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In memory of my brother: I am who I am, a different firework, a pure and true soul

It's April 1st again, the season of grass warblers flying, 18 years ago, this day "brother" made a big joke with us, and on this day of the year, in the spring light, it added a melancholy. Like Zhang Guorong, like every role he has created, like his pure and true soul, dare to love and dare to hate.

As an actor, few actors can play so broadly, shape each role so into the wood three points, the role created by the brother, will make you forget himself, think that he is the person who plays, really can not be described as crazy devil can not live, it is precisely because the heart has no distractions, pure to the truth, in order to use the empty cup mentality to accept each role, in order to really enter the play. The little bird without feet of the young Ah Fei can be so free and free; the lonely and melancholy Ouyang Feng who poisons the east and the west; Cheng Dieyi, who dares to love and dare to hate the overlord Biji, who dares to love and hate the insane demon; the obsessive and pure Ning Caichen of the ghost of Qiannu; the stubborn, upright and reserved brother of the hero' true color... Each character is re-lived, although life is short, but experienced a variety of life, enough for us to remember, talk freely for a lifetime.

As a singer, he has performed countless classics, with a clean voice, clear eyes, a free personality, and each song he sings has a unique charm that can bring you into it. Monica's enthusiasm is like fire, the wind continues to blow clean and melancholy, the affectionate style of a thousand songs, the silence is Jin's calmness... Just like the brother next door, the money tells his life experience, not sad or happy, not impatient.

Like Zhang Guorong, that is, like his immersion in a thousand faces, like his pure and real dare to be self, I am me, that different fireworks, short and brilliant. Today, we commemorate my brother together.

In memory of my brother: I am who I am, a different firework, a pure and true soul
In memory of my brother: I am who I am, a different firework, a pure and true soul
In memory of my brother: I am who I am, a different firework, a pure and true soul
In memory of my brother: I am who I am, a different firework, a pure and true soul
In memory of my brother: I am who I am, a different firework, a pure and true soul
In memory of my brother: I am who I am, a different firework, a pure and true soul

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