And Chopin's days of playing the wind spectrum month
Chapter 38 Prelude·Op.38
【"Aunt" · "Ball"】
"Hmm, 'brocoli'?"
When Berlioz leaned half forward, made a posture of listening with his ears not very good, but clearly uttered interesting questions from his mouth, and when his sharp blue eyes locked on Aurora firmly, the girl was shocked. You know, this is the third time her heart and mouth have unconsciously synchronized tonight.
The first time was "Chopin was divorced", and Aurora was in a panic about the reactions given by the two composers; the second time was "Chopin's achievements in art songs are not high", and she was at a loss when she reaped their laughter again. At a loss.
And the third time is "broccoli", this word does not sound to have the power to detonate anything, but the nickname dubbed by the later generations has touched the keen intuition of the master - Berlioz's intuition "brocoli" It's not a slip of the tongue, it's another secret.
But now when I asked Aurora how she was feeling, her heart seemed to be as calm as a mirror except for a short period of rippling.
Probably similar to "one life, two times cooked", Aurora, who was betrayed by Xinkou for the third time, has learned the skills of petrification of the heart and thick skin.
"Broccoli"—why the word, why did it come out of his throat so unsuspectingly?
Aurora blinked, and after confirming the authenticity of Berlioz in front of her, she came to a conclusion in her mind: this is the first word that pops out of everyone's mind when they first see the French composer. .
Just look at Berlioz's curly, entangled mass of red hair, except that the color is different from some flower-eating vegetable plants, and their crowded but fluffy shape is not the same as broccoli. The corolla is exactly the same?
Or, more like a broccoli that's been dyed red.
But now, Aurora seems to have found a more appropriate "reference image".She probably understood the real reason why this composer, who seemed to be out of tune with Chopin, was able to stay in the other party's friend list for so long.
Think about Disney's classic animation "The Little Mermaid", Berlioz and Ariel have the same color scheme, both red hair and blue eyes - although his facial features are completely different from the lively and cute mermaid princess, Poland, who likes mermaids, Perhaps Chopin maintained an eerie friendship with the composer.
Lenovo seems a bit too far-fetched.
Aurora quickly pulled back her thoughts, thinking about how to change the subject decently.
"Broccoli..." Berlioz repeated the word again, "Is that calling me?"
"Obviously, Hector," Liszt patted his friend on the shoulder and said in a low voice with a smile, "Given her relationship with..., this should be the 'little nickname' given to you by Cutie."
"Oh, Franz, don't tell me I forgot... If that guy Fried is here, he must be very empathetic—as for the position I just won against Cherubini, he will definitely be accepted by him." Described as 'the watchdog of the library'? After all, the Poles have ridiculed me many times for 'doing nothing', as a composer, but to do the work of the pen."
"Hector, did you really do it? Confirm again, is it the position of 'librarian of the Paris Conservatory of Music'?"
From Aurora's ears, Berlioz's words seemed to have a vague directionality and pertinence, as if they were coming in her direction.But the French composer didn't spare a glance from the window at this moment, he was embracing with the Hungarian pianist again.
So, it's an illusion, right?Could it be that because of Francois, the attributes of a writer and a music critic are almost half the same, and it is caused by colleagues and enemies?
Whether it is an illusion or not, seeing the flame rekindled on the opposite side - Berlioz and Liszt are engaged in a heated criticism of Cherubini's injustice.
Aurora couldn't get into the conversation at all.She can understand that this kind of "coldness" is not aimed at, but that musicians get along with friends in this way in daily life.They didn't abide by the etiquette. On the contrary, this kind of "coldness" was weird as if she had already been included in their circle of acquaintances.
……
Chopin has finally recovered from the "blow" of "Art Song", and it is undeniable that he has just experienced a second thought disconnection - still in front of the two "friends" he is least willing to show embarrassment to.
Perhaps from the very beginning, because Aurora had just made Harley Turner a friend, she thought of visiting Berlioz together, and the decision to perfectly cover up some of her behavior was a mistake.The "Fun Facts about Chopin" that the French and Hungarians heard today will probably be so profound that they will never forget it in their lifetime.
The other side started to make noise again, these two people really didn't regard themselves and Aurora as visitors at all.First, he desperately added drama to his body, and now he directly began to criticize the dean of the Paris Conservatory of Music.
But Cherubini is not innocent at all: after all, he rejected you——Mr. Franz Liszt, who traveled thousands of miles to study; A half-way musician gets a small position at the Academy... But that's no reason for you to leave me alone without even saying hello.
Chopin peeked at Aurora beside him, and found that she had obediently accepted the fact and was happily listening to the conversation between the two.
Once again the Poles were in a less beautiful mood.
Ha, what do you get with savage Berlioz and brainless Liszt?
disaster!
"uncle--"
Chopin, who was about to launch a verbal attack in a certain direction, was suddenly rushed by a small thing and threw himself on his lap.
"Louis?"
"Uncle, long time no see, miss you."
Chopin picked up the human cub—his appearance completely inherited his father’s stubborn genes, and his fluffy red hair was like a small velvet cap buttoned on top of his head, but his innocent blue eyes were much prettier than his father’s too much.
The little guy was very close to him, he obediently found a comfortable position on the young man's lap, threw himself into Chopin's arms, grabbed his arm, peeked at Aurora with one eye exposed.
"Hi, it's Louie, right?"
"Yes, hello sister."
The little boy who was less than three years old was just as old as an angel, and he mustered up the courage to raise his head from the youth's arms.After receiving Aurora's kindness, the little bird couldn't wait to start chirping.
Chopin instantly felt that the cub was not cute at all.He easily made his tits revel in the branches with just a small address.
"Louis, you made a mistake," the young man lifted the boy up on his lap again, and said word by word into his eyes, "'Sister', that's not right. You made a mistake."
"Not 'sister'? Uncle, what should that be?" The little boy tilted his head in doubt, expecting the youth to give him an answer.
"She's my fiancée—"
"Francois, are you going to be serious with such a young child? Louis probably doesn't understand the word, right?"
Aurora came over to tease him, and winked at Louis.Chopin clearly saw a certain kid shy for a moment, and then nodded firmly at him.
The youth's eyes were immediately stained with a deep gray.
"Aurora, there are some mistakes... You can't ignore the child just because he is young. We have the obligation to guide and correct the child's cognition—"
Chopin said his ideas in a strict manner, and he noticed the playfulness in Aurora's eyebrows from the corner of his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up happily.
"Louis, do you know the relationship between 'father' and 'mother'?"
"know."
"Very well, the relationship between me and my 'fiancée' is similar to the relationship between your father and mother, if you call me 'uncle'—"
"Um……"
"F, L, S, W!"
In the arms is the pensive little one, and beside him is the little tit that is a little bit exasperated.
Who said that the window is a deserted corner of the room?No, they have their own excitement.
"Ah, Uncle, I know—" Louis' face was full of excitement of finding the answer, he turned his head and shouted at Aurora, "Auntie!"
The young girl in her prime was petrified by this claim, she blushed and opened her mouth slightly, not knowing whether to respond or not.
The brown-haired young man was very satisfied with this, and he even left a gentle kiss on the little one's tender cheek.
"Well done, Louie. Congratulations on getting it right, smart boy."
"Of course I'm a good boy."
The red-haired cherub couldn't wait to sneak up to his father after taking his reward.When he climbed onto Berlioz's shoulders, Chopin finally realized that the two who shared a common ordeal were finally willing to give him some attention.
"Oh, François, are you here?"
"Greetings to gentlemen who have only now discovered my existence. In my opinion, your etiquette education is not as good as a three-year-old child."
Before Chopin's cynicism had any effect, some angel canceled the snowfall.
"Litz, hug."
"Louis, why do you always call me by my nickname?"
"Oh, probably in the eyes of Louis, you are his peers, Franz."
"Francois, you must be jealous that I like the little angel more than you."
Chopin folded his arms and squinted at Liszt, who was playing high games with the cub, with a noncommittal expression on his face.
"By the way, speaking of nicknames, Aurora, you called me 'Broccoli' just now...then what would you call Franz?"
"...'prune'."
The words that the girl squeezed out after a long period of silence once again plunged the people present into a guessing session.
"Why 'plum'? How can I look like this fruit-ha, Hector, I know why you are called 'broccoli', hahaha, Aurora, allow me to call you a genius .”
"Frantz, please never tell me the reason, I'll just find the answer myself... Aurora, what about Francois, what nickname do you call him?"
The brown-haired young man suddenly felt bad. Apart from the two eyes that were purely watching the excitement, he found that a certain girl was looking at him more and more unkindly.
Could it be that she was waiting for an opportunity to retaliate for "Auntie", right?
"'Ball'."
Chopin heard the unfamiliar pronunciation of two words coming out of Aurora's mouth. She seemed to know that they could not understand this word, and patiently explained it.
"Just like 'Li Zi', it's just an oriental homophony of your surname. Who called his surname 'Bi Song', the pronunciation is almost the same as 'Pi Qiu'."
"But the meaning of François' nickname, let him guess for himself!"
No, Aurora, I've never been too curious—
I will never explore what the "ball" is.
The author has something to say: I am really a person who cannot resist temptation, and jealousy is easy to fall into the trap... So, during my serialization period, the little angels carefully sell me Anliha?
tomorrow!My update will be on time tomorrow!
An angry roar that wants to cry but has no tears.jpg
Chopin likes to give nicknames to his friends. The words that appear in the article are French words, so I won’t make separate annotations.
Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Yuyu Yuyu, Leng Yuli, and Hyacinth 1;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of kitanaihan, samantha, Mo Yumo; 5 bottles of Xiao; 4 bottles of I think so I am; Immortal. 1 bottle.
"Hmm, 'brocoli'?"
When Berlioz leaned half forward, made a posture of listening with his ears not very good, but clearly uttered interesting questions from his mouth, and when his sharp blue eyes locked on Aurora firmly, the girl was shocked. You know, this is the third time her heart and mouth have unconsciously synchronized tonight.
The first time was "Chopin was divorced", and Aurora was in a panic about the reactions given by the two composers; the second time was "Chopin's achievements in art songs are not high", and she was at a loss when she reaped their laughter again. At a loss.
And the third time is "broccoli", this word does not sound to have the power to detonate anything, but the nickname dubbed by the later generations has touched the keen intuition of the master - Berlioz's intuition "brocoli" It's not a slip of the tongue, it's another secret.
But now when I asked Aurora how she was feeling, her heart seemed to be as calm as a mirror except for a short period of rippling.
Probably similar to "one life, two times cooked", Aurora, who was betrayed by Xinkou for the third time, has learned the skills of petrification of the heart and thick skin.
"Broccoli"—why the word, why did it come out of his throat so unsuspectingly?
Aurora blinked, and after confirming the authenticity of Berlioz in front of her, she came to a conclusion in her mind: this is the first word that pops out of everyone's mind when they first see the French composer. .
Just look at Berlioz's curly, entangled mass of red hair, except that the color is different from some flower-eating vegetable plants, and their crowded but fluffy shape is not the same as broccoli. The corolla is exactly the same?
Or, more like a broccoli that's been dyed red.
But now, Aurora seems to have found a more appropriate "reference image".She probably understood the real reason why this composer, who seemed to be out of tune with Chopin, was able to stay in the other party's friend list for so long.
Think about Disney's classic animation "The Little Mermaid", Berlioz and Ariel have the same color scheme, both red hair and blue eyes - although his facial features are completely different from the lively and cute mermaid princess, Poland, who likes mermaids, Perhaps Chopin maintained an eerie friendship with the composer.
Lenovo seems a bit too far-fetched.
Aurora quickly pulled back her thoughts, thinking about how to change the subject decently.
"Broccoli..." Berlioz repeated the word again, "Is that calling me?"
"Obviously, Hector," Liszt patted his friend on the shoulder and said in a low voice with a smile, "Given her relationship with..., this should be the 'little nickname' given to you by Cutie."
"Oh, Franz, don't tell me I forgot... If that guy Fried is here, he must be very empathetic—as for the position I just won against Cherubini, he will definitely be accepted by him." Described as 'the watchdog of the library'? After all, the Poles have ridiculed me many times for 'doing nothing', as a composer, but to do the work of the pen."
"Hector, did you really do it? Confirm again, is it the position of 'librarian of the Paris Conservatory of Music'?"
From Aurora's ears, Berlioz's words seemed to have a vague directionality and pertinence, as if they were coming in her direction.But the French composer didn't spare a glance from the window at this moment, he was embracing with the Hungarian pianist again.
So, it's an illusion, right?Could it be that because of Francois, the attributes of a writer and a music critic are almost half the same, and it is caused by colleagues and enemies?
Whether it is an illusion or not, seeing the flame rekindled on the opposite side - Berlioz and Liszt are engaged in a heated criticism of Cherubini's injustice.
Aurora couldn't get into the conversation at all.She can understand that this kind of "coldness" is not aimed at, but that musicians get along with friends in this way in daily life.They didn't abide by the etiquette. On the contrary, this kind of "coldness" was weird as if she had already been included in their circle of acquaintances.
……
Chopin has finally recovered from the "blow" of "Art Song", and it is undeniable that he has just experienced a second thought disconnection - still in front of the two "friends" he is least willing to show embarrassment to.
Perhaps from the very beginning, because Aurora had just made Harley Turner a friend, she thought of visiting Berlioz together, and the decision to perfectly cover up some of her behavior was a mistake.The "Fun Facts about Chopin" that the French and Hungarians heard today will probably be so profound that they will never forget it in their lifetime.
The other side started to make noise again, these two people really didn't regard themselves and Aurora as visitors at all.First, he desperately added drama to his body, and now he directly began to criticize the dean of the Paris Conservatory of Music.
But Cherubini is not innocent at all: after all, he rejected you——Mr. Franz Liszt, who traveled thousands of miles to study; A half-way musician gets a small position at the Academy... But that's no reason for you to leave me alone without even saying hello.
Chopin peeked at Aurora beside him, and found that she had obediently accepted the fact and was happily listening to the conversation between the two.
Once again the Poles were in a less beautiful mood.
Ha, what do you get with savage Berlioz and brainless Liszt?
disaster!
"uncle--"
Chopin, who was about to launch a verbal attack in a certain direction, was suddenly rushed by a small thing and threw himself on his lap.
"Louis?"
"Uncle, long time no see, miss you."
Chopin picked up the human cub—his appearance completely inherited his father’s stubborn genes, and his fluffy red hair was like a small velvet cap buttoned on top of his head, but his innocent blue eyes were much prettier than his father’s too much.
The little guy was very close to him, he obediently found a comfortable position on the young man's lap, threw himself into Chopin's arms, grabbed his arm, peeked at Aurora with one eye exposed.
"Hi, it's Louie, right?"
"Yes, hello sister."
The little boy who was less than three years old was just as old as an angel, and he mustered up the courage to raise his head from the youth's arms.After receiving Aurora's kindness, the little bird couldn't wait to start chirping.
Chopin instantly felt that the cub was not cute at all.He easily made his tits revel in the branches with just a small address.
"Louis, you made a mistake," the young man lifted the boy up on his lap again, and said word by word into his eyes, "'Sister', that's not right. You made a mistake."
"Not 'sister'? Uncle, what should that be?" The little boy tilted his head in doubt, expecting the youth to give him an answer.
"She's my fiancée—"
"Francois, are you going to be serious with such a young child? Louis probably doesn't understand the word, right?"
Aurora came over to tease him, and winked at Louis.Chopin clearly saw a certain kid shy for a moment, and then nodded firmly at him.
The youth's eyes were immediately stained with a deep gray.
"Aurora, there are some mistakes... You can't ignore the child just because he is young. We have the obligation to guide and correct the child's cognition—"
Chopin said his ideas in a strict manner, and he noticed the playfulness in Aurora's eyebrows from the corner of his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up happily.
"Louis, do you know the relationship between 'father' and 'mother'?"
"know."
"Very well, the relationship between me and my 'fiancée' is similar to the relationship between your father and mother, if you call me 'uncle'—"
"Um……"
"F, L, S, W!"
In the arms is the pensive little one, and beside him is the little tit that is a little bit exasperated.
Who said that the window is a deserted corner of the room?No, they have their own excitement.
"Ah, Uncle, I know—" Louis' face was full of excitement of finding the answer, he turned his head and shouted at Aurora, "Auntie!"
The young girl in her prime was petrified by this claim, she blushed and opened her mouth slightly, not knowing whether to respond or not.
The brown-haired young man was very satisfied with this, and he even left a gentle kiss on the little one's tender cheek.
"Well done, Louie. Congratulations on getting it right, smart boy."
"Of course I'm a good boy."
The red-haired cherub couldn't wait to sneak up to his father after taking his reward.When he climbed onto Berlioz's shoulders, Chopin finally realized that the two who shared a common ordeal were finally willing to give him some attention.
"Oh, François, are you here?"
"Greetings to gentlemen who have only now discovered my existence. In my opinion, your etiquette education is not as good as a three-year-old child."
Before Chopin's cynicism had any effect, some angel canceled the snowfall.
"Litz, hug."
"Louis, why do you always call me by my nickname?"
"Oh, probably in the eyes of Louis, you are his peers, Franz."
"Francois, you must be jealous that I like the little angel more than you."
Chopin folded his arms and squinted at Liszt, who was playing high games with the cub, with a noncommittal expression on his face.
"By the way, speaking of nicknames, Aurora, you called me 'Broccoli' just now...then what would you call Franz?"
"...'prune'."
The words that the girl squeezed out after a long period of silence once again plunged the people present into a guessing session.
"Why 'plum'? How can I look like this fruit-ha, Hector, I know why you are called 'broccoli', hahaha, Aurora, allow me to call you a genius .”
"Frantz, please never tell me the reason, I'll just find the answer myself... Aurora, what about Francois, what nickname do you call him?"
The brown-haired young man suddenly felt bad. Apart from the two eyes that were purely watching the excitement, he found that a certain girl was looking at him more and more unkindly.
Could it be that she was waiting for an opportunity to retaliate for "Auntie", right?
"'Ball'."
Chopin heard the unfamiliar pronunciation of two words coming out of Aurora's mouth. She seemed to know that they could not understand this word, and patiently explained it.
"Just like 'Li Zi', it's just an oriental homophony of your surname. Who called his surname 'Bi Song', the pronunciation is almost the same as 'Pi Qiu'."
"But the meaning of François' nickname, let him guess for himself!"
No, Aurora, I've never been too curious—
I will never explore what the "ball" is.
The author has something to say: I am really a person who cannot resist temptation, and jealousy is easy to fall into the trap... So, during my serialization period, the little angels carefully sell me Anliha?
tomorrow!My update will be on time tomorrow!
An angry roar that wants to cry but has no tears.jpg
Chopin likes to give nicknames to his friends. The words that appear in the article are French words, so I won’t make separate annotations.
Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Yuyu Yuyu, Leng Yuli, and Hyacinth 1;
Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of kitanaihan, samantha, Mo Yumo; 5 bottles of Xiao; 4 bottles of I think so I am; Immortal. 1 bottle.
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