Chapter 276: Floating Life is Like a Dream Thanks to Yishui West Wind Alliance Leader)
"Don't stop~ Then..."
Touched by the key word "oak", Weng Huaijing could not help but think of Yan Qingsong's love poem "To the Oak". Moreover, the experience of losing contact between the man and his wife in the story is exactly the same as the situation in his own family. In addition,
Her lover also emphasized her preference for "Going Home". For many reasons, she legitimately had a strong sense of involvement. Professor Weng, who was eager to know the result, actually grabbed her boyfriend's sleeves and started fucking him without caring about the image.
Jiao, acting cute: "Yisa~ Then, hurry up~"
"The car drove for more than 20 hours, and every minute and every second was torture for the man. Finally, he was almost at the destination. The passengers in the car who had heard about his worries all grabbed the seats by the window and looked out. Only
The man who was waiting for the outcome of his fate didn't dare to look around. He was afraid that he might be disappointed, but suddenly others cheered almost at the same time..."
Under the dual pressure of a arrogant girlfriend and body alarm, Yan Qing, who was also suffering every minute, had to speed up the pace as much as possible, and in a few words, he published this article in his "Huang Liang Yi Meng" on October 1, 1971.
The story in the "New York Post" on September 14th ended: "Looking from a distance, the oak tree at the entrance of the town is covered with dozens or hundreds of yellow ribbons. These yellow ribbons are like welcoming flags facing the wind.
Flying, telling this man that his wife is always waiting for him."
"Then he must have stood up tremblingly, and with a surging heartbeat, he got off the car, and then rushed home faster and faster. The scene of the broken mirror and the melody coupled with such a melody must be very beautiful~ It's so beautiful
Okay~ Life goes round and round, and what you are going for in the end is reunion. I like this story so much..."
Immersed in the lingering and pathos trumpet solo that was played again during the interlude, Weng Huaijing let go of Yan Qing's arms unconsciously, her hands unconsciously twisting the hem of her shirt, and she begged her boyfriend in a soft voice: "Get off.
The theme of next week's (LV) Asia Pacific spring and summer press conference is called (Through the Looking Glass, Moon in the Water, Life Is Like a Dream). In fact, Mark approached me a few days ago and wanted to arrange a song. Although it sounds like "Flower Matter" may be more suitable, but it depends on the theme.
Sa~ I want to sing these two songs~"
"Ah? Now..."
Unable to bear it, Yan Qing quickly clicked to play the accompaniment of "Going Home" in a loop. After smiling, he raised his hand and tried to scratch his head to hide his embarrassment: "But... (Gurgling lurking in the trumpet sound)..."
"People are about to be brainwashed by your trumpet..."
Knowing that coquettishness is a good method, Weng Huaijing once again grabbed Yan Qing's sleeves and swung them, this time he kept twirling her plump waist: "Well, I just want to think about it now, okay~"
"Okay~Okay~Okay, record now!"
After all, heroes have been affectionate since ancient times, but they still have to deal with beauty. Yan Qing sent himself to the pirate ship step by step. The recording process was delayed again and again, and it continued to be delayed until now. What made him happy and scared was that he returned to Weng Huaijing again.
During this period of time in the shed, the unsatisfactory stomach rumblings became even louder, and gradually developed from "Gulu~Guru~" to the loud "Quack! Quack!" cry.
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"I'm about to finish "Flower Things", and I just need to finish mixing "Passengers" later and call it a day. Fortunately, Buzz has mentioned the album "We Meet Again at the End" and she wants to listen to it one song a day, otherwise I
I still have to endure it...ah! It’s over! It’s over! It’s raining all night long, and the boat is late and there’s a storm. Feng Menglong’s "Eternal Words to Awaken the World" is true and I can’t deceive you!"
Watching Weng Huaijing in the recording studio about to break through the last dungeon, in the later stage, Yan Qing, who was monitoring double-threaded work and struggling to resist the erosion of hunger, received another piece of bad news from his body, and he drank continuously.
After drinking two 600ml bottles of water, his bladder began to swell slightly after sitting for a long time, which made his already unsatisfactory state even worse.
"Okay~, look at me, it's happened again..."
Not to mention cold, Weng Huaijing, who was about to push out the door, even threw away the demure vest under his armor. He rushed to Yan Qing with a small step, and then lightly leaned on the workbench. She held it up with one hand.
She stared at her boyfriend with pink cheeks, her red lips parted lightly and she said in a voice like a warbler: "Okay? Let's first listen to the difference between "Passenger" and "A Thing", Yi Sa~"
"Double-channel comparison, let me play the trumpet~"
The sweetheart's request perfectly matched Yan Qing's current needs. He simply processed the dry vocal sound he had just collected, and after setting several parameters, he decisively arranged all the audio equipment on hand to play the same song with different words in different frequencies.
There are two Chinese and Cantonese versions of "Passenger"/"Flower Affairs", and they are ready to wait for the opportunity to repeat the same trick.
A psychedelic electronic synthesizer (synthesizers) and a few faint drum sounds lingered in the recording control room. They harmoniously blended with the belated trumpet solo to create a lazy and comfortable intro part.
Weng Huaijing vaguely caught two slightly abrupt frog croaks. He frowned a little and lowered his head to explore. In the end, Professor Weng just thought it was an auditory hallucination. Little did he know that Yan Qing beside him had already begun to screw around in secret in order not to embarrass his girlfriend in front of him.
His own thigh, trying to use the pain to divert his attention.
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"The viaduct has passed (Left channel: Mandarin version of "Passengers")/While the smile is on your face (Right channel: Cantonese version of "Flower Affairs")
There are many more intersections/it makes Yu Qing hang in my heart
This journey has no twists and turns/The world is big and life is long
Arrived in a blink of an eye/not just shared with you
Ride in the car you drive/let me thank you
Listen to the songs you listen to/Give me empty joy
We are so happy/remember to forget
The first street light turned on/It doesn’t matter if I say goodbye to you for a while.』
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Before entering the studio, I was reminded by Yan Qing that Weng Huaijing deliberately weakened some of the articulation details during pronunciation, intending to turn the human voice into an instrument and achieve a perfect blend with the accompanying orchestration. The current test undoubtedly verified
This is a successful idea. The two are like two wisps of green smoke spiraling up alternately, floating and intertwining with each other to create a clear and dense special sound effect, especially the "Flower Matter" in the right channel,
The artistic conception weaved by the Cantonese lyrics is indeed what she admires. It is quite unspeakable and free and easy, and it is quite indescribable and free and easy.
).
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"What are you thinking about (Chinese)/Music is joyful (Cantonese)
The singing is so happy/You call me lonely
That singer is married/how to match this music?
Sitting in the car you drive/I want to sleep
Listen to the songs you listen to/Can’t stand the interruption
I’m not unhappy/time is more important than you』
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The left channel's "Passenger" is more like a road movie. With the concerted efforts of the producer and the singer, the electric guitar melody with echo effect sets off the psychedelic singing to outline a lifelike dynamic scene:
A car was driving aimlessly on a road covered with the afterglow of the setting sun. The red clouds on the horizon added a new crimson eye makeup to the shy passenger. The driver holding the steering wheel's casual joke made her heart warm. Life, as the wheels continue to roll forward, night falls quietly, the first bright neon light lights up not far away, and the whole city is illuminated by the female passenger's half-smile, half-smile, half-cry, half-cry The profile of her face is reflected in the contrast between light and dark, which is particularly eye-catching.
Through Weng Huaijing's eloquent words and sentences, even Yan Qing, who was always squeezing her thighs, could vaguely glimpse the turbulent thoughts of the female passenger in the car, her lonely thoughts mixed with a touch of sadness, and her subtle understanding. of hidden happiness.
The lyrics of the two songs also reflect the unique confusing temperament of the dreamy pop genre. The sections are about doing whatever you want and doing whatever you want. There is no obvious distinction between main and chorus in the traditional sense. They choose to use a kind of lyrics. Weng Huaijing, who interprets the song in an ethereal, slow, slow, and even cold and dreamlike way, can be said to have captured the essence of dream-pop, but this makes Yan Qing very uncomfortable - the little song that can't be waited for to be inserted in the interlude. No. Solo, the big frog who has been suppressed many times has almost croaked several times.
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"The white clouds are pale (country)/I am settled (Cantonese)
blue sky gray blue/happy harassment
My home is almost here/I'm tired of it
Interlude (Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack!)』
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"Passengers" still maintains its sense of a road movie: [The moments of gathering are always wonderful and short. The female passenger got out of the car after arriving at her residence. The fireworks and starlight above her head illuminated the city's night sky brilliantly. At a certain moment, she She had the urge to turn around and call the driver to ask the man to stay, but when the sharp north wind blew, the woman quickly came to her senses - "It turns out he doesn't belong to me!"]
"Flower Things" tells a story about love and non-love with unclear lyrics: "The word itself (Flower Things) refers to the end of the season when flowers bloom, symbolizing the withering of love. Popular In other words, it means "love to the end" and expresses the relatively free and easy mentality of a mature woman after the flowers have fallen."
However, this so-called controlled experiment did not become the focus of a certain young couple. During the belated interlude, Weng Huaijing could not believe his ears. The trumpet solo was actually mixed with the harsh sound of frogs, and This time, the momentum was even greater. It was like one after another. In panic, she couldn't help but move closer to Yan Qing, and at the same time initiated a wave of invitations to make eye contact:
The princess was full of suspicion: "Yisa! Did you hear that? I suspect there is a big frog hidden in Ji Xianlin's house, and people are a little scared~"
Chi Yutang Yan Frog Qing: "It must be impossible! Look what season it is now? The frogs have already hibernated! Baby, just listen to the song in peace~"
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"I am this car (country)/I am sensible (Cantonese)
The first passenger/doesn’t know anything
I'm not unhappy/even you mistook it
The sky is blood red/If it’s a fairy tale
Star Gray Silver/How Much Do You Know About Happiness
Where is your lover?/Do you understand?』
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The dubious princess said: "Is it true? But I clearly heard it!"
Frog Qing vowed: "I will protect you~"
After the slightly long interlude period, the two songs each ushered in their respective sublimation sections. Thanks to Yan Qing's considerate comfort, Weng Huaijing temporarily dispelled his doubts and refocused his attention on comparison and verification.
Go, this made Professor Weng accidentally miss a detail. His lover, who had been sitting in a sitting position, suddenly stood up straight and seemed to be holding the sharp corner of the workbench tightly against his abdomen.
The style of the painting on the other side of "Passenger" changed: [The woman finally dialed the driver's phone number on the street, and she hinted to the man as tactfully as possible: "Hey, since I'm the first one in your car.
Passengers, assuming that life is destined to be an aimless journey with no return, then do you want to try to walk together in the future?"]
"The Story of Flowers" continues to move forward along its route (Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water, Floating Life Like a Dream): "Thank you for giving me this empty joy. When the right and wrong are blurred by tears, who is right and who is wrong?
It is meaningless. It is true that those sweet memories will occasionally appear in front of you, but let it end like this. Let everything end in the best way at the beginning. Loving someone should be joyful, but if what you get in exchange is endless
It's painful, so it's better to let go completely. After all, time waits for no one, and I don't want to waste my life with you endlessly."
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『yes, i'm going home
Yeah, I'm walking back
i must hurry home
I must go home quickly
where your life goes on
No matter where you go
so i'm going home
I'll be home soon anyway
going home alone
On the way home alone
and your life goes on
From now on I have nothing to do with you anymore"
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"The identical arrangement and Bei Yuan's lyrics adapted to Cantonese successfully created two completely different experiences of empathy. Our experiment was successful! It happened that "Passenger" was released through the album, and the remaining two songs were simply transferred to Mark, and "Flower"
"Going Home" talks about the flower floating in a dream, and "going home" also sings (only the mirror witnesses the passage of time), which perfectly fits the theme of (flowers in the mirror, moon in the water, floating life like a dream), but Yisha~, look at it this way..."
Before the surroundings became completely quiet, Weng Huaijing raised her fingers and began to make a concluding speech. That sentence (only the mirror witnessed the passage of time) refers to the remaining parts of the English version of "Going Home," which she had recorded earlier.
Compared with the two lyrics just now, the English version is obviously much more refined.
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not very often often have we met
We didn't meet often before
but the music's been too bad
However, this music is not pleasant either.
can only sense happiness
Only when the music is sad enough
if the music is sad
Only then can I feel happy
we're too old to make a mess
We have long passed the age of youthful indulgence
dreams will keep me young
Dreams keep people young forever
old enough to stress
I'm mature enough to handle the pressure
only mirrors tell the time
Only the mirror witnesses the passage of time
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"I found that the ending part shared by the three editions of this section is the real word play with new ideas. For example, the last sentence (and your life goes on) should be translated as (and your life goes on) in "The Flower is a Thing"
It has nothing to do with you since then!), and placing it on "Passenger" can be understood as (And where will your life go?), maybe I have to transfer my review of "Winter Solstice" to it..."
Continuing to explain without a smile, Weng Huaijing's so-called comment refers to the sentence "It seems to have something to say, but when you think about it carefully, the intention is unclear", and (and your life goes on) no matter what translation she makes, it still reveals a woman
He is deeply attached to and reluctant to leave his old love, so this comment sounds serious, but in fact Professor Weng is vaguely teasing Yan Qing - a certain "metaphorical emperor" is returning to his peak.
"Double negative means yes? Buzz, buzz, buzz, you mean to say..."
During the interlude, when his stomach growled four times in succession, Yan Qing came up with a "good idea" to rely on physical pressure to temporarily calm the frog in his body. However, the side effect was an increase in the urge to urinate, but it was the lesser of two evils. He was sniffing at this moment.
Weng Huaijing exuded the refreshing fragrance, and he responded with a mysterious reply: "It's like the road to Hades on you!"
"Um?"
Greatly surprised, Professor Weng hurriedly gave him a cold look: "I don't understand what you are talking about~"
"Lao Zhang told me when I got home last Saturday that the secret code behind this perfume is..."
Holding his abdomen tightly, Yan Qing suddenly felt that he was able to do it again. In his pride, he even teased the arrogant Professor Weng: "I had no contact with you during my lifetime. We all walked along the Yangguan Road or the single-plank bridge.
, I don’t want to accompany you on this lonely and long road to the underworld after death!”
"I hate it~ I didn't say that to you!"
This moment really embarrassed the shameless Weng Huaijing. Before resorting to a regular back-up singles, she was so angry that she couldn't help but reach out and push Yan Qing.
"You're lying if you turn around, okay~ The metaphor of the road to Hades will never leave me..."
It was purely flirting that got the better of him. Yan Qing ignored the power of his girlfriend's push. As the saying goes, wherever there is oppression, there is resistance. When the fragile balance at the limit of his body was shattered, his stomach immediately became violent.
Then the rebellion started: "Quah!"
"How dare you hide a frog on your body to scare me..."
Without the cover of the trumpet melody, the frog's cry was particularly loud. Weng Huaijing, who turned around again and determined that the sound came from Yan Qing, angrily and funny gave his lover a pink fist attack: "Yan~Yi~Sa! How are you~"
"No (croak!) No (croak!) Buzz buzz (croak!) Listen to my explanation (croak!)..."
Unexpectedly, after trying to hide it for a long time, Yan Qing was finally embarrassed in front of his sweetheart. After proving his innocence, he covered his face with his hands and heard the sound of frogs in his stomach: "I'm just (croak!) so hungry that my stomach screams (croak!
)This is all from hunger (Quack! Quack! Quack! Quack!)"
"Keke~ It's a pity that the phone is not here..."
It's okay not to explain. This explanation made Weng Huaijing laugh so hard. Seeing Yan Qing's funny and pitiful embarrassment, Professor Weng, who never loses his composure, laughed so hard that he said, "I can't record it for you~"
"Help (guah!), I drank too much water (guah!)..."
With no momentum at all, Yan Qing struggled to sneak against the wall. He tried to escape from the scene of his death by muttering: "I really want to go to the bathroom (croak!), I'm going to die (croak!)"
"It's my fault~ I'm going to cook for you right now..."
With two moon-shaped smiles in her eyes, Weng Huaijing may have felt that she was going a little too far, so she decided to coax her boyfriend, so she smiled coquettishly and caught up with Yan Qing who was struggling: "How about we watch TV together later?
What do you want to eat? Just order whatever you want~"
“Sandwich (croak!) Mashed potatoes (croak!) Fruit salad (croak!)”
Weakly naming the dish, Yan Qing accidentally revealed his inner evaluation of Professor Weng's true cooking skills: "Of course it's the same as Lao San (guah!), it sounds like you can cook other dishes (guah!)
)"
The atmosphere froze when their eyes met. After realizing that he had made a mistake, Yan Qing hurriedly fled into the bathroom. Weng Huaijing was so angry that he punched a certain frog prince from the distance: "I'll settle the score with you later! Huh~ Let's see if I can't poison you to death~"
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Long time no see, everyone, the short text theater session that all book friends have been waiting for is finally back.
Weng Huaijing: "All the twists and turns in life, we are heading towards reunion in the end~"
Yan Qing: "At this time, the moon is shining brightly across the world (croak!). I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival (croak!)"
Original singer, lyrics, and music composed by: sophie zelmani
Arranger:lars halapi
Mandarin version/Cantonese version cover: Faye Wong
Mandarin version/Cantonese version Lyrics written by: Lin Xi
Mandarin version/Cantonese version Arranger: Guo Liang
The English version includes the album: 2002, "Sing and Dance, Sing and Dance"
Mandarin version/Cantonese version includes album: 2003, "Will Love"
——This is one of faye’s five sacred books, author’s note.
In addition, because the author said there is a word limit, I have made a new post reprinting the original text and translation of "going home" and the story of the oak tree. If you are interested, you can go to the book review area to take a look.