King of Classical Music

On the bustling streets of Berlin, the cars come and go. A black Continental quickly drove past the Gate of Hernenburg, District 206. The red taillights were like a fierce flame, and they slammed out dozens of meters.

In the dimly lit compartment, there was no opening, and he held the man's right hand as if he was still waiting for the other's.

But for a moment, I only listened softly and said: "Lu Ziwen is a very talented violinist. I have heard the videotape he had just entered into the diplomatic service ten years ago. He also heard his concert with the diplomatic exchange the year before. He The progress is very fast, the handling of feelings is very delicate, and the skills are very skilled."

It seems that I am really only explaining my point of view. My vision is still facing the front. The tone is plain. "He is a good violinist and has the chance to be one of the small groups standing at the top of the world." member."

When he said this, he was carrying his nephew and watching him seriously.

The light and shadow of the street lamp overlaps with the dark light in the car, so that you can't see the sly face, but you can see the deep and narrow eyes. I know that this man has never bothered to lie, so what he said must be buried deep inside.

It turned out that what he should have known long ago, but it is only now that he really discovered it.

God always loves to make jokes. When I was in Gangcheng, I never thought that I would like my own music, just like he never thought about it. He even recommended himself to Mr. Dorensa. .

If you know earlier, will you like this man more?

Still not, because I already like the extreme, it is already the ultimate love, where can I love more?

The hot and lively heart in the chest was beating and fluttering, and he slowly grasped the other's hand. He whispered "well" for a long time before he whispered: "Hey, you Believe... Is there a fate in the world? Some people are destined to gradually drift away, and some people are destined to be far apart, obstructing more, and eventually will be together, forever?"

This sentence of swearing makes the scorpion shrink.

In fact, when I asked "who is the person you mentioned at the Gangcheng Music Festival", you have already been frozen, as if you expected what would happen next. The left palm of his hand holding the steering wheel was already soaked, and he could barely keep his own calmness.

A year ago, Daniel and he said, "If you have already determined eight | 90% for one thing, is the last one really important?" Now, in Berlin's splendid night scene, you seem to have seen the last. With the arrival of 10%, it is really not far away.

From the beginning to the end, I have not taken the initiative to ask about this.

When he first heard the music of this young man, he felt a little familiar, but he was forgotten by Professor Carl’s phrase “He and your music are very similar”; later on the Christmas Eve, “The Bells” He was completely suspicious and began to investigate, but in the end there was no result.

It is because of curiosity that more contact will be made to understand how diligent and lovely this young man is. He will practice stubbornly for a whole morning because a scale cannot be processed well, and he will be excited by a beautiful song.

In the past 30 years, I have never taken the initiative to contact anyone. A good family made him stand on the platform that surpassed too many people from the very beginning. The high talent made him soon become one of the people standing at the top of the classical music industry.

If you are not curious about this young man, maybe... I will miss him.

I have been alone for 30 years, never touched, and how could I open my heart?

"I believe in fate." Affirmative and resolute voice flowed out of his lips. "I am very confident in fate now. Destiny has made me see you, fate has made me love you, and fate has given me this opportunity." Sit here with you to say these words. Hehe..."

A red light, the black Continental slammed down.

He turned his head and looked at the young man seriously and conspicuously. His eyes were sincere and beautiful, as if he was looking at the most beloved treasure. The cold lips slid a good-looking curvature, and he couldn’t hide the deep eyes. The love of his, he solemnly said:

"You are the one I believe in fate... the only reason."

This simple love story makes the heart warm and the eyelids begin to get hot. He has never been a person who likes to shed tears. Even before his death, he even suffered from extreme pain. He resisted not letting the tears flow down, but now he couldn't help but wet his eyes because of the other side's words.

As I gradually squatted, I leaned back slightly against the soft chair back and began to recall: "When I was born, the dean said it was like a snowy day. It was very cold, and at that time it was the most German. During the difficult period, many people lost their jobs and killed themselves. My parents put me in a very common vegetable basket and left it at the hospital door."

The awkward body suddenly froze, and he already realized what the youth were saying.

"In fact, I am still a little grateful to them, at least they used cotton wool to fill the basket, otherwise I might have been frozen to death when others found me."

As if recalling something interesting, the scorpion was slightly bent, and after a long while, he continued: "The dean is very bad-tempered and does not like us, but sometimes she is in a good mood and will tell us. Some words. When I was five years old, she told me that although my parents abandoned me, I still left a name for me, written in beautiful Chinese, called 'Zi Wen'."

"When I was 6 years old, a couple of old couples who came to work in Germany from China took me in. They were not rich, but they gave me a home. I also had a surname and a real name. They loved me very much. I will make delicious Chinese food, and I will often sing good Chinese songs. My Chinese is learned from that time. Although there is no German fluency at the end, this language is really difficult."

He held his hand in the backhand. He seemed to feel the sorrow of the other party after being abandoned by his parents, and he could feel the sweetness of the other parent who was loved by his adoptive parents.

“When I was 7 years old, I heard a symphony concert on TV for the first time. It was a loved New Year concert. I thought it was the most wonderful music in the world. I was very stubbornly asking my parents for the first time. I studied music, and then in the expensive piano and violin, I chose the violin. I will think about it later, I never regret that I chose the violin, because she, I will feel the beauty of life."

“So after I was 7 years old, I started to learn violin with my teacher and teacher. When I was 10 years old, my parents moved to Austria because of work. I officially owned a private teacher. I think it was five years. When I was happiest in my life, my adoptive parents loved me very much. The teacher also encouraged me and supported me. I felt that for the first time, there would be such a wonderful life in life, without having to grab a chocolate in the orphanage. I don’t have to spend 364 days a year, thinking about what gifts I can get on Christmas Eve. It’s so good...”

A sudden brake, in the harsh brakes, the black Continental slammed down the street. He turned to look at the young man beside him, but found that he didn't know when the white face was covered with tears, but the light-colored eyes were bright and shining, full of hope and dream.

"Hey..."

"Hey, do you understand the feeling of falling from heaven to hell?"

After a long silence, I finally shook my head: "I don't understand." The biggest setback he has experienced in his life is probably the death of Lu Ziwen. But at that time, he only had a feeling of resignation, but there was no more emotion.

He looked up and looked at the handsome and elegant man. He smiled and smacked his lips, but he seemed to be more ugly than crying. He said, "I understand that I have experienced it twice. The first time is my adoptive parents. The second time was in the golden | hall backstage, desperately waiting for death."

"Hey!"

"When adopting me, the adoptive parents are already in their fifties. When I was fifteen, they should have reached the age of retirement, but in order to support our family, they still insist on working. I am sixteen. At that time, his father was overworked. He was accidentally involved in the work and was involved in the machine. He was lying in the hospital for ten days and finally passed away."

"After that accident, the mother struck a lot, but after half a year, she lost a big circle. An old man who was nearly old and thin suddenly lost his wife who had been in love for decades. This is really too much for the mother. So when I was 17 years old, she died of illness."

I can say that the clouds are light and windy, but I can understand from the simple language that the young people are so painful that they can no longer express their feelings!

It is because of the extreme pain that I don't know how to express it. I can only use the most plain language to speak out and cover up the heart that has been riddled with blood and can't bleed.

Can't help but hold this seemingly strong young man into his arms, his arms clinging tightly to his waist, he draped slightly, in the other side