Poverty alleviation variety show goes to the countryside, my talent can no longer be hidden

Chapter 411 This prosperous age is as you wish

In a poor living room in a third-tier city in the west.

Two white-haired old men were sitting on the sofa, chatting and watching the TV screen.

Under normal circumstances, the two would have gone to bed by this time, but today the old couple specially drank a cup of tea after dinner to refresh themselves, just to watch the annual Spring Festival Gala.

This program routine on New Year’s Eve every year has long become an integral part of their lives.

It was almost ten o'clock when an interactive magic show ended and the audience burst into thunderous applause.

The two old men also put down the cups in their hands, smiled and clapped their hands, even though the performing guests could not hear their applause at all.

"This year's Spring Festival Gala seems to be a little different." The old lady said with a smile while clapping.

"There are indeed some different things. Several programs are quite fresh." The old man also said cheerfully: "In the past two years, apart from those inspiring military songs and opera programs, the rest of the programs made me sleepy. I didn't know what they were doing."

"This year's director is quite talented, and the show is much better than in previous years," the old lady concluded.

"It's not about ability, it's about courage." The old man sighed and said, "The directors of the previous few years were actually not bad, but they just didn't have the courage to seek change, so they could only stick to the rules..."

While the two were chatting, the host had already announced the next program - recitation.

When the relevant subtitles appeared on the screen, the old couple immediately sat up straight.

"This prosperous age is as you wish", what an inspiring name!

Author: Zhou Hao.

They also remembered this name, as they had read the previous article "Desert Dunhuang" over and over again for a long time!
At this moment, the old man suddenly remembered something, "Isn't the author of the song 'Gong Xi Fa Cai' also called this name?"

"Either they have the same name, or they are the same person." The old lady smiled and said, "That young man is famous for his two best poems."

"Talented people emerge in every generation. It's amazing." The old man sighed.

The background on the stage has quietly changed into a picture of the five-star red flag and Tiananmen Square reflecting each other.

The melodious large-scale background music began to sound slowly, and two recitation teams, one old and one young, were stationed on the left and right sides of the stage.

Before he even opened his mouth, a grand narrative aura was already overwhelming.

"This music is so beautiful." The old man couldn't help but sigh.

The old lady quickly made a gesture to silence him, signaling him to shut up.

Amid the melodious accompaniment, a silver-haired old lady began to chant the first sentence.

"I look up and see the clear sky of my motherland
When I lower my eyes, I see the vast mountains and rivers of my motherland. "

The two lines of words, pronounced in a clear and melodious voice, instantly make people feel refreshed.

Immediately afterwards, the group of elderly people behind him began to recite in unison.

"From the mountains to the sea

From sunrise to sunset
Thousands of years of changes

Thousands of years of earth surging

A great nation is united
What I can’t let go of is the Chinese dream in my blood!”

After a pause, the young recitation team wearing red scarves on the opposite side took over.

"The Shenzhou spacecraft launched one after another

The East is Red in space
Chang'e invites you to travel in the sky

Jiaolong dives deep into the sea
Countless exciting days and nights
Countless Chinese people have fought for it..."

When they heard this, the old couple's eyes were already wet. It was at this age that they received a complete red ideological education and were determined to devote their lives to building the motherland.

Then they spent their lives fulfilling their childhood aspirations - the old lady worked as a primary school teacher on the front line all her life, cultivating generation after generation of the motherland's flowers, and she was still doing some free public welfare tutoring until her retirement.

The old man dedicated his entire youth to the country's steel industry, but eventually fell in a wave of layoffs. However, he did not give up on his life and instead pushed a small cart to sell breakfast.

For more than twenty years, the lowest unit of consumption has changed from cents to yuan, but his breakfast stall still insists on selling rice balls and triangle-shaped buns for one yuan, providing the cheapest food for children from poor families.

To this day, the two have never been in the news or received any medals, but they have no regrets.

Not everyone has the opportunity to become a pillar, so they choose to be an unknown brick.

Because they see the meaning of their dedication and struggle - the motherland is rapidly becoming stronger, and this is the meaning of their struggle!
And now this recitation on the Spring Festival Gala stage is their voice!

"...the night comforts us with its silence

Dawn, calling out to drive away the haze
Today is to us what yesterday was to hope.
Tomorrow is what we pray for today..."

The accompaniment music became low, and the stage background also flashed the tragic scene of a hundred years ago. The country was destroyed, the family was ruined, and almost the entire country was lost. The Chinese nation was only one step away from national extinction.

In such a desperate situation, a group of male gods, together with the fearless workers and peasants, accomplished the feat of changing their destiny, pulled this country and this nation back from the edge of the cliff, and then entered the fast lane of development.

"…Motherland, we have walked together

Look at the magnificent mountains and rivers
Look at that tall building rising from the ground
From the Sick Man of Asia to the Oriental Dragon
From being at the mercy of others to independence
From standing up, becoming rich, to becoming strong..."

“…The world is in turmoil

I'm the only one leading the trend
A dragon soars into the wind

A miracle is happening

On the road to rejuvenation, we ride the wind and waves
Today, China stands tall and proud
The mission of national rejuvenation lies with us
In the future, we will forge ahead with our motherland
To become a better self
Building a better country"

As the accompaniment entered the final passionate movement, the old couple were already holding hands with tears in their eyes.

In the last part, the voices of the old and the young merged into one, and the stage background turned into a view overlooking the prosperous and powerful motherland.

"On Chang'an Avenue, we cheered
Under Tiananmen Square, red flags are flying again

This prosperous age is just as you wish!"

After the recitation, he bowed to express his gratitude.

The live camera immediately turned to the audience seats. Many people had red eyes and were secretly wiping their eyes.

Some elderly people couldn't help crying.

This is not an act, but I am really infected.

Because many of the reciters on the stage completed the entire performance with a choked voice, the appeal was almost maximized.

Many viewers sitting in front of the TV were also sighing inwardly.

Right, this is the correct way to open the main melody!

We have never been against the main theme; what we are against is the swill painted in the big pots!

If you want to promote values ​​and create the main theme, just do it openly like this. As long as the quality of the work is good enough, we can accept it!

The most nervous person at this moment was Kong Lin at the director's desk, because the risk of this program was quite high. He had no idea whether the audience could accept such a red ode.

Although the feedback on site is good, the main focus still depends on the evaluation outside the venue.

What if there are mostly negative reviews... then it would be counterproductive!

(End of this chapter)