On March 2017 14, musician Li Jian played and sang this song. In June of the same year, Sebrina covered this song in the semi-final of Cross-border Song King.
Prose poems written by my father
Singer: Xu Fei
Music: Xu Fei
Lyrics: Dong
1984 The crops were not harvested, and my daughter lay in my arms and slept so soundly.
I don't have time to see my wife at the open-air movie tonight. Remind me to repair the sewing machine pedal.
I'm going to borrow more money from my neighbor tomorrow.
The child cried all day, crying for cookies, and the blue polyester coat hurt.
Squatting by the pond, I punched myself twice. This is from my father's diary.
This is a prose poem left by his youth. After decades, I watched the tears flow.
But my father is old. These crops were harvested in 1994.
My old mother passed away last year, and my daughter ran into the campus with a ponytail.
But she has been a little lonely recently and lost a lot of weight. Think about it, I will always be a pile of old paper money in the future.
At that time, the daughter will be very beautiful, and a man who loves her will marry her home.
But I can't bear to look at her when I think about it. This is from my father's diary.
This is a prose poem left by him all his life.
Decades later, I watched tears flow, but my father was as old as an old newspaper.
Stories in old newspapers are a lifetime thing.