Chapter 114 I cross the field in the morning (4K two-in-one)
"Leave for a while? So soon, you haven't graduated yet." Sheeran asked doubtfully.
"It's only about a month." Fan Ning said, "I want to travel around, go through the city, live in a small town, go to the countryside, watch performances in taverns, pick up some folk songs and dances, watch genre paintings in the market, and then
Go to the wilderness, forestry or lake and listen to some inspirations from nature. Within my creative framework, it is necessary to seek their creative help."
Sheeran seemed relieved: "Generally speaking, you have spent a lot of time silent or playing the piano alone this month, but judging from your expression and the few conversations, you have been in a good mood, otherwise I might think
What's wrong with your state...You're always looking for inspiration and thinking about writing, right?"
Fan Ning nodded slightly: "The inspiration gained from the migration is mysterious and supreme. It can be the core of the work, but it is too ethereal and far away from the inspiration..."
"… Frankly speaking, my mind has become quite quiet during this period. Otherwise, the moving revelations would have stayed in the transcendental realm, and I would not be able to clearly imagine or describe what those movements are like.
What kind of musical vocabulary is it... But it’s not enough. I still lack a lot of material and insights. Although I tried to write some melodies during this period, they didn’t perfectly fit the feeling I wanted..."
Sheeran listened carefully and nodded in agreement: "This is indeed necessary. My father would have had similar experiences when he was writing large-scale works in the early years. Sometimes he would take us with him to visit other small towns or villages for a short period of time.
Living for a period of time is a vacation for me. I recommend you choose the countryside in the south direction of Eagles, which is the former residence of my grandparents. It has a strong urban atmosphere and rich local culture, as well as natural and clean air and mountains.
Scenery…”
"Good advice, this month and season are just right."
Fan Ning bent over and put the books that Sheeran often used one by one into the cabinet in the new office.
About half a minute later, he heard the girl behind him say again: "Caron, you graduate in June and I graduate in July. How confident do you think I can be in taking the entrance exam?"
"You have been spending a lot of time studying books recently, but I think that even if Dean Gould does not fulfill the promise of the recommendation letter, even if you review less frequently and go to the examination room tomorrow, you will still be sure to be admitted to the Saint Thomas University.
University of Lenia.”???
There was no reply for a while. Fan Ning turned around and found the little girl looking at him, biting her lower lip gently with her teeth.
Some thoughts and speculations flashed through his mind, and then he added: "The purpose of my trip is clear and single. After I leave, I suggest you go find Joan immediately. During this special period, you live with her... some possible situations like this
, you all deal with it together, which basically makes people feel at ease. I will come back before the deadline for submission of the work."
A concertmaster of violin and a concertmaster of flute, these are extremely important positions in the symphony orchestra for Fanning. He was previously worried about the changes on Joan's side and had to stay by Sheeran's side. Now these two knowledgeable people
Taking care of each other saves a lot of trouble.
This is one of the reasons why he has not made a decision until today.
"...Okay, when are you leaving?" Sheeran turned his face and looked at the desk.
"Now."
…
Fan Ning walked back to his residence, simply packed his luggage, mainly containing clothes, cash and writing supplies, and then began his journey of quiet creation. He did not choose the direct and fast way of going by steam train.
, but casually headed south through Ufranser.
He took several horse-drawn carriage rides, and also experienced the trams that have emerged in recent years. He got off the train from time to time and walked for a while, stopping to see things worth noting in the city.
He admired the graffiti on the streets and alleys with great interest, walked into the church of Holy Sun Church to admire the scenery and decorations, and listened to the organist and choir's performance; he enjoyed Chinese food in a cafe whose appearance suited his aesthetic preferences.
He speculated on the experiences and thoughts of people on the street through the glass; he sat on the grass and watched people playing football and croquet in the park, and then went to several famous aquariums and fern exhibition halls to experience
The latest fashion and leisure trends for the citizens of Ufranser.
Sometimes when looking at the smoky factories, or walking through the dirty and crowded workers and slums, Fan Ning would be a little confused, but at least for now, he felt that the overall tone of this city was one of prosperity and hope.
, while the process of industrialization is rushing forward, the soil for the flourishing of humanistic atmosphere is still left with enough fertility.
At night, Fan Ning had not even left the city. After staying at the hotel, he went to the tavern to enjoy the singers' performance. The guests loved to listen to the popular operetta excerpts they brought.
Singers often follow their own preferences and add a lot of personal dazzling elements based on their own skills. Sometimes they also collage excerpts with some vulgar market sentimental tunes, which can only be enjoyed in big cities.
To the extent that customers are willing to tip more.
After so many stops and starts, it was only on the third day that Fan Ning entered the Metraun area, which is located at the junction of the three counties. To the north is Uvranser, to the west is the imperial capital St. Taranburg, and closer to the south is
Hiran's former residence, Eagles.
According to Sheeran, "Traun" means "royal territory" in the ancient Hofmann language, and the suffix "mo" at the beginning is similar to the pronunciation of "salt" in Tulungarian, which was once the territory of Hofmann.
The royal property of the Fuman Dynasty, the salt mine has brought considerable economic effects to the region and accumulated a certain amount of industry and population.
One clear morning, Fanning, wearing a windbreaker, took a steamboat and arrived at an arc-shaped town in the southeastern part of Lake Mutraun. The porter took the luggage, and he was able to free his hands to block the sunlight above his forehead and look into the distance.
The Dolomites Mountains are as tall and steep as a blade, with exposed rocks on one side, covered with green vegetation on the other, and a vast sparkling lake below.
"Little sir, you can call me Schwint."
The family-style hotel in the small town has a simple and cozy decoration. The male host is wearing a thin cotton-padded coat that is not new and is not new. He rests his elbows on the reception desk and registers the guests' information.
"Mr. Schwendt, this painting is very interesting. What is it called?" Fan Ning looked at a woodcut on the wall and asked with a smile.
The male owner turned his head: "Oh, this is a decoration left by the family from my great-grandfather's time. Although the workmanship is relatively rough and the color has been severely distorted over the years, it has always been on the wall of this ancestral house... The name should be
: "Hunter's Funeral"."
In a tone between yellow and lead gray, there are a group of animals on the forest trail, including owls, rabbits, foxes, goats, and marmots, holding various musical instruments, escorting the coffin and remains of the hunter, slowly delivering them.
Going to the cemetery, the atmosphere seemed a bit sad.
"It's very interesting." Fan Ning smiled sincerely and happily, "Hunters are the natural enemies of prey. How can an animal pay a funeral for a hunter?"
Rather, it cleverly fits my presupposition of the ironic atmosphere of the funeral march in the third movement.
"To say the least, even if they really go to the funeral, they must be happy." Schwindt, the friendly and talkative hotel owner, laughed, "Your dress seems to be from a big city. We have had many vacation guests in recent years. I heard that
They escaped all the way from the coal smoke and smog, but it seems that you did not bring your female companion or relatives or friends with you. I wish you can meet a wonderful fate here."
Fan Ning laughed: "Do you know which families in the town have builders or masons?"
Schwindt's eyes widened: "Do you mean that I misunderstood the purpose of the young gentleman's visit? Are you going to settle here or invest in some tourism project?"
Fan Ning explained the purpose truthfully: "I want to build a cabin by the lake to facilitate my short-term quiet creation. I am conceiving a work, um, a symphony."
"It turns out he is a serious music composer from a big city." The shopkeeper's polite respect turned into awe. "But I don't know how long your short term is, because it takes at least ten or twenty days to build a house, and
Preparing food and daily life from scratch will always use up more energy, which may delay your creation."
"The lake house I'm talking about is a 'hut' in the true sense." Fan Ning said with a smile, "The plan is less than twenty square meters, only one floor will be built, and there is no need to configure it with too complicated living facilities. Just now I
Come all the way, the distance to your favorite lakeside location is only six or seven minutes away if you walk quickly. I will go back and forth frequently, and I will still take care of my food and daily life at your place, and maintain the rental of the guest room."
Schwindt suddenly nodded: "In this case, if the manpower is sufficient, it may only take a few days... I can call for introductions for you. The masons will be happy to take on this job, and I can also introduce you to building materials and furniture supplies.
"
The timing was just right, it would take a week to deliver the piano I ordered from the city three days ago.
"I can spend a budget of 200 pounds on various house expenses, so I can work hard."
After Fan Ning finished speaking, he placed three 10-pound bills at the front desk, which was enough to pay for one month's rent for the best guest room and allow them to provide more considerate catering and life services.
The budget of 200 pounds is obviously a top-end budget. As a rural building, the price is close to half of the apartment in Uvranser, and the area is only about a quarter.
"You are a generous artist, I will take you upstairs."
The next morning, Fan Ning woke up from the chattering of chickens and ducks, and the refreshing wind blew through the windows, bringing with it a special fresh smell.
"Ding-ding-ding-ding-"
The herds of animals with bells hanging on them passed the stone road in front of them, making a pleasant crunching sound. Fan Ning sat in the courtyard, finishing the milk, eggs and buttered bacon bread on the dinner plate, and then walked through the twists and turns where every house was piled with flowers.
The path leads to a place with a wide view.
"The spring in the north of Tioleon has its own special temperament." Some of his father Vincent's casual chats echoed in Fan Ning's mind, "It is not like those spring scenes written by academics, those works are bright and colorful,
It is solemn and elegant, the perspective is stable, precise and delicate, and it has its own perspective of looking into the distance from a gorgeous palace. It is definitely not a Western Continent-style, Gilles or Rolfing style, a spring movement full of fragrant and sweet fragrance...
"
Only now did Fan Ning truly feel that the warmth of early spring here was only hidden under the cold outer air, with the thick mud unique to the North and a hint of the awakening atmosphere in the desolation.
"After the 'breathing motive' of the introduction appears several times, write a double note of the clarinet's double voice, jumping to a higher octave to represent a ray of morning light breaking through the clouds and piercing the sky...the dynamic mark should be weak, strong
, and weak, indicating that the energy is still brewing, dawn has not yet arrived, and the sun briefly broke through, but was blocked by thick clouds..."
Not far away, there are some puddles in the soil that are slightly shiny under the weak sunlight, but lack very vivid colors. The mist flows and pours over them, and is about to dissipate.
Fan Ning saw this scene, played with the baton in his hand, and his thoughts went further: "The 'breathing motive' is further developed in the introduction, and the continuous downward progression of Teacher Anton's final chapter, 'Psalm Theme', can be copied.
But I will make a change here, temporarily changing the major key to a minor key, giving it a gloomy and mysterious color. This is another foreshadowing that the audience can’t expect..."
"Then, there should be a long chromatic line of the double bass here, and the cello can then add an octave to make the sound thicker, suggesting that something with vitality is uneasily sprouting under the soil..."
"...In the introduction, I also want to metaphor the scene of a hundred flowers blooming to the audience. This scene is very exaggerated, not static, but like an accelerated lens. This is a spectacle, what a wonder of nature... You can choose French horns on the orchestration to continue
The fast triplet sound pattern pours upward, which can be called a 'blooming motive'. In order to metaphor the bright colors of flowers, I tried adding a double tone in the lower third to enrich the sound effect..."
Wonderful revelations continued to overflow from the astral body. Fan Ning wandered along the roads in the pale Chu-colored wilderness, passing through patches of water-soaked cultivated land. "I read poetry, just like I walked through the wilderness in the early morning."
This Tulungarian rhetorical sentence was read in my heart again.
Another bass melody was hummed involuntarily. It was different from the mainstream romantic style - those melodies and rhythms were as complex and continuous as possible, with changes in rising and falling to show the composer's off-key level.
This melody starts from the fourth interval of the breathing motive, then jumps back to the first level, climbing unpretentiously along the scale of 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5, and then naturally twists and turns, simple and warm, fresh and pleasant.
.
"It should become the theme of the presentation after the introduction of the first movement, played by the cello, so... I'll call it the 'Field Theme'."
"...the flute plays a combination of minor thirds and major secondes, with gentle twists and turns, and then flows happily. This is the subtitle of the presentation part, named 'Birdsong Theme'. It can be played in conjunction with the theme at the climax of the closing sentence to form a passionate
polyphonic counterpoint.”
For several days, Fan Ning absorbed the nutrients of nature and humanity in the wilderness and village life. The seeds of inspiration he once planted took root and sprouted. Sometimes he hummed a melody, sometimes thought about harmony or orchestration, sometimes played a certain rhythm, and also
Sometimes just humming a bunch of suitable bass lines, which are ideal material for the first movement.
The sun dances in the lake, where the noisy wild ducks accidentally stop, the ripples carry the reeds swaying slightly, and the sound of big fish jumping and falling can be heard from time to time in the hut.
"Be careful, be careful, look at the lower left corner of the piano, your knees need to be blocked there."
"Thank you for your hard work these days."
Five days later, a "composer cabin" belonging to Fanning finally appeared on the shores of Lake Motraun.