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大雁听过我的歌那个时段,是我最落魄的时期。我的前程毁了,我的资产没了,我的家人失散了,倾其所有,就只有歌喉还在,因为它是长在我的心里,长在我的喉结上。我流落到了一个山庄。山庄挺优美,不但有青山绿水,有舞池花榭,有亭台楼阁,还有一群喜欢我的歌的歌迷。华灯初上时,老板要我试歌。我站在那新装修的舞台上,手执无线麦克风,我任何人也不看,就只看着天花板上的琉璃吊灯,尽情地喊了一曲《信天游》,音乐顿住,台下一片寂静,寂静得如死了一般,这时,我分明听到了一声鸣叫,
Dayan heard my song that time, is my most abjection period. My destiny is ruined, my assets are gone, my family is lost, everything is left, and only the voice is still there because it grows in my heart and grows on my Adam’s apple. I fell to a Villa. Villa very beautiful, not only mountains, there are dance floor flower pavilion, pavilions, there are a group of fans like my song. Chinese lanterns early, the boss asked me to try songs. I stood on the stage of the newly renovated, hand-held wireless microphone, I do not see anyone, just looking at the ceiling glass chandeliers, enjoy shouting a “letter sky tour”, the music paused, the audience a quiet , Quiet as dead in general, then, I clearly heard a tweet,