And Chopin's days of playing the wind spectrum month

【I can't lie to you before God】

When Chopin wants to act, everyone will be deceived by him.

He didn't tell Liszt and Arkan in advance that this plan was a secret that only he knew - he was always cautious, especially when it came to marriage, he really couldn't trust the mouth of the Hungarians.

Because of excitement and nervousness, she left shaken ink on the marriage registration card, making the card invalid.

Chopin knew that this kind of behavior would definitely impress the friends who came to witness the marriage, and would be ruthlessly used in the future to tease him and become a joke for a lifetime.

He has always been so cautious that he would never easily leave an obvious breakthrough point in front of his friends, but this time he is willing.

The Polish pianist used a trick, he knew it was despicable, even shameless enough to deviate from his value orientation... But there was no way.

Aurora is a life he cannot give up, and he cannot imagine what the world would be like without her.But as long as there is still a layer of fetters, he has reason and confidence to use his piano—everything about Chopin that the girl can never refuse, to show her his sincerity and feelings.

There was actually no ink mark on the card, and at the point when they most slack backed away, the groom signed it all by himself.

What he left was "Frederic Chopin", his real name, and the double f's with pens were as beautiful as Apollo's little harp.

Because of the "special appointment", the staff who had greeted me very cooperatively took away the registration card and handed over a blank registration card.

"Mr. Bi Song, you write it first—in order to prevent us from doing useless work, you can wait until your hands stop shaking before touching it?"

"Yes, my dear François, stop shaking your hands, or all the registration cards in the Paris City Hall will not be enough for you."

The staff joked witty words, which attracted Liszt's support and everyone's laughter.

Chopin picked up the pen with a smile, "François Pisson" - regular and careful brush strokes, even the hairspring dare not fly freely.

The groom, the bride, the two witnesses, and the staff behind the counter drew their pens in sequence, and the registration card was finally completed.

"Then sir, miss—no, madam, please go to the church to complete a wedding within the time limit, and the registration will take effect from now on—if there is a wedding certificate, it will be valid for a lifetime." The staff smiled and held out his hand , "Happy newlyweds to both of you."

……

Coming out of the city hall, Aurora, who was held by Francois all the time, looked up and saw the best sunset in the world.

It may not be accurate to say it is the best, because the most beautiful sunset will always be in summer—just because the mood is different, the people around are different, and the feelings and priorities at the moment are also different.

Watching the sunset with your loved one after receiving the certificate, feeling the light jumping on the hair, between the eyebrows and eyes, and holding hands tightly, there is a sense of happiness that will stay with the lover perfectly until the old age.Aurora couldn't describe it, and even found it incredible.

Perhaps this kind of mood can only be expressed clearly by using black and white keys on the piano-the theme is probably: from now on, I have the whole world.

"Frantz, Arkan, are you going to have dinner together? And... my husband."

Aurora swears that the last word was definitely not intentional, it just naturally turned into a shy tone.She could only relieve the heat on her face by relying on the hands she held more heavily.

"No, we have to go to church first, Aurora, I have something to give you, and I have a lot to say to you."

"Go, go to church—yes, that's what you mean, François?"

"Aurora, don't be nervous, although I'm looking forward to 'that meaning', but this guy just wants to give you a gift... But the gift is a bit too big, so it can't be brought directly in front of you." Franz patted Ou Laura's shoulder, throwing a key to Francois, "Thank you, my almighty friend, Father Lassinai will be more than happy to help you with this favor—the key to the chapel, be careful with it."

Watching them play charades, although I don't know what surprises are waiting ahead, but as long as he holds her hand, it seems that there is nothing to be afraid of.

church.

The door of the small auditorium was opened, and the remaining skylight cut the world into three sections.In the empty and silent church, there are only rows of pews standing there. In addition to the ceremony platform dedicated to the priest, there is a pipe organ at the back that cannot be ignored.

I don't know who described the pipe organ like this. It is not a musical instrument, but the building itself.

Especially when the giant musical instrument is matched with the exquisitely carved stone pillars and the complicated and gorgeous dome, its own sense of solemnity perfectly fits the sacred temperament in the church in an instant—perhaps, the pipe organ is a part of the church, that is, Instrument of the gods.

In such an environment, almost everyone will have a sense of solemnity.

Aurora was led by François, over the statues and candlelight on both sides, until she was pulled by him to sit down in front of the pipe organ[1].

A huge copper pipe rose from the ground, almost touching the dome, and there was a statue of the Heavenly Father on it. The girl looked up and saw that his eyes seemed to be looking down on them lovingly.

There was a shock in my heart.

Aurora grabbed Francois' sleeve, really not understanding why she came here.

"Aurora, sit down, I'll play the piano for you."

"Play, play the piano?"

Can she still remember his poor technique on her piano, playing the organ in such a sacred place?They will be kicked out.

The girl just woke up from the shock, and was about to pull him away, only to find that the young man was seriously adjusting the stoppers of the pipe organ—that appearance, by no means casually, he was like an old friend of it, they were familiar with each other , as if reunited after a long absence.

"If it wasn't for you, Aurora, I might not have thought of playing it again... just a small piece, I hope it will bring me some great courage."

The keyboard is completely opposite to the piano, the white keys become black, the black keys are dyed pure white, the keyboard becomes shorter, but is superimposed into two layers.It is completely different from the tone of the piano. Its majestic and long-lasting sound reverberates and rises in the brass pipe, as if it cleanses the soul in an instant, and the innocent and pure heart can hear the holy sound.

François's right hand is piously pressing keys on the top keyboard, and only one hand extends in the simple melody, which has a wonderful sense of grandeur.It is not the delicate performance on the piano that can be changed by touching the keys. The organ seems to have nothing to do with emotion, but it is this subtle divinity that is completely different from the piano.

The voices are superimposed.

The majestic and shocking sound of the double-row keyboard and the pedal keyboard is simply fascinating.Tranquility and peace filled with the temperature of the sun, one call, as long as you wake up, you can bathe in the holy light of the God of Watch.

The melody of the chant in the middle voice slowly spread out, and the small buds in the hearts of the listeners sprouted flowers of peace and joy.It is the grace of abundance, the deepest and most touching voice.Every note carries a divine response, like rays of light illuminating the darkness, gathered in the uninterrupted singing, everything becomes extremely peaceful.

Just like the essence of a piano player, everything is gentle power.

This is Bach's hymn for the organ, adapted from one of his most famous cantatas.

bme”.

Although Aurora didn't have much research on Bach's organ music, her organ performance was a blank.But she loves François' rendition, and would call it the best she's ever heard.

He said that he hadn't played organ music for a long time, but today he showed her this extraordinary side.

Those mists had lingered on him for a long time, and it seemed that they were about to be blown away.

Awake, sleeper, there is a voice calling.

Aurora's heart beat faster—Francois, what are you calling to wake up?

……

The originally perfect play was rewritten by Chopin.

He still remembers Liszt’s surprised face when he was deliberately left alone in the city hall and told him not to come to the church—yes, unlike the “promise”, the witnesses don’t have to attend the brief wedding he planned.

When he saw Father Lassinai before entering the church, he made a private gesture of refusing the ceremony.The priest didn't speak. He seemed very pleased that the client had made such a choice - you must know that they had wasted a lot of effort in persuading him.

Without the priest's oath, without the witness of relatives and friends, without "I do", without exchanging rings, without a kiss under the holy witness, how can we talk about the completion of a church wedding?

Chopin is in church, doing nothing but this Bach organ piece.

Love humbles a man, and God has bowed to his believers from the moment he realizes his heart is occupied by another.

Chopin is caught in a cautious struggle. He enjoys everything that François brings sweetly, but suffers to the point of pain when he becomes Frederick.Aurora's marriage proposal was an opportunity, a miracle - he overcame his inner morality, and since the night of the salon, he planned a meticulously impossible relationship that would never be broken, but he began to lose sleep the night he put it into practice.

He, who has always abided by the moral etiquette, smashed the rules he believed in with his own hands, and desperately wanted to use this method to maintain everything he could not lose—from birth, he was losing, losing his healthy body, and losing the company of his parents , losing his Poland, losing his sense of security... Aurora is the only thing he is sure he wants the most and must never lose.

Unable to leave the sense of stability next to her, just like her name, he is the only dawn that shines in his eternal night heart.Her purity and warmth, her boldness, her vitality of hope, and her charming piano sound resonate in his heart all the time - Chopin is willing to call Aurora everything to him, and everything he lacks seems to be in her. Find it back on him—that is the rib that he has been missing since creation, the weakness that he is always willing to compromise.

But Chopin gave up.

Give up the pain you experience when facing moral judgment alone, and give up the happiness you can expect with a simple oath.

He is willing to let Aurora choose freely.

He is willing to reveal to her the truth he has been hiding all along.

Under the watchful eyes of the gods, even though Chopin had long since ceased to believe in the Heavenly Father, he was unwilling to deceive his "Jetchenka"—the Polish inscribed on his bosom and on the ring given to Aurora at that time. talk.

Swear to his favorite Bach, he will never lie to her in music.

He is willing to accept all the most unwilling consequences, and he is willing to be a gambler and adventurer with the few courage in his life—roll all chips, give up all insurance, and use his true self to propose to her.

Chopin's hand dropped from the organ, and he touched the right pocket of his jacket, where the concert ticket was still inside.

In two months, perhaps the marriage registration in the Polish city hall will become a scrap of paper, and he will usher in the bleakest new year.

It doesn't matter, at least he can play her favorite Chopin to her before the final curtain ends.

As Frederic Chopin, tell Aurora aloud——

"I love you."

Pleyel's office a few days ago.

"It's true what you say? Are you...ready, Fried?"

"I'm sure, Camille, I'm going to give a recital."

Sitting at his desk, the big businessman Pleyel was suddenly a little dizzy from the happiness that fell from heaven. He concentrated his attention and glanced at the desk calendar on the desk—today is not the 13th or Friday—God, this person who is born with fear The Poles on the stage even offered to give a concert!Trembling, he lit himself a cigar and took a long drag.

"Crazy enough, genius enough, risky enough... Fried, but I love it."

"Please set the performance on the 20th of this month, I have something to do on the 18th, and I want to prepare some special songs on the 19th."

Chopin got up quickly, turned his head and walked away, not caring about the Paris businessman whose cigar was dropped on the table in shock.

Married her on the 18th and practiced her favorite tune on the 19th.

On the 20th, he gave her all of Frederic Chopin.

The author has something to say: 【Note·op.54】

[1] Until he was pulled to sit in front of the pipe organ: true Catholics must cross their chests when they enter the auditorium. It can be seen here that they are not devout Catholics.

Chopin had lost his religious habits since his arrival in Paris, and unlike Liszt, who had fallen into religious fanaticism, he hardly ever went to church—even though he had a very devout mother as an example.But he did not directly announce his abandonment of faith like Berlioz did.

Aurora has no religious beliefs in essence, but Petit is a religious believer. In this era, she doesn't want to be too unconventional, and uses the religion that the mother believes in.

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: Hyacinth, Gongzi Wuxia, Samantha, Leng Yuli, and Aye;

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