Recently, I have become crazy about listening to "Whirlpool", a stunning work by Huang Yaoming and Peng Ling. Both of them are born with good voices, one is a maverick and is the pride of heaven, and the other sings high-pitched but acts low-key. The two of them have joined forces to present this song just right, but it's a pity that the two don't collaborate much together. Otherwise, one of the two voices is deep and sexy, and the other is loud and erratic, as if the former emerges from the water and the latter swoops down from the sky, intertwined and intertwined, in an endless sequence. I have heard a lot of reports and praises about Daming's group. The name Huang Yaoming is not unfamiliar to me, and Peng Ling has heard of it many times. It's a pity that she is not an idol singer with exquisite facial features, so she will inevitably suffer a lot in the bizarre entertainment industry. But this song was introduced by a friend. Her favorite songs are always full of personality, including this song "Vortex" from Huang Weiwen's famous "Trash Five". Although it is a Cantonese song, the melody is very unique, and the two talented singers perform it vividly, making people feel like they are rising, then sinking and circling in a whirlpool. After listening to it for several days, I still don't get bored. In addition to the enjoyment brought by pop songs, it may also be related to my state of mind. Later I heard Peng Ling's last song "The Boys Who Sang to Me". So I came up with the idea of writing to the boys I once had, and also to those touching past times. Although those times are not always the most beautiful, they are all experiences of youth, no matter sweet, sad or painful.
Concept: How much growth does a girl have to go through to become a happy woman?