Chapter 3 [Recommendation Preface 3] Folk songs, ah!folk song!

Su Lai Choosing to live in Beijing, the mother sighed several times, the son is so far away from home! Non-Beijingers who are familiar or unfamiliar ask: Isn’t there a lot of sandstorms in Beijing? While trying to explain, I realized that I had an irrational tendency to choose to live in Beijing. well!It's like falling in love with one person, you have to love all of them. Or you don't love everything, but only you can find faults, and once others make faults, you will jump up and defend a few words. I feel the same way about Taiwan.The 8,000-mile road is full of clouds and moons. Every time I go back and forth between Beijing and Taipei, and look at the ocean, mountains, rivers and land flying over on the plane, I can’t help but think of a poem from the Tang Dynasty: Looking at each other and trying to climb high, my heart will follow the geese.

Because I was far away from home, when I looked back, I realized the inextricable concerns. Just like singing wildly in the wind when I was young, if the laughter and tears of youth were not left behind by the song, and I looked back suddenly, I would not be able to remember anything, and I would not be able to call back anything. Thirty years in a flash, folk songs started from Taiwan and have gone through several generations.Sometimes when I was walking on the streets of Beijing, I heard Cai Qin's "Your Eyes" by accident, and I suddenly returned to that period of time. After reading this book by Gonglu, I realized that even though I am a folk singer, there are still many things that I never knew.If it weren't for the road, the bits and pieces behind those songs might be hidden deep.While I was reading, I kept sighing "Ah! That's it!" "That's it!"And those youthful years that were almost gone without a trace drifting in the wind suddenly became vivid again.

The love of folk songs in Lulu must be deeper and more crazy than loving anyone! When you fall in love, you move forward bravely and leave everything behind. It is deeply admirable that a woman from Heilongjiang, who is both outside and abroad, can achieve such a large-scale plan. Read this book, revisit the youth, water the drier heart again, those seemingly indelible songs sound, like some kind of tenacious seeds, every time you water, some bright flowers will bloom . Regardless of whether the folk songs are twenty, thirty, or forty, as long as they are straightforward, the singing will always be there.

At the moment of reunion, we survived the vicissitudes of life one by one, and the years flow like this, only the dreams and ideals that we have worked hard for will still shine in our hearts. I may go to many places in my life, and the scenes of my life may continue to change. The stories of you and me have their own beginning and end, but we are lucky, and we will sing the same song. We have the same temperature, we are not alone. May 10, 2007 written in Beijing Section 4: Recommended Preface 4 The Road to Return to Young China