Chapter 341: First Movement: Awakening Poems (18): Good Night
Ding——
"You raised a mystical question." Fan Ning gently touched the stone table with his wine glass.
"It's not a question, it's an answer." Masenegou corrected.
"It's a question." Fan Ning reiterated seriously.
Love can be expressed as violence and pastoral poetry.
He felt that his hidden knowledge had increased, mainly in the two aspects of "candle" and "pool". This may be related to the mystery of "Fanghui Poet".
The future "Third Symphony" will be the key to his promotion to the Insight. Although the inspiration for the "metaphorical climbing path structure" has not yet appeared, he has vaguely grasped something related to the beginning of the work.
This shows that extensive study tours and studies are helpful for becoming knowledgeable, even if the level of the communication partner is not as high as one's own.
He waved to Luna and motioned for the little girl to hand over the guitar.
...Answer? Question? The discussion between the two people gradually made Ann puzzled, but when she saw Scherer picking up the guitar, the confusion in her eyes was replaced by brilliance.
He must be able to play guitar a little bit. This is great. He lives up to his charming temperament. Well, the guitar is just a piece of wood...
The expression on Luna's face changed from annoyance to joy, and she had another kind of excitement and expectation.
That's it! Mr. Scheler's mysterious solo during his piano test. This must be his most unparalleled skill!
"It was a perfect night, and the two troubadours brought great music. It was really hard to forget the depressive and unhappy things in the past..." Fan Ning's tone returned to melancholy.
“And ‘courtly love’, which originated in the Middle Ages, is an excellent artistic subject and a wonderful outlet for emotions.”
This made everyone's eyes focus on him, and they were even more surprised.
Poets on summer nights can always arouse rich sensory imagination, and the orange firelight reflected on it is like poison mixed with sentimentality and sweetness, causing breathing disorders.
"Then, as a summary of the response, as a return gift for the invitation, I wish Luna good night." He glanced at the little girl with a faint smile, and then repeated the last word in ancient Janus, just like the original German title of the work -
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"Gute Nacht"
"Good night? So, this is a title?" The two troubadours, Fili and Martini, were the first to react.
"Ah, it's not the one before..." Luna was surprised and pleasantly surprised, "But, great, no matter what, you will never question me again!"
"At the end of the evening dinner, Good Night is so appropriate..." An put her chin on her knees and began to think, "Is it an existing work or an improvised one? Mr. Scheler said it was 'Palace Love'
', that's what love is, but why do I think 'Good Night' sounds like a sweet love poem?... Then I feel like I'm at a big loss, and I was accidentally hit by Luna with a plywood guitar.
Snatched it? Oh my god, she doesn’t understand this at all..."
Under everyone's gaze, Fan Ning gently touched the strings with his hands, and the piano accompaniment textures in his mind were perfectly transformed into the vocabulary of classical guitar.
Schubert's vocal suite "Winterreise", the first art song, "Good Night".
This suite has a total of 24 songs. The text comes from Muller's long poem "Winter Journey" of the same name. As a "real German poet" according to Heine's evaluation, Muller has an extremely in-depth study of the tragic poetry of ancient Greece, and his works have
With a strong lyrical meaning, the 24 poems can independently form a ditty or connect the dots to form a line, presenting a complete tragic narrative plot.
It tells a sad love story, which is also a "palace love" in a broad sense:
The protagonist is a mill worker. As a young man who has just begun to fall in love, he mustered up the courage to confess to his lover on a snowy winter night, but was ruthlessly rejected by his sweetheart. So he was heartbroken, packed up his bags, and embarked on a long journey away from his hometown.
, in order to forget the depression and unhappiness of the past.
But during the journey, the scenery kept touching memories and tearing open scars in the heart: familiar weathervanes, dancing bodhi trees, ancient villages, the horn of the mail truck, the endless stream, the barking dogs in the wilderness... always
It can evoke bits and pieces related to the past, especially the warm dreams, which form a sharp contrast with the bleak reality.
"Winter Journey" is a true portrayal of Schubert's own life experience. Its technical height and ideological depth have reached a level of excellence throughout the ages. It is the pinnacle of German and Austrian art song literature.
"Dong-dong-dong-dong-..."
In 2/4 beat, Fan Ning plays a gloomy D minor column chord, like the gloomy night and falling snow in the early morning of winter.
The descending scale of the prelude melody was played, and the protagonist turned away from the door of the beloved girl's room, kicking off his wandering in the dark night.
Yes, I am not a passerby and a wanderer.
Everyone watched Mr. Scheler sitting with his piano in his arms, and their spirits were infected by the revelation of his loneliness. In the incomplete beat of the 7th bar, he sang the tenor melody of "Good Night" with a desolate and lonely melancholy:
"I came alone,
When I left, I was still alone.
There are flowers everywhere in May,
It's a pity for me.
Girls talk about love,
My mother also thought about marriage.
Girls talk about love,
Mother also thought about marriage."
After four lines of poetry, Fan Ning slowly took a deep breath, switched to high pitch with his left hand, and dialed the chromatic dotted octave with his right hand using fp's strong-and-low expression terminology, like shivering in the cold wind.
Then he chanted twice in a low voice:
"Now a coldness has enveloped the world,
There is a thick layer of snow on the road."
Hearing such a desolate poem, An rested her chin in confusion.
He just said that he can capture anyone he wants with music, yes... This is quite attractive. Will any girl refuse it? This is impossible, but if not, why can he write
Such a heartbreaking song?
"The time to stand up,
It’s not up to me to decide;
the road in the dark night,
I can only find it myself.
Accompanying me on my journey,
There are only shadows in the moonlight.
Accompanying me on my journey,
Only shadows in the moonlight."
The first half of "Good Night" has a typical stanza structure, that is, the same melody is repeated with different lyrics. Fan Ning sang the second verse, which still had a heavy and uneasy tone, a bone-chilling interlude, and a deep melody.
Chant it twice.
“On the vast white earth,
I look for the footprints of birds and beasts."
There seemed to be a ray of bright sunshine shining in, and the song switched to D major. Fan Ning seemed to be sorting out the many good things in his memory, and seemed a little relieved:
"Why linger and wait?
One day I will be asked to leave.
Let the stray dog call its own,
Since the owner locked it out.
Love likes to wander,
This is God's arrangement.
She comes and then leaves,
Goodnight, my love!"
Fan Ning looked up and sang with a smile in his eyes.
Yes, I am playing a melancholy bard, that's how I feel.
But for some reason, the scene at dawn always comes to mind. The dim security lights are on in the corridor of Turner Hall. I walk on the red carpet, pass by the doors, and finally arrive in the dark.
before the door.
The chromatic guitar melody brings the light back to the bleak reality. As the first song in the "Winter Journey" suite, its narrative function is destined to reflect the beginning of farewell to the past.
"I don't want to disturb your rest,
It won't wake you up from your dream.
You can't hear any footsteps,
Close the door gently, gently!
When I walked out the door,
Will write: Good night,
you will know,
The longing in my heart is boundless..."
In the last six bars, the column chords played again, and the traveler dragged his melancholy steps, pretending to be sad memories, and his figure gradually disappeared into the night.
Fan Ning stopped pressing the strings, still lowering his head.
He has been surrounded three levels inside and three levels outside.
Even the caravans in front of the bonfire next door stood attentive and bewildered.
In the silence, it was Luna's brother Troy who spoke first.
The person asking the question was the bard next to him:
"Mr. Feeley, I...I want to ask a question."
Fili held his lute and sat there dumbfounded. After hearing him speak, he just slowly turned his neck.
Trowa's voice, which had not been cleaned for a long time, was hoarse, and his tone was quite difficult:
"Um...is the trend now in singing 'Palace of Love' with a plywood guitar?"