House Dad’s Literary Life

Yang Lan wants to sing a new song. Everyone has come around and stopped the topic that has just been scattered. It is quieter than the coffee shop that is warmer outside the north wind.

It’s like the cold winter, the snow is outside, and the fire in the fireplace in the house is very hot. Everyone is comfortable and surrounded by a piece of heating, just warm!

Yang Hao first put down the erhu and picked up the flute.

Seeing the two instruments of Yang Lan, Yang Huan and Ding Xiang and Guo Ziyi have some understanding of Yang Lan, but they are not as deep as the relatives and friends of Murphy: "He will play erhu?"

It was Murphy and Kim Young-ming who were not surprised. Kim Young-ming also had a strong interest in this: with the flute and erhu, which is relatively accompaniment to the instrument, the arrangement of this song must be very interesting.

Needless to say, Yang Lan cocked the flute, and both hands gently placed on the flute hole, his mouth facing the blow hole, just a deep breath, playing a prelude. (Note 1)

After two short accents, the long tail is connected. With his long breath, Yang Lan blows the melodious flute to the soft and gentle, and the rear tone is almost in one go. One invisible ventilation.

But when the sound of the flute sounded, the sad tone could not help but resonate, and the flute of the trembling voice made people’s hearts tremble. Although it was only the first time, it was for the people present. I can't help but get a goose bump.

So beautiful! There is not much sadness, just right, and the sound of the flute is faint, as well as the girl’s talk, which makes people feel good.

Many people who knew music, especially those like Mu Fei and Jin Yingming, who were obsessed with music, couldn't help but close their eyes and feel the melody carefully.

She leaned between her mother's legs, she couldn't sit still, but at the moment she didn't run around again, but stayed in the same place, holding her mother's thighs and looking at the dad playing with surprise.

She is also not proud of her great father. The little girl's eyes seem to project the shadow of the beautiful bamboo flute. It seems that she is also surprised: Why can this thing blow out such a good voice?

This is the first time the little girl is listening to the flute!

After the two preludes, Yang Lan put the flute down, picked up the erhu, sat on the side of the chair, although a little pause, but this was originally an exchange performance between friends, not so much care.

I saw him pull the bow, the horsetail bow hair rubbed the erhu's string, the thick and full of music with a continuous portrayal, brought out a slightly sad melody, and Yang Hao also opened his mouth.

"The truth is like a vast grassland, and the layers of wind and rain can't be blocked..." (Note 2)

As if singing poetry, Yang Lan’s face was gently sung with a gentle smile. However, although his singing voice was not big, every word took his unique magnetism.

Yang Lan's singing is not like Fei Yu, there is no such a unique look of the sky, but more like Huang Qi's singing, with some grassland singers' vocals, with men's spirit, to interpret different tenderness.

“There is always a cloud when the sunrise, the sun shines on you and me.”

If you say that the first sentence of the lyrics, let everyone do not understand the meaning of Yang Yu to express, the second sentence of the lyrics, everyone suddenly open, understand!

What Yang Lan wants to express is not to admire the escape of the Qianlichuan tree at this time?

Once they experienced depression and frustration, just like a layer of tight airtight wind and rain, people feel desperate, but don't be afraid, because behind the darkness, it will be bright!

They will always keep the clouds open to see the moon, always open the sunrise, success, or the joy of victory, just like the sun shines on you and me!

"True feelings like plum blossoms, cold and cold snow can not be submerged. Just bloom in the coldest branches, see the spring to you and me..." Under the accompaniment of the erhu, Yang Lan continued to sing.

The true feelings here are no longer like the feelings of people in the original songs, no longer the true feelings between lovers. Instead, it uses the common metaphor in ancient poetry.

In ancient poetry, it is often seen that poets cannot directly express their political ambitions and can only use other stories to express them indirectly.

For example, Wang Anshi's "Dengfeilaifeng", "Flying to the Qianqian Tower on the mountain, smelling the chickens and seeing the sun rising. Not afraid of the clouds to cover the eyes, self-destruction at the highest level." Is to use the story of mountain climbing to express their own thoughts To change the law, not afraid of treacherous determination and courage!

The same is true here, although the original "One Cut Plum" sings love, is the pursuit of free love, is the singer's own firmness. However, it is not impossible to express the feelings and praises of Yang Lan at the moment for their persistence in their dreams and their ultimate freedom.

Yang Lan’s voice was lightly paused, and the erhu’s melody seemed to slow down as if an explosion had been brewing!

Yes, I only heard the melody rise again, and Yang’s firm and powerful singing voice also rang.

"The snow flutters, the north wind is rustling, and the heavens and the earth are in the sky."

This artistic conception is too beautiful! Even if Murphy had already listened to Yang Lan’s sing, he couldn’t help but feel a little excited, as if it were the winter of the North, the snow, the sun and the moon, just a piece!

"A cut of cold plum is proud of the snow, only for the Yi people."

In the same way, this lyrics gives people a wonderful mood, as if you can really see the world of white snow, there is a plum blossom in bloom!

Lu Xiaoshu and Luanchuan have been enchanted by these lyrics, especially in Suichuan. He is responsible for lyrics and he also likes to write poetry, so he can understand that this "Hanmei" is a lyrical, plum is the most cold-resistant, it Flowering in the harsh climate of snow, not like the frustrations of their failure to fight a lawsuit, experienced the pain of being hidden by snow, but their dreams have not fallen, still stand proudly?

Yan Chuan held his fist and looked excited. He looked at Yang Lan with admiration. He liked this song too much! I really want to know how Yang Lan wrote it!

The lyrics are beautiful and the melody is beautiful!

"Love what I love, no regrets, this feeling is long." Finally, Yang Lan sang the last paragraph for the second time, slowly ending the singing of this song.

The closing lyrics also seem to be the same as Yang Yu’s message to Lu Xiaoshu and Luanchuan: “Love what I love, no regrets!”

Courageously pursue your dreams!

After listening to this song, everyone’s feelings may not be very deep, but they laughed and praised Yang Hao’s new style. When he looked back, he was surprised to find that Lu Xiaoshu and Luanchuan were already bursting into tears. .

"Thank you, Big Brother Yang, thank you for your encouragement to this song!" After being discovered, Lu Xiaoshu embarrassedly wiped his tears and smiled with a nasal voice. "It really evokes this year." All kinds of grievances, so I lost my mind."

"Okay! It’s all gone!" Jin Yingming patted the shoulders of both of them and said comfortably.

Jin Yingming is also very touched. He has also experienced the lows of life, deep and deep lows, and also because he persisted in his dreams and came out. Of course, Jin Yingming is not as excited as Lu Xiaoshu, because he is not young, and those touches are hidden in his heart.

"It is still the same sentence, let us continue to work hard for the dream! Believe in yourself, there is always a time to see the clouds!" Yang Hao raised the coffee cup in his hand, smiled, and made a final ending message.