Xu Fei, the lyrics of his father's prose poems.

The original song of "Prose Poems Written by Father" is Xu Fei. 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 Father" Singer: Composer: Lyrics: Dong 1984 Did the crops not finish harvesting? My daughter is lying in my arms, sleeping soundly, and she has no time to watch an open-air movie tonight? My wife reminded me to repair the pedal of the sewing machine. I will go to my neighbor's house to borrow more money tomorrow. The child has been crying all day, why bother to eat cookies? The blue polyester coat hurt so much that I squatted by the pond and punched myself twice? This is the words in my father's diary, and this is the prose poem left by his youth? Decades later, I watched tears flow down, but my father was always with me. These crops were harvested in 1994. My old mother died last year? My daughter ran into the campus with a ponytail and lost a lot of weight recently? Think about it. I'll be a pile of old paper money in the future. My daughter will be beautiful then, won't she? A man who loves her wants to marry her home, but I can't bear to look at her even if I think about it? This is from my father's diary. This is his life? I have written prose poems for decades and watched tears flow. But my father is as old as an old newspaper. Old newspapers? The story above is that the prose poem written by my father is a song written by Dong, which was composed and sung by Dong all his life. This song explains the father's love and responsibility for his children, as well as the children's attention to the passage of time and the helplessness of his father in his later years. Xu Fei was born in Siping City, Jilin Province. She is a popular female singer and music creator in Chinese mainland, and graduated from the Music Department of China People's Liberation Army Art College. March 20 15, the solo album Xu Fei Guitar Collection was released. 20/kloc-released the fifth solo music album "Youth Wandering" in 0/6; Subsequently, the "Youth Wandering" concert tour was opened; In the same year, he became the first musician in Asia to complete the world's six marathons and win the exclusive medal for the six-star runner? . On September 6th, 20 17, I released my sixth music album "If you want to do what others can't do". The original song of "Prose Poems Written by Father" is Xu Fei, and the lyrics are as follows: 1984, the crops were not harvested, and my daughter was lying in my arms, sleeping so soundly. I don't have time to watch an open-air movie tonight. My wife reminded me to repair the pedal of the sewing machine. Tomorrow, I will go to my neighbor's house to borrow more money. The child cried all day and asked for cookies. The blue polyester coat broke his heart and squatted by the pond and punched himself twice. This is the words in my father's diary. This is a prose poem left by his youth. After decades, I watched the tears flow, but my father was always with me. These crops were harvested in 1994. My old mother died last year, and my daughter ran into the campus with a ponytail. But she has lost a lot of weight recently. Think about the future, I will become a pile of old paper money. At that time, my daughter will be beautiful. A man who loves her will marry her home, but I can't bear to look at her. This is my father's diary. After decades of prose poetry, I watched tears flow, but my father was as old as the old newspaper. The above story is about Xu Fei, a creative musician, who graduated from the Music Department of China People's Liberation Army Art College and is now studying for the Master of Cultural Industry Management in Peking University Art College. Xu Fei studied Bel Canto for the first time in college, but later he didn't have surgery because of the long nodules on his vocal cords. After nearly a year of silent practice, he found himself, but he gained his voice now. Representative works: Prose poems written by my father, some laws, that summer, I wanted to fly, fish looked for water, and we would eventually travel hand in hand, if there was an elevator to heaven, daydreaming about time, etc. Release album: Maybe, flying, just young students, 26 degrees, Xu Fei, teenagers wandering, if you want to do something that others can't do. Singer: Composer: Lyrics: Dong 1984 has not finished harvesting crops. My daughter is lying in my arms, sleeping so soundly. I don't have time to go to an open-air movie tonight. My wife reminded me to repair the pedal of the sewing machine. Tomorrow, I will go to my neighbor's house to borrow more money. The child cried all day, and the blue polyester coat broke his heart. He squatted on the edge of the pond and punched himself twice. This is from my father's diary. Decades have passed, watching me burst into tears, but my father is always with me. These crops were harvested in 1994. My old mother died last year, and my daughter ran into the campus with a ponytail, but she has lost a lot of weight recently. Think about the future, I will become a pile of old paper money. At that time, my daughter will be beautiful. The man who loves her will marry her home. I can't bear to look at her. This is from my father's diary. This is a prose poem left by him all his life. Decades later, I watched tears, but my father was as old as an old newspaper. The story above is a prose poem written by my father all his life. Word: Dong Qu: Publishing Company: Maixuan Film and Television Culture Media. At 22: 30 on March 1 1, 20 17, the eighth issue of Hunan Satellite TV's original music program "Singer" aired Li Jian singing "Prose Poems Written by Father". Lyrics: 1984 Before the harvest, my daughter lay in my arms and slept so soundly. I don't have time to go to an open-air movie tonight. My wife reminded me to repair the pedal of the sewing machine. Tomorrow, I will go to my neighbor's house to borrow more money. The child cried all day, and the blue polyester coat broke his heart. He squatted on the edge of the pond and punched himself twice. This is the words in my father's diary. These are dozens of prose poems left by his youth. Years later, I watched the tears flow down, but my father was always with me. These crops were harvested in 1994. My old mother died last year, and my daughter ran into the campus with a ponytail. But she has lost a lot of weight recently. Think about the future, I will become a pile of old paper money, and my daughter will be beautiful at that time. A man who loves her will marry her home, but I can't bear to look at her. This is my father. The words in the diary are prose poems left over from his life. Decades later, I watched tears flow, but my father was as old as an old newspaper. The above story is a cover of the original singers Xu Fei and Li Jian.