Yang Yi was about to sing a new song, everyone gathered around, and stopped the scattered topics just now, quieter than the warmer coffee shop outside with the north wind hanging.
It’s as if it’s the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, it’s snowing outside, and the fireplace in the house is lit with a strong firewood, and everyone is comfortably surrounded by one place to keep warm. It’s just right!
Yang Yi put down the erhu first and picked up the flute.
Seeing Yang Yi’s two musical instruments, Yang Huan, Ding Xiang, and Guo Ziyi knew something about Yang Yi, but they were not as deep as Murphy’s relatives and friends who were surprised: “He can still play erhu? “
But Murphy and Jin Yingming were not surprised, and Jin Yingming also developed a strong interest in this: the arrangement of this song must be very interesting with the accompaniment of relatively unfamiliar instruments such as the flute and the erhu.
Needless to say, Yang Yi played the flute horizontally, put both hands on the flute holes, and put his mouth to the blow hole, just took a deep breath and played the prelude. (Note 1)
After two short inflections, a long tail is followed. With his long breath, Yang Yi blows the melodious flute sound softly and softly, and the subsequent inflections are almost done in one go , with only one invisible breath in between.
When the flute sounded, the sad tone could not help but resonate with people, and the slightly trembling flute sound also made people’s hearts tremble. Although it was only the first time to hear it, it made the presence of People couldn’t help but get goosebumps.
So beautiful! The sadness is not too much, it is just right, and the sound of the flute is faint, like a girl’s talk, which makes people reminisce.
Many people who understand music present, especially Murphy and Jin Yingming, two musicians who are obsessed with music, could not help but close their eyes and feel the melody carefully.
Xixi snuggled between her mother’s legs. She couldn’t sit still, but she didn’t run around anymore.
She couldn’t care less about being proud of her awesome father. The little girl’s big eyes seemed to project the shadow of that beautiful bamboo flute. It seems that she is also surprised: why can this thing blow such a nice sound?
This is the first time the little girl has heard the flute play!
After the two preludes, Yang Yi put down the flute, picked up the erhu, and sat on the chair beside him. Although there was a bit of a pause, this was originally an exchange performance between friends, and there was not much concern.
I saw him pulling the bow, the ponytail bow hair brushing the silk strings of the erhu, the rich and full music with continuous glissando, brought out a slightly sad melody, and Yang Yi also spoke at the same time.
“True love is like a vast grassland, and layers of wind and rain cannot be blocked…” (Note 2)
As if singing poetry, Yang Yi sang softly with a gentle smile on his face. However, although his singing voice was not loud, every word had his unique magnetism.
Yang Yi’s singing style is not like Fei Yufu’s, it doesn’t have the kind of unique tenderness that looks up to the sky, but more like Huang Bo’s singing style. He uses the singing style of some grassland singers and the spirit of a man to interpret a different tenderness.
“When the clouds open and the sun rises, the sun shines on you and me.”
If the first sentence of the lyrics made everyone not quite understand what Yang Yi was trying to convey, the second sentence of the lyrics suddenly became clear to everyone and understood!
Isn’t what Yang Yi wants to express to admire the rescue of Qianli Chuanshu at this time?
Once they experienced depression and setbacks, like layers of wind and rain, which made people feel hopeless, but don’t be afraid, because behind the darkness, there will be light!
In the end, they will keep the clouds and see the moon, and the sun will always bloom. Success, or the joy of victory, will shine on you and me like the sun!
“True love is like a plum blossom, but the cold and snow cannot be overwhelmed. Just when the coldest branches bloom, I see spring coming to you and me…” With the accompaniment of Erhu, Yang Yi continued to sing.
The true feelings here are no longer like the feelings for people in the original song, or the true feelings between lovers. Instead, it uses a common metaphor in ancient poems—
In ancient poetry, it is often seen that there are poets who cannot directly express their political ambitions, but can only use other stories to express them indirectly.
For example, in Wang Anshi’s “Climbing to the Feilai Peak”, “Flying to Mount Qianxun Pagoda, when you hear the rooster crowing and see the sun rise. You are not afraid of floating clouds, and you are at the highest level.” Express your determination and courage to change the law and not be afraid of treacherous evil!
The same is true here, although the original “One Cut Plum” sings about love, the pursuit of free love, and its own steadfastness. But it is not impossible to express Yang Yi’s emotion and praise for Qianli Chuanshu and the others for persisting in their dreams and finally gaining freedom.
Yang Yi’s singing paused slightly, and the erhu’s melody seemed to slow down, as if an explosion was brewing!
Yes, just listening to the melody rising again, Yang Yi’s firm and powerful singing also sounded here.
“The snow is fluttering, the north wind is blowing, and the world is vast.”
This mood is so beautifully depicted! Even though Murphy had heard Yang Yi sing, he couldn’t help but feel a little excited, as if it was winter in the northern country, the sky was full of snowflakes, the sun and the moon were not visible, it was just a vast expanse!
“A cut of cold plum stands proudly in the snow, just for the fragrance of Yiren.”
Similarly, this lyric gives people a wonderful artistic conception, as if they can really see a plum blossom blooming in the snow-white world!
Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan are already intoxicated by these lyrics, especially Miao Chuan, he is in charge of filling in the lyrics, and he likes to write poems and lyrics, so he can understand that this “cold plum” is a lyric, and plum blossoms are the most cold-resistant Yes, it blooms in the harsh climate of snow, isn’t it just like they have experienced the setbacks of unsuccessful lawsuits and the pain of being hidden in the snow, but their dreams have not fallen and are still standing proudly?
Miao Chuan clenched his fists, looked excited, and looked at Yang Yi with admiration. He liked this song so much! Really want to know how Yang Yi wrote it!
Beautiful lyrics and beautiful melody!
“Love what I love, no regrets, no regrets, this feeling will last for a long time…” Finally, Yang Yi sang the last stanza for the second time and slowly ended the singing of the song.
The ending lyrics also seem to be the same as Yang Yi’s message to Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan: “Love what I love~IndoMTL.com~ No complaints and no regrets!”
Follow your dreams bravely!
After listening to this song, everyone’s feelings may not be very deep, but when they laughed and praised Yang Yi for making a new style, they looked back and were surprised to find that Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan were already the same Tears flowed down my face.
“Thank you, Brother Yang, thank you for the encouragement this song has given us!” After being discovered, Lu Xiaoshu wiped away his tears embarrassedly and smiled with a nasal tone, “It really evokes this All kinds of grievances over the years, so I lost my way.”
“Alright, alright! It’s all over!” Jin Yingming patted the two of them on the shoulders and said comfortingly.
Jin Yingming is also very touched. He has also experienced the troughs of life, the deepest troughs, and he came out because he persisted in his dreams. Of course, Jin Yingming was not as excited as Lu Xiaoshu and the others, because he was not too young, and those touches were hidden in his heart.
“It’s the same sentence, let’s continue to work hard for our dreams! Believe in ourselves, there will always be a time when the sky will bloom!” Yang Yi raised the coffee cup in his hand, smiled, and made the final congratulatory speech.