No matter how old you are, as long as you have a childlike heart, you will make people feel very happy. Today, let's go back to childhood, relive the nursery rhymes we sang, and retrieve the good memories that have been sealed for a long time.
I was born in the late 60s, spent my childhood in the 70s, when I was in elementary school, the music teacher taught us not many songs, but they were all impressive, my favorite nursery rhyme is "I picked up a penny on the side of the road", this song is unpretentious, not pretentious, catchy lyrics, from the heart of the joy of the tone, and the language belonging to the children, widely sung, loved by primary school students.
I picked up a penny on the side of the road
Give it to the policeman's uncle
Uncle took the money
Give me a head nod
I said happily
Uncle Goodbye
The teacher said that collecting gold is not ignorant, which is a traditional virtue of our country. A penny, I believe many of us have not seen it now, but from the beginning of the fifties of the last century, until the nineties, it existed as the smallest circulating currency. After learning this song, every time we came home from school, my friends and I deliberately stared at the road, hoping that we could pick up a penny and hand it to the police uncle, but we couldn't see the police uncle on the road. Because at that time, there were no cars on the road, bicycles were rare, often saw horse-drawn carriages, could not pick up money on the road, and often stepped on horse dung.
"I Love Beijing Tiananmen" is also a song we often sing, "I love Beijing Tiananmen, the sun rises on Tiananmen, the great leader Chairman Mao, guide us forward." The lyrics of this song are concise, the tune is smooth, lively and cheerful, whenever the teacher teaches to sing this song, I imagine what Beijing Tiananmen looks like in my mind, and I especially yearn to one day I can go to Beijing to see Tiananmen square in person, what a happy moment! In the third grade of elementary school, my father took our whole family to Beijing, and finally saw tiananmen square that he longed for!
In the 70s, the country was very poor, the family was not rich, and the semiconductor radio at home was the happiest memory of childhood. Every day after school, the first thing I do when I run home is to turn on the radio and listen to the children's program on the radio: "Little friend, the little speaker starts broadcasting." Click, click, click, click, click. "Even now, whenever I think back on this piece of music, I feel extremely familiar and intimate, and this loud children's voice and the melodic trumpet sound accompany me through the happy childhood time."
In the small trumpet, I learned "Let's Swing the Oars", and when I sang this song, I was particularly envious of the children living in the capital of Beijing, who were on the sunny lake, paddling a boat to play and sing happily.
"The red star shines brightly, the red star shines brightly and warms the heart", the small speaker comes from the "Shining Red Star", whenever I hear this shocking song, when I was a child, I can't help but boil with blood, my heart can't be calm for a long time, I remember what my teacher said in class: Today's happy life is not easy to come by, it is the blood of countless revolutionary martyrs, students on the road to adulthood, never bow to difficulties and setbacks, never forget the burden on their shoulders, strictly demand themselves, study well, and win glory for the motherland!
When I was in elementary school, I watched a movie "Flower Girl", and the interlude in the film can still be forgotten:
Get up early in the morning to face the cold wind
Carry a flower basket to the market
Walk through the streets and alleys
Sell flowers and sell flowers
Sell flowers to sell flowers to yo
The red flowers are brightly colored
How fragrant are the flowers
Beautiful Jindalai red
The flowers are so red and fragrant
The safflower flowers can't sell out
The tears couldn't stop
Sold flowers to yo come yo yo
A good mother who heals her illness
The flowers are bright red
I remember watching this movie at that time, the open-air theater in the school playground was crying, it was difficult to use words to describe the scene at that time, especially the sister Shunji picked up a date that the landlord's family fell on the ground because of hunger, and was pushed down by the vicious landlord's wife on the charcoal brazier and burned my eyes, I began to cry, poor Hua Ni in order to treat her sister, every day to carry a flower basket to sell flowers, then the music in the film and the accompanying song sounded, singing sadly and earnestly, and the miserable singing voice touched the emotions of the audience. The cries came and went, and the cries were so loud that I couldn't control my emotions. I am so glad I was not born in North Korea, not in the evil old society! (To be continued)