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Chapter 608 You Are Amazing

Xu Fan said it was a song written in an ancient poem.

But for countless writers, this is a classic long poem.

Whether it is from the rhyme of the poem, or from the level, this song is, no, it is really difficult for actors to express the classic level of this poem.

All of a sudden, the audience was dumbfounded, and the applause was thunderous.

All the content in the lyrics, listen carefully, but you can understand the meaning.

At night, I heard someone playing a pipa on board.Listening to that voice, it has the popular rhyme of Kyoto.

Xu Fan said that this was what he saw in a dream, but when he listened to it now, he couldn't help feeling that maybe it was true.

Still because the sense of ancient rhyme is too deep, after sending someone away from knowledge, I suddenly stayed up late at night and asked this person. It turned out that she was a singer from Chang'an who had learned from two pipa masters.

Later, when she was old, she withdrew from all her beauties and married a businessman as his wife.

So he ordered someone to serve wine and asked her to play a few songs happily.

After she finished playing, she looked a little sullen, and she talked about the happy things in her youth, but now she is drifting and sinking, and she looks haggard, wandering between the rivers and lakes.

In the dream, Xu Fan left Beijing to work abroad for two years. He was content with the situation and enjoyed himself. Now he is touched by this person's words.
From the beginning, the whole story narrates the regret that there is no music at the farewell banquet, invites the merchant woman to play the pipa, and describes the tone of the pipa in detail, focusing on shaping the image of the woman on the pipa.In the first sentence, "seeing off guests at night on the Xunyang River", there are only seven characters, and they give a general introduction to the characters, places, time and events one by one.

Then use the sentence "Maple Leaf, Dihua, Autumn" as the color of the environment, and the feeling of bleakness and loneliness of seeing off guests on an autumn night has been spread.

But it was bleak and lonely, so it fell out of "the desire to drink without an orchestra". The word "no orchestra" not only echoes the following "don't hear the sound of silk and bamboo all the year round", but also paves the way for the appearance and playing of the pipa girl.

From the "autumn bleakness" at the time of "seeing off guests at night".

Then it turns into "Suddenly Hearing", "Looking for Sounds", "Secret Questions" and "Shifting".

Until the "invitation to meet", this can be said to be "long-awaited" for the appearance of Pipa girl.

But "inviting to meet" is not so easy, and she has to go through a process of "long calls" before she is willing to "come out".

It's not that she cares about status.Just as "I" is eager to hear the sound of the pipa like fairy music, which is "I want to write about the hatred of the end of the world", so she "began to come out after a thousand calls", because she has a belly of "the hatred of the end of the world", and it is inconvenient to say it clearly. , also do not want to see people.

When everyone heard this, the applause had already resounded throughout the scene, and countless people applauded wildly, just because the feeling in it was too profound.

Xu Fan expressed her unspeakable pain with the portrait description of "the sound of the pipa stops and the desire to speak is late" and "still holding the pipa and half covering the face".

The description of the girl in his dream is vivid and moving. Before he saw her, he heard the sound of her pipa, and before hearing her words, he slightly revealed his inner pain, which caused a lot of suspense for the development of the following story.

Xu Fan's singing continued, and his ancient poems naturally did not end.

The big strings are like a rain, and the small strings are cut like a whisper.

Cut the wrong bullets, and the big beads are falling into the jade plate.

The two consecutive ancient poems, writing about the Pipa girl and the pipa music she played, concretely and vividly revealed the inner world of the Pipa girl. Coupled with the euphemism in the singing, Xu Fan even used a falsetto and a play The feeling of the cavity makes the whole piece inexplicably likable.

Subconsciously, I want to delve into the ancient poems.

The simple four-game ancient poems, whether viewed from the visual image or the auditory image, are revealed at the same time, which is dazzling and dizzying.

The melody continues to change, and there are two moods, first "slippery" and then "astringent".

The sound of "Jianguan" is light and fluent, and this sound is like "Yingyuhuadi". The beauty of the visual image strengthens the beauty of the auditory image.

Xu Fan's voice continued, and he didn't intend to stop.

This is a narrative poem, relatively speaking, it is much longer than ancient poems or seven-character quatrains, but none of the listeners found it strange, and everyone listened attentively, extremely serious.

Between Guan Yingyu, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to swim under the ice.

Bingquan's cold string is condensed, and the condensing is silent for a while.

Don't have the sadness and hatred, silence is better than sound.

The silver bottle burst into water, and the iron cavalry protruded and shot.

At the end of the song, take care to draw, the sound of the four strings is like cracking silk.

The boats on the east and the boats on the west are quiet and silent, only seeing the heart of the river and the autumn moon white
When Xu Fan's voice kept appearing and he sang word by word, countless people present were completely stunned, their eyes were shocked and speechless.

Until it's time to drop, everyone still can't get out of the Seventh Middle School.

Especially the whole poem is too long. Even if Xu Fan sang it once, many people can still hear the meaning in the early stage, but the more they listen, the less they can really feel the musical atmosphere.

For a while, the scene suddenly fell silent.

Xu Fan stopped singing because the song was over.

There was loud applause, and the host stood aside for a while, not knowing what to do.

But at this moment, two people walked out from the backstage and went straight to the stage.

One of them was Wang Tiezhu, the winner of the Maodun Literature Prize, and there was an old man with a erratic beard and gray hair. He was a little unsteady on the stage at the moment, but his excitement could be seen.

Wang Tiezhu walked onto the stage and looked at Xu Fan without saying a word for a long time.

He really wanted to say some words of praise, but he really didn't know how to speak.

But the white-haired old man next to him couldn't help the excitement in his heart, he walked over and grabbed Xu Fan's hand and asked, "Little friend, this ancient poem is really written by you."

Xu Fan nodded and said, "Yes."

Xu Fan didn't think that anyone in this world could still write such a good ancient poem. This was written by a big boss in the feudal society of the parallel world, and it wasn't something anyone could write if he wanted to.

The old man's hands were already trembling, but he was holding Xu Fan's hand very tightly.

He looked at Xu Fan and continued to ask, "Then you also created this song yourself."

Xu Fan nodded and said seriously, "Of course it is."

The old man continued to ask: "Then you really dreamed of such a mirror image."

After saying this, the old man seemed to see Xu Fan's serious nervousness, and couldn't help whispering, "I'm really sorry, I'm really too excited and nervous."

Xu Fan held the old man's hand and said, "Don't be nervous, the dream is indeed real, but it can be called a dream or a fantasy."

The old man nodded in a daze, and Xu Fan said: "You know, I write novels, and the things in this ancient poem are just the world I imagined in a novel."

After the words fell, there was an uproar at the scene, and everyone understood in an instant.

The old man was even more excited and said: "Genius, genius, is really a talent from the sky. As expected, young and promising, this old man is really willing to bow down."

As he spoke, the old man folded his fists and bent over.

Xu Fan quickly helped him up, and at this moment, he couldn't help admiring Wang Tiezhu: "This poem will definitely affect the future, Xu Fan, you are amazing."

(End of this chapter)