House Dad’s Literary Life

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

Seeing the two instruments Yang Yi, Yang Huan and Ding Xiang, Guo Ziyi have some knowledge of Yang Yi, but no such relatives and friends as Mo Fei are surprised: “He will play erhu?”

It was Mo Fei and Jin Yingming who were not surprised. Jin Yingming also had a strong interest in this: with the flute and erhu, which is relatively accommodating to the instrument, the arrangement of this song must be very interesting.

Needless to say, Yang Yi cocked the flute, and the two hands gently placed on the flute, and the mouth was blowing against the hole, just breathing deeply and playing the prelude. (Note 1)

After two short accents, the long tail is connected. Yang Yi uses his long breath to make the melodious flute sound soft and gentle, and the rear tone is almost in one go, only in the middle. 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 know music, especially those like Mo Fei and Jin Yingming who are obsessed with music, can’t help but close their eyes and feel the melody carefully.

Xixi snuggled up 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 thigh and looking at the dad playing with surprise.

She is also not proud of her great father, little girl seems to project the shadow of the beautiful bamboo flute in her big eyes. It seems that she is also surprised: Why can this thing blow out such a nice to hear voice?

This is the little girl playing the flute for the first time!

After the two preludes, Yang Yi put the flute down, picked up the erhu, and sat on the side of the chair. Although it was a little paused, it was originally an exchange performance between friends, not so much.

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

“The truth is like a vast grassland, and the layers of wind and rain can’t be blocked…” (Note 2)

It seems that singing poetry, Yang Yi has a gentle smile on his face and sings softly. However, although his singing is not big, every word carries his unique magnetism.

Yang Yi’s singing is not like Fei Yu, not the kind of unique looking heavenly feminine, 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 not understand the meaning of Yang Yi to express, the second lyrics, everyone suddenly open, understand!

Yang Yi wants to express, isn’t it to admire the rest of Thousand Miles Chuan-Shu?

Once they experienced repression 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, coldly ice and snow can not be submerged. Just bloom in the coldest branches, see the spring toward you and me…” Under the accompaniment of the erhu, Yang Yi 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 “Dengfeilai Peak”, “Flying to the Chihiro 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 mountaineering to express themselves I want to change my mind, not afraid of treacherous determination and courage!

The same is true here, although the original «One Plum Blossom» sings love, is the pursuit of free love, is the singer’s own firmness. But it is not impossible to express Yang Yi’s feelings and praises to Thousand Miles Chuan-Shu for their insistence on their dreams and their ultimate freedom.

Yang Yi’s singing was lightly paused, and the erhu’s melody seemed to slow down as if it was brewing an explosion!

Yes, just listening to the melody rising again, Yang Yi’s strong 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! Mo Fei Even if he has already listened to Yang Yi, he can’t help but feel a little excited, as if it is 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 Miao Chuan have been enchanted by these lyrics, especially Miao Chuan, who is responsible for lyrics and also likes to write poetry, so he can understand that this “Hanmei” is a lyrical, plum is the most cold-resistant, It blooms in the snowy bad weather. It is not like the frustrations of the failure of the lawsuits. They have experienced the pain of being hidden in the snow, but their dreams have not fallen, still stand proudly?

Miao Chuan clenched her fist and looked excited. She looked at Yang Yi very admiringly. He liked this song too much! I really want to know how Yang Yi is written!

The lyrics are beautiful and the melody is beautiful!

“Love what I love, no regrets, this feeling is long.” Finally, Yang Yi sang the last paragraph for the second time, slowly ending the singing of this 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, no regrets!”

Courageously pursue your dreams!

After listening to this song, everyone’s feelings may not be very deep, but they laughed and admired Yang Yi’s new style. When I looked back, I was surprised to find that Lu Xiaoshu and Miao Chuan were already tears. Full face.

“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.” Many kinds of grievances have come out, so I lost my mind.”

“It’s alright! It’s all over!” 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. 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 Yi raised the coffee cup in his hand, smiled, and made a final ending message.