And Chopin's days of playing the wind spectrum month
Chapter 4 Etude·Op.4
【initiative】
Sure enough, it was a big mistake to step on the carriage and visit the so-called last relative alone!
Oh, it's all because the walnut upright piano in the cafe is so attractive, her hands don't want to leave the black and white keys for a moment.In the past few days, immersed in the happiness of recalling the music performance, Aurora directly forgot to "know herself".
Until she recovered completely, a beautiful carriage stopped in front of the hotel's small shop.
It turned out that "I" came to Dresden to join relatives.
It turned out that "my" relatives happened to be here on vacation.
It turned out that "my" surname was Waldsinska.
……
Wardsinska? !
Aurora got into the carriage in a daze, and her mood at this moment was no less than the speechless confusion when she collapsed the old shopkeeper's upright piano last night-she was only invited to play a more exciting "Liszt Etude". The strings were actually broken—although the shop owner advised her that the piano had been placed there for too long and the strings should be replaced, but she was still stimulated into a trance for a while.
In the nineteenth century, Liszt always represented the "piano killer[1]", ruthlessly harvesting the life of the strings.
The word "Woldsinska" represented Chopin's indifference, which shook her soul to and fro.
In history, Chopin once had the closest chance to marriage. He had a fiancée named "Wardsinska".But in the end the engagement fell apart and became his "Mojabiéda[2]".
Since then, the man has completely cut marriage out of his life plans.
According to the slight traces left by the composer, after this "grey moment[3]" passed, he completely severed contact with the family—even though they were Polish[4].
Is God playing a prank?
I'm a "Woldsinska", so can I still look forward to playing piano with Chopin?
Hell, with the Polish's awkward temper and narrow-mindedness, he even beat Liszt—me?Let alone begging to see him, I am afraid that if I squeeze into his salon, I will be "invited" out by him with a calm smile, right?
Thinking about it, I feel that the end of the world is coming soon.
Wait, at this time, it seems that the honeymoon period of the relationship between Chopin and the Waldshinski family has come to an end?
Oh, dear Charoline, I don't reproach you any more for being unprofessional in following musicians' gossip, they are useful...
For example, now, thanks to you once mentioned in my ear——
It seems that I will be blacklisted by my favorite Mr. Chopin soon!
Could anything be worse than this?
Aurora bit her lip tightly, her forehead lightly bumped against the car window, with a sad expression on the verge of crying.
Facts have proved that extreme joy begets sorrow.Once a person suffers from bad luck, he will touch the dominoes of fate.
Never doubt the bottom line of a bad thing - it probably won't be "most" modified, but it can always be upgraded anytime, anywhere.
The atmosphere is too weird.
From the moment Aurora stepped into this tea room, she felt something was wrong:
Instead of sitting on the comfortable little sofa, Countess Vodsinski would lead her to the long mahogany table as soon as she met her.You know, in the etiquette, these two places completely symbolize the different directions of the content of the conversation-the sofa is private, while the long table is extremely official.
Seeing that there was no decoration on her head, the lady immediately took off the precious pearls from her own head and put them on her.Although it can be understood as the love of the elders, it is too straightforward and abrupt.
The elder changed his sentence patterns to sympathize with her suffering, repeating that she will be taken care of in the future.However, in some sentences, it implicitly reveals the belittling of her parents...
Looking at the Countess, who could not find any discord in her smile, and who displayed her love and motherhood just right, Aurora only felt chills-this kind of excessive enthusiasm and convoluted dialogue made people feel horrified.
She was even more nervous.
Although it was the first time they met, plus the previous episode in the music room, Aurora would not have been so anxious, but the Countess and Petit gave her a completely different feeling.
At this moment, Aurora missed the teaching nanny who became more serious and rigid after she regained her health, and subconsciously touched the hidden pocket on the right side of her skirt with her fingertips.
For unknown reasons, Petit did not accompany her to this meeting, but just stuffed a small thing into her before the trip, and told the bewildered girl to decide whether to keep it or not based on her feelings.
The air pressure is getting lower and lower, and there is always a feeling that some storm is brewing.
The outsiders who were already restless were even eroded by anxiety.
God, I'd rather play "Xiao Lian" from beginning to end ten times than sit at the negotiating table and suffer so much!
really--
A marriage contract.
A sentence "Aurora, as a 'Woldsinska', you have to take responsibility and decide on a marriage."
Worse things are coming.
This is the biggest crisis faced by girls since time travel to the nineteenth century.
It never occurred to her that what Pettit said about going to relatives—oh, it is said that "she" asked for it herself—was linked to engagement.
Isn't this family "noble"?What about the aristocratic demeanor?
Aurora could fully understand what the Countess meant: If you want to be a part of this family, you have to accept this engagement.
The girl was stunned at the table, analyzing the current situation rapidly in her mind.
The object of the marriage contract has absolutely nothing to do with her—the defection is entirely a temporary idea, then...
Aurora remembered the name of the youngest daughter of the family that was revealed by a maid when she rescued the music score in the music room just now.
"I heard that you have a daughter named 'Maria'..."
"Maria is already engaged!"
The countess answered loudly and quickly, not at all as calm as before.
Seemingly realizing something was wrong, she immediately made amends with a smile, "I mean... honey, my eldest daughter is already married, and Maria has just married. To be honest, the count and I both forgot that there is such a Human beings exist...but Waldshinski's behavior must not go unnoticed."
Is this to covertly change the terms of the agreement?
The gentleman who is engaged to Miss Wardsinska probably doesn't know that his fiancée is going to be changed?
How miserable!
"Madam, after all, the marriage relationship has been established long ago... Please forgive me, I should have no luck in this marriage?"
"Oh sweet boy, you don't have to worry at all. We only promised 'Woldsinska' at the time, and we didn't name anyone in particular, so it made sense."
silence.
The countess smiled gently, not caring about Aurora's silent resistance at all.
"Believe me, aunt, Wodshinski is your only relative now. We are all for your own good--I watched this boy grow up, and he is very handsome and talented. He has achieved a little in Paris, Perfectly suited as a husband-in-law. It would be a pity to miss him."
The girl didn't speak, and the elder could easily guess what she was thinking.
The countess was not in a hurry, she even took a sip from her teacup, it was time to retreat.
"Of course, dear, we fully respect your wishes. But you have to know that marriage is the most important thing for a girl in her life."
"You regard us as your last resort. Since we share some common blood, Auntie will never harm you. If it weren't for Maria...we really wouldn't have wronged you so much."
"If you really don't want to accept this marriage, it's okay, just do a little favor for your aunt: I know that child, he has a good heart-you just need to sign the marriage certificate, and it will definitely be He offered to call off the engagement."
"Don't worry, when he leaves for Paris, we will return to Warsaw, and my aunt will find you the right marriage you want."
Aurora heard it: this family just needs a tool man to avoid their mistakes reasonably.
And she has no bargaining chip.
When "Aurora" wrote the letter to the last relative, did she foresee that defection would be exchanged for her only value?
The reason for the high fever may be related to this kind of sadness.
"Ma'am, back, Warsaw?"
"Of course, my dear, Warsaw is our home. If we don't go back, where are we going?"
The way the girl widened her eyes delighted the elder.
The countess put down her teacup and continued to knock on the other party casually: "Finding you a suitable marriage is the best care for you. Although I can't think of any young people who are married in Warsaw for a while...but my dear, please trust my aunt. , Auntie will definitely choose for you with all her heart."
What else can't you understand?
Aurora understood thoroughly: from the moment she entered this room, she has become the weight of the family's marriage - the only difference is whether to sell her today or wait for a while.The harmony and happiness of this family has never been related to her.
Never go back to Warsaw!
Once you go to Poland, it is estimated that there is a high probability that you will never leave the border again, and your life will be a portrayal of a bird in a cage.
What's more, Chopin didn't transport his heart back to the motherland until his death-staying in Poland and wanting to listen to the master's performance is really a dream.
This is a marriage contract that cannot be refused.
Despite its little convincing and appeal, Aurora just had to sign it.She must also ensure that this "fiancé" who has never met will never regret the marriage, at least until she justifiably leaves the family - this is the only chance for her to go to Paris in a dignified manner as "Woldsinska".
All her dreams are in France.
The purpose of the Waldshinski family is almost on the table.They wanted to save face, but if someone delivered it to their door for free, they would not give up.
Maria is engaged, so it must be Chopin.
Then, did she indirectly protect that person's love?
Aurora held her left hand, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath slowly.
The waves in my heart gradually receded and calmed down.
Let go of something.
This is probably the price that must be paid to regain the qualification to play the piano after time travel.
It's okay to be bound by rules.
Then create conditions to break through the shackles and regain the initiative.
Aurora opened her eyes, and she made a decision.
"Ma'am, I think this gift is something I can't bear right now—although it comes from you, a 'goodwill' from the elders to the younger, but it is too 'precious'."
Taking off the mother-of-pearl flower from the bun, Aurora calmly and gently pushed it to the Countess.
Perhaps because of guilt, certain words seemed to have a pun after the silent confrontation.The countess couldn't help but feel a little hot when she thought that they might be a kind of irony.
But for her dear Maria—
For the bright and worry-free future of the youngest daughter, for the continuation of Wodshinski... This lady hardened her heart and tried her best to maintain her arrogance.
The countess was about to speak, but Aurora didn't give her a chance to speak.
"I can sign something like this—"
The girl dragged over the marriage contract without looking up.The index finger kept tapping on the blank space of the signature as if practicing raising the finger on the piano, and it also tapped on the heart of the person on the other side of the table.
The countess restrained her joy.But she also knew that this child must have something to ask for with a long ending.
"If I want to dedicate half of my life, what will my aunt and uncle plan to do to comfort me?"
"What do you want? Tell me, dear Aurora?"
Having said this, the Countess's eyes lit up, and the guilt in her heart was wiped away.
Who would feel guilty about a deal that both parties are happy with?This is the best, and she can even increase the weight of "comfort" appropriately.
"First, I need a matching dowry—don't worry, ma'am, after I sign the marriage contract, everything about me has nothing to do with you. I promise, no matter how I live, I will not And 'Woldsinska' again."
The Countess raised her eyebrows and waited for the next sentence.
"Second, I want to see him—"
Aurora shook open the marriage contract, pointed at the blank space where the man signed, and was extremely firm.
"Engagement, I will discuss it with him personally!"
In the back garden, the fragrance of roses lingers in the air, and time seems to be permanently stuck in midsummer.
Aurora tiptoed to behind a large clump of lush branches and leaves, and saw the young man sitting on the bench.The sunlight settled on the top of his head, drawing vaguely colorful circles of light.
It is obviously a very eye-catching picture, even though only a figure from the back is depicted in the field of vision, the bright colors convey misty melancholy.
All the psychological construction of the girl was in vain, and the courage to force marriage disappeared in an instant.
Rationality and sensibility, morality and ego, made her heart a mess.
Grabbing a rose at random, I simply handed over everything to God.
going or not.
Every falling red petal is a heart palpitation.
The flower fell from the girl's hand.
The poor rose shrunk a great deal, and bounced back into the distance trembling in terror.
too difficult!
Aurora knelt down and surrounded herself, yelling silently in her heart.
She scratched her hair tangledly, and couldn't bear the pull of her thoughts, so she rushed towards the young man on the bench.
"Sir, please marry—ah no, it's 'please be my fiancé', okay?"
Oh, that's too bad, how could I start like this!
Aurora blushed, and the hand holding the marriage contract instantly shook into a sieve.
What are you marrying——
How come the first sentence I negotiate with someone is like playing the splits on the piano?
Hell, I don't want to frighten this gentleman!
Sure enough, it was a big mistake to step on the carriage and visit the so-called last relative alone!
Oh, it's all because the walnut upright piano in the cafe is so attractive, her hands don't want to leave the black and white keys for a moment.In the past few days, immersed in the happiness of recalling the music performance, Aurora directly forgot to "know herself".
Until she recovered completely, a beautiful carriage stopped in front of the hotel's small shop.
It turned out that "I" came to Dresden to join relatives.
It turned out that "my" relatives happened to be here on vacation.
It turned out that "my" surname was Waldsinska.
……
Wardsinska? !
Aurora got into the carriage in a daze, and her mood at this moment was no less than the speechless confusion when she collapsed the old shopkeeper's upright piano last night-she was only invited to play a more exciting "Liszt Etude". The strings were actually broken—although the shop owner advised her that the piano had been placed there for too long and the strings should be replaced, but she was still stimulated into a trance for a while.
In the nineteenth century, Liszt always represented the "piano killer[1]", ruthlessly harvesting the life of the strings.
The word "Woldsinska" represented Chopin's indifference, which shook her soul to and fro.
In history, Chopin once had the closest chance to marriage. He had a fiancée named "Wardsinska".But in the end the engagement fell apart and became his "Mojabiéda[2]".
Since then, the man has completely cut marriage out of his life plans.
According to the slight traces left by the composer, after this "grey moment[3]" passed, he completely severed contact with the family—even though they were Polish[4].
Is God playing a prank?
I'm a "Woldsinska", so can I still look forward to playing piano with Chopin?
Hell, with the Polish's awkward temper and narrow-mindedness, he even beat Liszt—me?Let alone begging to see him, I am afraid that if I squeeze into his salon, I will be "invited" out by him with a calm smile, right?
Thinking about it, I feel that the end of the world is coming soon.
Wait, at this time, it seems that the honeymoon period of the relationship between Chopin and the Waldshinski family has come to an end?
Oh, dear Charoline, I don't reproach you any more for being unprofessional in following musicians' gossip, they are useful...
For example, now, thanks to you once mentioned in my ear——
It seems that I will be blacklisted by my favorite Mr. Chopin soon!
Could anything be worse than this?
Aurora bit her lip tightly, her forehead lightly bumped against the car window, with a sad expression on the verge of crying.
Facts have proved that extreme joy begets sorrow.Once a person suffers from bad luck, he will touch the dominoes of fate.
Never doubt the bottom line of a bad thing - it probably won't be "most" modified, but it can always be upgraded anytime, anywhere.
The atmosphere is too weird.
From the moment Aurora stepped into this tea room, she felt something was wrong:
Instead of sitting on the comfortable little sofa, Countess Vodsinski would lead her to the long mahogany table as soon as she met her.You know, in the etiquette, these two places completely symbolize the different directions of the content of the conversation-the sofa is private, while the long table is extremely official.
Seeing that there was no decoration on her head, the lady immediately took off the precious pearls from her own head and put them on her.Although it can be understood as the love of the elders, it is too straightforward and abrupt.
The elder changed his sentence patterns to sympathize with her suffering, repeating that she will be taken care of in the future.However, in some sentences, it implicitly reveals the belittling of her parents...
Looking at the Countess, who could not find any discord in her smile, and who displayed her love and motherhood just right, Aurora only felt chills-this kind of excessive enthusiasm and convoluted dialogue made people feel horrified.
She was even more nervous.
Although it was the first time they met, plus the previous episode in the music room, Aurora would not have been so anxious, but the Countess and Petit gave her a completely different feeling.
At this moment, Aurora missed the teaching nanny who became more serious and rigid after she regained her health, and subconsciously touched the hidden pocket on the right side of her skirt with her fingertips.
For unknown reasons, Petit did not accompany her to this meeting, but just stuffed a small thing into her before the trip, and told the bewildered girl to decide whether to keep it or not based on her feelings.
The air pressure is getting lower and lower, and there is always a feeling that some storm is brewing.
The outsiders who were already restless were even eroded by anxiety.
God, I'd rather play "Xiao Lian" from beginning to end ten times than sit at the negotiating table and suffer so much!
really--
A marriage contract.
A sentence "Aurora, as a 'Woldsinska', you have to take responsibility and decide on a marriage."
Worse things are coming.
This is the biggest crisis faced by girls since time travel to the nineteenth century.
It never occurred to her that what Pettit said about going to relatives—oh, it is said that "she" asked for it herself—was linked to engagement.
Isn't this family "noble"?What about the aristocratic demeanor?
Aurora could fully understand what the Countess meant: If you want to be a part of this family, you have to accept this engagement.
The girl was stunned at the table, analyzing the current situation rapidly in her mind.
The object of the marriage contract has absolutely nothing to do with her—the defection is entirely a temporary idea, then...
Aurora remembered the name of the youngest daughter of the family that was revealed by a maid when she rescued the music score in the music room just now.
"I heard that you have a daughter named 'Maria'..."
"Maria is already engaged!"
The countess answered loudly and quickly, not at all as calm as before.
Seemingly realizing something was wrong, she immediately made amends with a smile, "I mean... honey, my eldest daughter is already married, and Maria has just married. To be honest, the count and I both forgot that there is such a Human beings exist...but Waldshinski's behavior must not go unnoticed."
Is this to covertly change the terms of the agreement?
The gentleman who is engaged to Miss Wardsinska probably doesn't know that his fiancée is going to be changed?
How miserable!
"Madam, after all, the marriage relationship has been established long ago... Please forgive me, I should have no luck in this marriage?"
"Oh sweet boy, you don't have to worry at all. We only promised 'Woldsinska' at the time, and we didn't name anyone in particular, so it made sense."
silence.
The countess smiled gently, not caring about Aurora's silent resistance at all.
"Believe me, aunt, Wodshinski is your only relative now. We are all for your own good--I watched this boy grow up, and he is very handsome and talented. He has achieved a little in Paris, Perfectly suited as a husband-in-law. It would be a pity to miss him."
The girl didn't speak, and the elder could easily guess what she was thinking.
The countess was not in a hurry, she even took a sip from her teacup, it was time to retreat.
"Of course, dear, we fully respect your wishes. But you have to know that marriage is the most important thing for a girl in her life."
"You regard us as your last resort. Since we share some common blood, Auntie will never harm you. If it weren't for Maria...we really wouldn't have wronged you so much."
"If you really don't want to accept this marriage, it's okay, just do a little favor for your aunt: I know that child, he has a good heart-you just need to sign the marriage certificate, and it will definitely be He offered to call off the engagement."
"Don't worry, when he leaves for Paris, we will return to Warsaw, and my aunt will find you the right marriage you want."
Aurora heard it: this family just needs a tool man to avoid their mistakes reasonably.
And she has no bargaining chip.
When "Aurora" wrote the letter to the last relative, did she foresee that defection would be exchanged for her only value?
The reason for the high fever may be related to this kind of sadness.
"Ma'am, back, Warsaw?"
"Of course, my dear, Warsaw is our home. If we don't go back, where are we going?"
The way the girl widened her eyes delighted the elder.
The countess put down her teacup and continued to knock on the other party casually: "Finding you a suitable marriage is the best care for you. Although I can't think of any young people who are married in Warsaw for a while...but my dear, please trust my aunt. , Auntie will definitely choose for you with all her heart."
What else can't you understand?
Aurora understood thoroughly: from the moment she entered this room, she has become the weight of the family's marriage - the only difference is whether to sell her today or wait for a while.The harmony and happiness of this family has never been related to her.
Never go back to Warsaw!
Once you go to Poland, it is estimated that there is a high probability that you will never leave the border again, and your life will be a portrayal of a bird in a cage.
What's more, Chopin didn't transport his heart back to the motherland until his death-staying in Poland and wanting to listen to the master's performance is really a dream.
This is a marriage contract that cannot be refused.
Despite its little convincing and appeal, Aurora just had to sign it.She must also ensure that this "fiancé" who has never met will never regret the marriage, at least until she justifiably leaves the family - this is the only chance for her to go to Paris in a dignified manner as "Woldsinska".
All her dreams are in France.
The purpose of the Waldshinski family is almost on the table.They wanted to save face, but if someone delivered it to their door for free, they would not give up.
Maria is engaged, so it must be Chopin.
Then, did she indirectly protect that person's love?
Aurora held her left hand, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath slowly.
The waves in my heart gradually receded and calmed down.
Let go of something.
This is probably the price that must be paid to regain the qualification to play the piano after time travel.
It's okay to be bound by rules.
Then create conditions to break through the shackles and regain the initiative.
Aurora opened her eyes, and she made a decision.
"Ma'am, I think this gift is something I can't bear right now—although it comes from you, a 'goodwill' from the elders to the younger, but it is too 'precious'."
Taking off the mother-of-pearl flower from the bun, Aurora calmly and gently pushed it to the Countess.
Perhaps because of guilt, certain words seemed to have a pun after the silent confrontation.The countess couldn't help but feel a little hot when she thought that they might be a kind of irony.
But for her dear Maria—
For the bright and worry-free future of the youngest daughter, for the continuation of Wodshinski... This lady hardened her heart and tried her best to maintain her arrogance.
The countess was about to speak, but Aurora didn't give her a chance to speak.
"I can sign something like this—"
The girl dragged over the marriage contract without looking up.The index finger kept tapping on the blank space of the signature as if practicing raising the finger on the piano, and it also tapped on the heart of the person on the other side of the table.
The countess restrained her joy.But she also knew that this child must have something to ask for with a long ending.
"If I want to dedicate half of my life, what will my aunt and uncle plan to do to comfort me?"
"What do you want? Tell me, dear Aurora?"
Having said this, the Countess's eyes lit up, and the guilt in her heart was wiped away.
Who would feel guilty about a deal that both parties are happy with?This is the best, and she can even increase the weight of "comfort" appropriately.
"First, I need a matching dowry—don't worry, ma'am, after I sign the marriage contract, everything about me has nothing to do with you. I promise, no matter how I live, I will not And 'Woldsinska' again."
The Countess raised her eyebrows and waited for the next sentence.
"Second, I want to see him—"
Aurora shook open the marriage contract, pointed at the blank space where the man signed, and was extremely firm.
"Engagement, I will discuss it with him personally!"
In the back garden, the fragrance of roses lingers in the air, and time seems to be permanently stuck in midsummer.
Aurora tiptoed to behind a large clump of lush branches and leaves, and saw the young man sitting on the bench.The sunlight settled on the top of his head, drawing vaguely colorful circles of light.
It is obviously a very eye-catching picture, even though only a figure from the back is depicted in the field of vision, the bright colors convey misty melancholy.
All the psychological construction of the girl was in vain, and the courage to force marriage disappeared in an instant.
Rationality and sensibility, morality and ego, made her heart a mess.
Grabbing a rose at random, I simply handed over everything to God.
going or not.
Every falling red petal is a heart palpitation.
The flower fell from the girl's hand.
The poor rose shrunk a great deal, and bounced back into the distance trembling in terror.
too difficult!
Aurora knelt down and surrounded herself, yelling silently in her heart.
She scratched her hair tangledly, and couldn't bear the pull of her thoughts, so she rushed towards the young man on the bench.
"Sir, please marry—ah no, it's 'please be my fiancé', okay?"
Oh, that's too bad, how could I start like this!
Aurora blushed, and the hand holding the marriage contract instantly shook into a sieve.
What are you marrying——
How come the first sentence I negotiate with someone is like playing the splits on the piano?
Hell, I don't want to frighten this gentleman!
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