bayedsolid Chapter 449
Chapter 449
Ding Feng Bo: Don't Listen to the Sound of Leaves Blowing in the Forest
This poem was written by Su Shi, a scholar in the Song Dynasty. It was the third year since Su Dongpo was exiled to Huangzhou because of the Wudai Poetry Case. One day, he went on a spring outing with his friends. When he returned drunk, he encountered a storm. His friends all felt embarrassed, but this great poet remained calm.
He wrote a lyric based on the situation at that time to express his inner thoughts.
Even if you encounter setbacks, you should not be afraid and should not lose your ideal and open-minded attitude.
Corresponding to the core idea of this song, the passage quoted in the lyrics is also what the whole song wants to express.
Don't pay attention to the sound of rain hitting leaves in the forest, just walk leisurely while chanting and whistling. Leaning on a bamboo stick and dragging straw sandals is lighter than riding a horse. These are all trivial matters. What's so scary? Wearing a straw raincoat, I will live my life regardless of wind and rain.
As for the second half of the recitation, Changyin Pavilion is a theater in the Forbidden City dedicated to the performances of the royal opera, which corresponds to the recitation of Peking Opera.
Six hundred years is just a drop of water, a dream in the vast ocean. The dialogue between the historical echoes of the rise and fall of dynasties and the modern lyrics is also the subtlety of the overall structure of this song.
When Su Shi wrote this poem, he was almost fifty years old, so the lines were sung in the style of an old man. In the harmonious chanting, the final opera-style melody shows the passionate emotional tension.
Before the audience could recover from this stunning performance.
The second chorus begins.
It is no longer a weak mixed singing style, but the release of real voice and strong sound. The power bursting out of the clear voice is like a spring bud breaking through the ground. Even if there is a stubborn stone pressing on the head, it will break through the stone and welcome the sunshine and rain.
The surging vitality contained in the voice made the audience listening at that moment clench their fists, and their emotions fluctuated with the singing.
……
"Shine yourself, ah~"
The high note of C5 in the ending chant is like light breaking through the clouds, breaking free from the constraints of tonality. Just as a glimmer of hope is revealed in the lyrics, everything has a vivid color.
One second you were immersed in this heavenly voice, and the next second, you were struck by the beautiful opera singing.
"Don't listen to the sound of leaves being blown by the wind"
"..."
Kunshan jade broken phoenix screamed, Furong cried and dew Xianglan laughed.
I don’t know if it’s because the song quoted poetry, but at this moment Yang Ma suddenly remembered this poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Li He.
This poem "Li Ping Konghou Introduction" was used by Li He to describe the superb musical skills of a Peking Opera artist named Li Ping at that time.
The music sounded as clear as the beautiful jade from Kunlun Mountain being smashed and the phoenix singing; sometimes it sounded like a lotus weeping in the dew, or an orchid blooming in the wind and laughing softly.
Although it is praising the sound of wind instruments, it doesn't seem out of place to use it here at this moment.
Although everyone has different preferences for songs, and opera has become a niche within a niche in modern times, the public's appreciation for beautiful things remains unchanged.
The opera voice of the person on the stage is mellow and full, and each word has a graceful texture. The rhythm, artistic conception and color are so heavenly that it is so beautiful that it makes people tremble.
"..."
"Whatever the purpose, you are the most fearless;"
"You are the most fearless person, regardless of fate."
At the end of the song, the lyrics end with chanting, and the piano music also stops at the same time.
Clap clap clap!
The applause contained the audience's indescribable excitement. Lu Qingfeng withdrew his ten fingers from the piano keys, stood up and bowed to the audience in gratitude.
As the last stage ended, he felt like he had finished his last college entrance examination.
it is finally over!
He took a deep breath and stood up. A relaxed smile appeared on his face beneath the mask, his narrow fox eyes slightly narrowed, and he looked happy.
Although the results are not out yet, I feel that winning or losing is not important at this moment.
The live broadcast continues.
After the song ended, the barrage was saturated with comments. Fans in the bar communicated with each other, wanting to praise the song to the sky. While continuously casting votes, they also communicated with like-minded people in the group.
At Yang Xiuxiu's home, Yang's mother and father were also amazed.
"Qingfeng learned to sing opera when he was recording a program before."
Yang Xiuxiu said to her parents.
During the live review session, music critic Liang Xiaoshen was the first to pick up the microphone.
“That’s it, whether it’s the depth of the lyrics or the music, or the perfect fusion between the two, the feeling of the song is back.”
Watching the sound of the stage with an appreciative attitude.
"Compared to previous songs, this song is innovative. Based on the key of A major, it breaks the conventional verse-pre-chorus-chorus structure of traditional pop songs and places two sections of opera tunes with very different colors in the chorus."
"The arrangement blends modern electronic music with traditional instruments, especially the ancient xun in the interlude. Combined with the poetic lyrics, it creates a very interesting sense of dialogue between the past and the present."
"Although the show is decided by singing, I still have to say that this song deserves my full impression score."
Unabashed admiration for it.
The following judges also gave extremely high praise, especially Xie Zongchen, who used the phrase "like listening to heavenly music and temporarily clearing the ears" to describe his last part of the opera, which was similar to Yang Ma's thoughts at the time.
Then it is time to decide who is the final winner.
Ultraman also came to the stage, walked straight to Lu Qingfeng, and hugged him, looking very harmonious.
Lu Qingfeng also heard the little king whispering in his ear.
"Don't forget what we said before, after the show, let's have a meal together."
Lu Qingfeng nodded silently.
Release him amid the applause and cheers of the audience and return to the other side of the stage.
Xie Zongchen stood up and took the microphone.
"Okay, let's see who can win the title of King of Singers in the third season of 'The Voice of China'."
A tense sound effect sounded, the lights kept flashing, and the thermal value numbers on the big screen at the back began to rotate.
Lu Qingfeng suddenly became a little nervous.
I obviously didn't think it mattered before, but after participating in this show, the popularity, topicality, discussion, and popularity have all gone up to a higher level. The purpose of announcing my identity as a singer to the outside world has also been achieved. The vanity of whether or not I can win the championship actually doesn't have much meaning.
But maybe because I have worked hard, I still hope for a good result.
Well, it seems that I still have a strong desire to win.
As he was thinking this, the sound effects suddenly stopped, the stage lights also stopped, and an uproar broke out in the audience. There was surprise, excitement, and a little bit of surprise that there would be such a reversal.
Is it that complicated?
Before he could think about what these emotions meant, Xie Zongchen's voice rang out.
"Congratulations to the time-traveling fox contestant for winning the title of this year's singing king."
Ok?
I won?
I turned around and saw the thermal value on the big screen.
Three million, twenty-nine thousand, five hundred and thirty-six
Yes, three million, one hundred and eighty thousand, seven hundred and seventy-seven.
The first number is above his head, and the second number is above his opponent's head.
Won the victory with a slight advantage.