If I were a singer, I would have an angelic face, a charming voice, be good at dancing and be more popular than Jolin Tsai. A professional hair stylist turned me into Rainie Yang, which is great! I have a charming hairstyle and a first-class fashion designer to help me design beautiful clothes, yeah! I'm Angela Zhang! And a first-class makeup artist. I want to be Ayumi Hamasaki. I want to shoot idol dramas with Fahrenheit and hold concerts in my favorite places. I am very popular and recognized everywhere.
If the cloud can sit, I want to jump out of the window of the plane and onto the cloud. Clouds are very elastic, like cotton candy. Clouds have many colors and tastes: red is strawberry, pink is peach, purple is grape, yellow is banana, green is cantaloupe, orange is orange, and the color is comprehensive taste. If I eat cotton candy, it will melt into water in my mouth. If the cloud is too small, change to another one. I also want to play a ball game with many cotton candy friends on the cloud. We also use clouds to pinch all kinds of things, such as toys and castles, and build a cloud kingdom. Unconsciously, the wind blew the clouds, flying and drifting, taking us all over the world.
Looking down at a blue sea, there are seven beautiful mermaids waving to us. Clouds have been floating and floating, taking us around the world. Doraemon and I borrowed props to hide the clouds outside.
If I were a singer, excellent composition 2 "The sea is wide and the fish jumps, and the sky is high and birds fly." . "I want to spread my ideal wings, fly to the sky and chase my ideal.
Ideal is like a door of wisdom; Ideal is a ray of sunshine in winter; Ideal, like a soaring eagle, my ideal is to be a singer.
Singers are happy. I am willing to bring happiness to people with my songs. I want to sing sour, sweet, bitter and spicy songs to express people's different feelings.
Singing is like a cool breeze in summer, giving people a comfortable feeling; Singing is like the rain and dew in spring, which makes everything reborn; Singing is like a heater in winter, which makes people no longer cold; Singing is like full fruit in autumn, giving people a sweet smile.
If I am a singer, standing on a brightly lit stage, facing thousands of audiences and a pair of eager eyes, the first thought in my mind is not to disappoint those who trust me.
First of all, I want to turn all the motivation into motivation. The first sentence I sang has already entered the music world, where I can only feel every word and note with my heart.
If possible, I would like to sing all over the country, and everyone knows it, so that people can feel the pain in hot water, the happiness in honeypot hotbeds, the hardships in ice and snow, and the dullness in spring flowers.
I want people to feel the mystery of music. Every movement, every look, is only half the singing.
I fantasize about running on the grassland and looking at the distance. Ah, that's my ideal, the place I pursue in my dream.
If I am a singer's excellent composition 3 "A small butterfly with dead leaves, flying in the forest ..." I don't know why, I often hum this song "Butterfly with dead leaves" and get carried away.
It's a holiday, and I'm relaxed. With the yearning for butterflies, I like music, and I like the TV variety show "I am a singer". In front of the TV, looking at the colorful pictures and listening to the beautiful songs, I can't help but look forward to the scene when I stepped onto the stage. ...
If one day, I am lucky enough to walk on this stage as a singer, I will choose the violin group to accompany me and release the soul of the butterfly with the unique tone of the violin; Two harpists will also be selected to draw the flight path of butterflies like mountains and rivers with the rhythm of the harp; Will also use the sonorous sound quality of the piano to express the butterfly's endeavor and passion in the autumn rain; We will also invite a harmony orchestra to play a long tune with deep affection and give a vivid interpretation to the butterfly.
If I am a singer, I will become a "butterfly" after I walk on the beautiful stage: wearing a long pale yellow dress and pale pink wings with pure white spots on my back. I danced with the song and interpreted the legend of a dead-leaf butterfly: a yellow and haggard butterfly, confused, not knowing where to go. After a painful struggle, it finally flew, spinning, dancing and rising under the colorful lights, "flying to the clouds and the moon in the dream"!
If I were a singer, I would become that butterfly in my singing, "fly to the clouds and the moon in my dream" and live in my gorgeous paradise.