“我的张家界,美丽的张家界,土家人就在这里住……”每次听黄格选唱《我的张家界》时,总觉得不那么地道,那种无法融入一方水土的距离感让歌曲少了点原汁原味。不过,这也不能苛责他,毕竟他只是路过张家界。我曾奢侈地傻想,如果父亲唱的话,至少那感情要真挚得多,毕竟他与这方山水厮守了二十多年。可我从未听父亲唱过歌,他就像森林公园里那一座座石 “My Zhangjiajie, beautiful Zhangjiajie, Tujia people live here ... ” Every time I listen to Huang grid sing “My Zhangjiajie”, I always feel not so authentic, the kind of distance that can not be integrated into one side of the soil less song A little original. However, this can not blame him, after all, he just passed by Zhangjiajie. I have extravagantly silly, if my father sings, at least the feelings should be much more sincere, after all, he and the landscapes stay together for more than 20 years. But I have never heard my father sing songs, he is like a pedestal in the Forest Park