriting was beautiful and clear:

"We said that in a hurry that year, and we will postpone it after goodbye. It's a pity who has not, love is not a time, the eloquence of seven emotions.

In that year, we hurriedly put down an unbearable promise, only to wait for others to fulfill it, not to blame that the hickey has not yet accumulated into a cocoon.

Embracing hibernation is also incapable of becoming an immortal again. Don't blame this relationship. There is no time to rehearse again and again. It is the time for years to forgive and repent. "

When Ning Tian saw this, he was already immersed in the wonderful meaning of words.

Foggy grass!

My sister is fine. She is only fourteen and can write poems and lyrics!

Green smoke is coming from the ancestral grave of the Ning family!

He widened his eyes and continued to look down:

"If you can't flush your eyes by goodbye, can you still flush your face? It's like a beautiful rumor that rushed that year and will be together forever.

If the past is still worthy of nostalgia, don't let go of the past too quickly, whoever is willing to do this, we have no relationship with each other, we should owe each other, or else how can we nostalgia.

In that year, we saw too few people in the world, and only loved to see the same face, so inexplicable, so pleasing, and too annoying to make trouble, we deserved it in that year of love.

Hurry because we don't understand stubborn promises, but just a preface to the breakup. No wonder it was too cold that day, the tears turned into ice, and the spring breeze also disappeared, blowing into the frozen photos.

Don't blame everyone for not being able to love it completely, it is the kindness of the years and the incomplete suspense. "

The artistic conception of the lyrics is so beautiful, Ning Tian tasted it carefully, his face was solemn, and his eyes were full of deep light.

My sister is just a little girl, so she has such a deep feeling?

The key is that if you can write it down with sentiment, this is the real horror!

When was my sister so talented?

He actually has a genius sister!

He who is an elder brother doesn't even know!

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