Flick and sing lightly, the song is short and the love is long
Danzheng and his mother Genzang Dolma suddenly "fired".
The picture shows Danzheng playing and singing songs with his mother on the grassland.
Photo by Zhou Ruichenzi
More than a month ago, the Douyin account "Danzheng Mother and Son" made a short video of guitar playing and singing "Night in Ulan Bator". Within a few hours, it had more than 10 million views, received 300,000 likes and nearly 20,000 comments.
Danzheng in the video is currently studying at Xi'an University of Technology and lives in Mangla Township, Guinan County, Hainan Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture, Qinghai Province.
In December last year, Danzheng, who was taking online classes at home, accidentally heard his mother humming softly while doing housework. video.
Later, the mother and son went out to graze, and when they returned home at night, Danzheng suddenly received nearly a hundred WeChat messages from relatives and friends, "All of them were sent after seeing the video of my mother singing."
The picture shows the grassland of Genzang Zhuoma's hometown.
Photo by Zhou Ruichenzi
Danzheng was very pleasantly surprised by the sudden attention. He wanted his mother to sing a few more songs.
So, Dad took the initiative to take over the camera, holding a mobile phone lens, and Dan was holding the guitar and sitting next to his mother, playing lightly and singing softly. The mother and son whispered and looked at each other tacitly. Full of joy and dependence.
"Grandma seems to be singing a lullaby to lull her child to sleep", "Every time I listen to it, it is very healing, and she tears silently", "Dreaming back to my mother's arms in my hometown"... Every Douyin video can be received from all over the world. "Fans" leave messages of support, many of whom are overseas listeners.
Mother and son's distress
"My mother sang mostly original Tibetan songs. There were only a few songs that came and went, and some songs could only hum a few lines, and I couldn't even remember the words and music." Danzheng said that the shooting location and time were "very random", Or sitting by the iron stove at home, or feeding sheep and grazing, or sitting on the grassland while grazing and resting.
The picture shows Genzang Zhuoma's family working.
Photo by Zhou Ruichenzi
Although she also wants to try popular songs that are highly sung, Genzang Dolma can't speak Mandarin well. When learning to sing "Legend", Dan is teaching her to lip-sync and correct pronunciation word by word.
Unexpectedly, after the video was released, everyone expressed their preference for her jerky articulation, "Even if you can't sing correctly, you can still hear sincerity."
As the number of followers increased, some packaging planning teams threw "olive branches" to the mother and son.
The two came to Xining, the provincial capital, and cooperated with a professional company to shoot the song "The White Crane" by Cangyang Gyatso.
"I hope that more people will learn about the silent and nameless grassland in their hometown through our falling in love with traditional Tibetan culture," Danzheng said.
The company often urges the mother and son to increase the frequency of recording to maintain the popularity.
But Genzang Zhuoma couldn't adapt to this fast pace, which also made Danzheng into distress.
The picture shows Dan is playing and singing songs with his mother.
Photo by Zhou Ruichenzi
"A professional team can help my mother's singing to be heard by more people," Dan Zheng thinks, "but if she changes her natural simplicity for this purpose, it will violate the original intention of shooting the video, and it is also what people who like us don't want to see. "
The dream of the mother who was stolen by life, I want to bring her back
On weekdays, Genzang Zhuoma is introverted and shy, and he always bows his head when speaking. Only when he sings, he will unconsciously close his eyes and speak in a clean and long voice, bringing the audience on the other end of the video to the wind in the sky. Dan beside him is bringing back the tender moments of his childhood.
The picture shows Genzang Zhuoma feeding the sheep.
Photo by Zhou Ruichenzi
In Danzheng’s childhood memories, his mother was very quiet, living within a radius of less than ten meters, busy around the stove, bedside, and dining table all day long, taking care of the life of a family of more than a dozen people.
Occasionally, the mother and son are grazing on the vast grassland, swaying and waving the horsewhip in the warm sun. At this time, she will temporarily forget the trivial matters of life and sing a light song.
The picture shows Genzang Zhuoma feeding the sheep.
Photo by Zhou Ruichenzi
For forty years, Genzang Zhuoma has never stepped out of the grassland, and music is like a ray of light shining into ordinary days.
For their family, there is no poetry in the distance, but more of monotony and hard work day after day: under relatively harsh natural conditions, improving material life has exhausted most of their energy.
The picture shows Genzang Zhuoma and his son working.
Photo by Zhou Ruichenzi
During college, Danzheng insisted on working part-time in the school library. Even during the online classes at home, he followed his mother to work on the construction site in the county after school.
The outside world makes him yearn for it. Dan is unwilling to return to his hometown after graduation, but compared to his own wish, he feels that his mother's is more urgent. "Life stole my mother's dream, and I want to bring her back."
So, on a winter afternoon, the mother and son sat next to the flock of sheep as before, looking at the grassland they depended on for life.
Dan was plucking the strings lightly, the guitar made simple syllables, Genzang Dolma's ethereal and melodious voice was wrapped in the wind and echoed in the silent sky.
The picture shows Genzang Dolma on the grassland.
Photo by Zhou Ruichenzi
After singing the song "Hug Before Sunset", she choked up, "I remember when I was a child, my father loved me very much, but he is no longer here," she said in Mandarin, "The meaning of this song is to hug you Beloved."
A tactful song, Genzang Dolma sat on horseback, sang from an innocent girl to a weather-beaten mother, the same is the wind passing through the wilderness, mixed with bitterness and tenderness, leaving time on her body footnote.
Text: He Qiannan, Pan Yujie, Zhou Ruichen, Qi Xiujuan