Without the gorgeous lighting and stage design, the few spliced ​​images and simple sentences on the big screen in the prelude of the song hit the hearts of many viewers.

In the rest area backstage, many singers had slightly red eyes. Li Kun was the first to appear. Li Kun, who had already finished his performance, no longer needed to suppress his emotions, and his face was the most moved.

In the center of the stage, Ye Zhiqiu's singing voice sounded.

【Always asking for things from you but never saying thank you

It’s not easy to understand you until I grow up

I always pretend to be relaxed every time I leave

Smiling and saying "Go back", he turned around and had tears in his eyes]

As soon as these lyrics came out, Li Kun's thoughts were brought back to his own experiences back then.

He was born in a not wealthy family in the northwest.

I had no interest in studying when I was young, so I went out to work at the age of 18, delivered express delivery, served plates, and struggled a lot. Finally, through the experience of singing in a bar, I found my favorite path-music.

However, for him who is not from a major and has a low level of education, the path of music is not so easy.

The income from singing in bars was unstable, and I also had a dream of making music. Most of my money was invested in expensive equipment and renting a small house by myself.

As for Li Kun's choice of "making music", his old father, who had been facing the earth all his life, did not understand. He hoped that Li Kun would return to his hometown and find a stable job. The two even had a fierce quarrel over this.

Young Li Kun was stubborn and firmly believed that he could stand out. Finally, when his old father came to visit him, he compromised in the face of his decisive tone.

Li Kun vaguely remembered that he was about to go to another city to participate in a talent show. In the small rental house, his father's dark, grooved hands took out a stack of wrapped bags from the pocket of his coat that had been washed white.

money.

"Son, take this money, eat well on the way, and compete well."

The next day, Li Kun and his father went to the train station.

Li Kun vaguely remembered that his father's last words at that time were said with a smile.

"Go back."

On the stage, Ye Zhiqiu is holding the guitar. There is no showy melody or lyrics, but he plays and sings calmly.

【I wish I could hold your warm hand like before

But you are not by my side, asking the breeze to carry you well.】

When Ye Zhiqiu sang this line, Li Kun, a tall man with a height of 1.8 meters, who has always been a tough guy in the eyes of his fans, couldn't help but shed tiger tears.

Li Kun, who was carrying the money saved by his old father through frugality, shined in that talent show and was signed by an entertainment company.

He still remembered that when he called his old father to talk about it, although the other party didn't understand, he was happy and followed his happy tone...

My son made it!

Then there was the album release and announcements, and Li Kun became even busier. Every time he got together with his father at home, the longest they could get together was only a few days during the Chinese New Year.

Later, Li Kun, who became a first-line singer, was considered "successful and famous", but his old father did not enjoy much happiness.

An honest man, his father, who had spent his whole life digging dirt, got stomach cancer...

As the lyrics say, his father is no longer by his side, and he can only ask the breeze to carry his thoughts away.

Li Kun regretted it. If he could turn back time and use everything he gained to have his father by his side, he would agree without hesitation.

But...what's the use?

The son wants to be raised, but the mother is not there.

There was once a street interview with a cleaning worker.

In front of the camera, the man with gray hair and wearing sanitation uniform is very proud.

"My son is getting married and just bought a house in a big city."

"Me? I'm sixty years old."

When a reporter asked: "Why don't you retire yet?"

The man said matter-of-factly: "Why should I retire if I can still do it?"

"They have monthly mortgage payments and will have children to raise in the future, so they can take care of it. I will work on my own for a longer period of time so as not to burden my children."

I can still do it, but I can't stop.

This is the voice of a father. He used to be the hero of his children, but now he is old, but he is afraid of becoming a burden to his children...

During the live broadcast, the audience watching the show also burst into tears.

"Burn in tears."

"There's sand in my eyes..."

"Dad, I'm sorry."

"Dad, I miss you."

【Slow down time and don’t let it make you grow older.

I am willing to use me to change your years and stay forever

What can I do for you, a strong father in your life?

Just accept the trivial concern]

When it came time to sing the chorus, the expert advisory group and many singers backstage who had already performed and not yet could not help but choked up.

Cheng Ruojun's eyes were moist, and the manager beside her, who was also in tears, was busy helping her touch up her makeup...

When I was a child, I always seemed to think that my father was omnipotent.

She will let herself lie on his generous back, know how to repair electrical appliances, and can solve all the "difficult and complicated diseases" at home by asking him.

However, as we grow older, we often find that the roles have been reversed without even realizing it.

My hair is turning gray and my vision is blurry. My father always asks.

"Son, why is my phone not responding?"

"Son, how to use this remote control? It's too complicated."

"Son, you can even repair mobile phones."

Questions that may seem "simple" to you have stumped this man who you once regarded as a "hero".

Only then did we realize that our father was not omnipotent.

He just wants to be strong.

On the stage, Ye Zhiqiu continued to play and sing.

【Thank you for everything you do to support our home with both hands

Always try your best to give me the best

Am I your pride? Are you still worried about me?

The child you care about has grown up】

At this time, Ye Zhiqiu's own thoughts were also surging.

His first guitar was bought by his father Ye Guoqiang and him together.

He still remembered that when he walked into the only musical instrument store in the old city, he saw a dazzling array of musical instruments and a stylishly decorated store. Ye Guoqiang, who was wearing work clothes, acted cautiously for fear of breaking something.

Entry-level guitars range from a few hundred to more than a thousand.

In the end, Ye Guoqiang gritted his teeth and chose the most expensive one for himself.

Ye Zhiqiu used to be ignorant, but now he remembers that the pair of work shoes Ye Guoqiang was wearing at that time had just been taken to a cobbler on the roadside and he spent 20 yuan to have the soles replaced.

The original soles were worn away, and he couldn't bear to throw them away after wearing them like this...

She is stingy about herself, but she always wants to do her best to give her children the best.

When I was a child, I would often compare myself with others.

Why do other children have it but I don’t? I want it too. Often at this time, my father always compromises again and again, hesitates again and again, and reaches into the pocket of his work clothes.

When I grew up, my toys turned into cars and houses.

Why are peers around me able to buy their own houses so quickly, while I may not be able to afford the down payment even after working for five or ten years?

It would be great if my parents also...

When I became a parent myself, I gradually understood a truth.
Chapter completed!