下午放了这首歌，老板跑来说很好听虽然他不知道唱的是什么，张大神还是有功力的啊。
今天一天都挺热，幸运的是中间下了一会阵雨，虽然并没有让天气彻底凉下来，但风中传来的雨的味道不禁让人精神一震。回忆总会远去，但也还是会像老歌一样，唱起来总带着那么多特别的滋味，就像今天的雨，就像小时门前的雨，就像阳沟里的小鱼，就像水田里的泥鳅，就像池塘里的白云，就像戈壁滩上的石头，是啊，我问爸爸，我们去的地方好玩么？爸爸说“很好玩的，有好多石头“，于是吃剩的罐头盒子里就装满了各式各样的石头，半透明的，带金属色的，白色的，绿色的，灰色的。
跑题了，咱还是说演唱会吧，虽然我好像没办过演唱会，也就是表演过几次而已。后来玉问我你最近学了什么新歌？我一想，都已经好久没有学了，难怪吸引力下降了呢...人生就是那么写个远的近的影子，你觉得他们好清楚的时候，一晃眼又都不见了，你觉得他们都在眼前想去捞可能抓起来的只是一把把石头。我们都会老的，人说一个普通人留下的影响一般在3代以内就结束了。可云不会老，水不会老，石头也不会老，也许我们就是那田里的韭菜，割了一茬又一茬，地还是那块地。两个韭菜偶尔打个结，韭菜们就不必那么纠结了吧。
这首歌安静的时候很好听，不过别听太多了。
"Each person's life is like a book; some people prefer to savor it slowly, while others like to gradually forget it. Looking back, I want to see if I can discern the trajectory of the world from my seemingly insignificant life. I am a child from the countryside, and perhaps most people cannot understand what my so-called countryside looks like. Indeed, the impressions of the countryside can be very different depending on the country, and moreover, more than 40 years have passed, during these 40 years of rapid development in China. A phrase suddenly comes to mind, 'I see him building tall buildings, I see him feasting, I see everything collapsing.' The place where I was born is a small town in the southwest of China, a town so small that it only has one street, and the widest part is only 3 meters. Paved with stone slabs, worn by many years of use, the slabs are not flat but rather filled with small bumps and hollows, yet strangely smooth. At the end of the street is a ...
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