When I was a child, my grandmother loved to hold Li Shuangyu and listen to operas in front of the grass troupe at the entrance of the village.
"Yuwa'er, look that's White Snake." White Snake on the stage had her sleeves tactfully curled up. She lowered her head and glanced back at Pisces who was still eating her hands and smiled. In dreams, there is always the noisy noise of gongs and drums, as well as the babbling or sonorous and powerful singing.
Xiao Yu'er was sleepy, so she slept in the dressing room behind the grass team. The mat in the countryside was slightly cool. When she opened her eyes, she could see a long beard hanging on the wall. She fluttered with her feet twice and looked at it curiously. It's a little itchy when it's pricked on my hand.
Turning around, the white lady's long silk dress turned around in the mist.
After growing up, Li Shuangyu went to a big city as a college student and worked hard to study.
Until she saw the White Snake again. He stayed on the stage, playing with his sleeves, but there was only one person and no one around him.
"Why are you singing?"
"Are you good at singing?"
"Actually, I don't want to be Xu Xuan. I want to be Xiaoqing. It doesn't matter if I stay with you for the rest of my life."
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The story is about a heroine who studies opera and works hard to gather a group of colleagues to work together to support the club.
This article exists for Amway Opera. There may be bugs and you are welcome to correct them. I love you all.
Because the author is a Sichuan girl, she may have more to say about Sichuan Opera√