This song "Pipa Xing" is one of the pinnacle works of ancient Chinese culture.
Such a poem is a subversive sensation to the Chinese literary world.
Chen Ming is not the original work.
He is just a porter of poems.
Let Chinese culture flourish everywhere in China.
Chen Ming thinks this idea is good.
And, he is working hard in this direction.
Chen Ming has never worried that anyone will question the verses of "Pipa Xing" because he firmly believes that people who understand poetry will never raise any doubts.
joke!
China's five thousand years of vast and ups and downs culture is of immeasurable value.
Chen Ming is not confident in himself, but in the foundation of his mind.
Return to the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
He Yi picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
The steaming steam of tea filled the air, covering his old face.
From the beginning, He Yi never took this song to heart.
After the prelude, Chen Ming's song statement came out quickly.
Chen Ming's singing voice was very soft, but when it was time to rise in tune, there was no difficulty at all.
After a few words, He Yi looked a little strange.
It seems...it's really good!
Unlike others, He Yi automatically translated the seven-character quatrains into vernacular Chinese almost as soon as he heard the verses.
With his literary attainments, it is not difficult to translate an ancient poem.
At this moment, He Yi's old face was a little embarrassed.
When did such a knowledgeable lyricist appear in the entertainment industry?
Taking advantage of the moment when he picked up the teacup and drank tea, He Yi glanced at the screen of his mobile phone, which read the name of the lyricist: Chen Ming.
Chen Ming?
He Yi frowned slightly.
This person has never heard of it.
This name is so popular, there are at least tens of millions of people in China with this name.
In He Yi's impression, there is no great poet with this name.
There were only a few celebrities in the literary world, and He Yi was familiar with them all. He dared to conclude that this Chen Ming had appeared recently.
"It's interesting."
He Yi's expression returned to calm.
Today, even if the lyrics of this song were good, he would have to criticize it a few times.
But I have to say that Chen Ming really aroused He Yi's interest.
More importantly, this song "Pipa Xing" was sung by Chen Ming.
From the sound of his voice, He Yi could guess that Chen Ming was not very old, even younger than his own students.
Such a potential talent was wasted by staying in the entertainment industry!
If possible, He Yi would like to recruit Chen Ming to the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
The next second, the sound of pipa sounded.
The melody of the whole song is more brisk and clear.
Involuntarily, He Yi started to wiggle his toes.
The melody of this song is not very outstanding, but it is very pleasant to the ears.
As an old man in his eighties, he couldn't help but step on the sewing machine to the rhythm, which is enough to illustrate the wide audience of this song's melody.
Sounds good!
He Yi must give this song a thumbs up.
Whether it was the poem or the melody, He Yi became very interested in Chen Ming.
At this moment, a lyric came into He Yi's ears.
◤He came out after calling for thousands of times, still holding the pipa and half covering his face.◢
For a moment, a picture appeared in front of He Yi's eyes.
Guests mingle.
The house was full of guests.
Amidst the calls, a woman in a long skirt covered her face with her sleeves and held a pipa in her hand.
This type of women has a general name: geisha.
Their origins are very humble.
But they didn't want to engage in the more humble flesh trade, so they chose the higher-class geisha.
Geishas sell their skills but not their bodies.
All geishas in the studio are proficient in poetry and poetry, and are good at singing and dancing.
But the problem is that in China, geisha is a very unpopular knowledge.
Even He Yi only knew the meaning of the name geisha from some scattered miscellaneous histories.
How did Chen Ming know?
A young man is more knowledgeable than an 80-year-old man?
Why don’t you believe it!
He has this confidence that he is one of the most knowledgeable people in China.
But this kind of one definitely does not include Chen Ming.
At this moment, He Yi's expression was no longer relaxed, but became serious.
Even the hand he was holding up to drink tea couldn't help but put it down.
However, what He Yi didn't know was that half-covering his face with Pipa was just the beginning.
Soon, He Yi's eyes widened.
Line after line of poetry that can be regarded as eternal quatrains comes from the song.
◤The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, as if complaining of failure in life.
The formalities of the low-brow letter are continued, telling all the infinite things in one’s heart.◢
In these two poems, the first half is about remembering events, while the second half is about expressing feelings.
Nothing out of the ordinary!
Even these four sentences seem very natural when taken alone.
He Yi was shocked! Is this a song?
He hasn't listened to music for decades, and now the music in the entertainment industry has developed like this?
If that were the case, why would he write poetry? Become a professor at a Chinese academy? He might as well just go sing.
Ten seconds later, He Yi couldn't sit still anymore and stood up.
The pale beard was trembling slightly.
He was murmuring softly in his mouth: "Don't be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time."
Silence is better than sound at this time!
Why had he never thought of writing poetry like this before?
From the beginning to the present, the song presents the entire process of a geisha taking the stage and then collecting the piano during the performance.
When the sound of the pipa stops, the whole song ends with silence being better than sound.
Sometimes silence is the strongest voice.
He has written modern poems for decades, but has never dared to try to compose ancient quatrain poems.
It was because he felt that he was separated from the ancients.
He could not feel the mood of the ancients, so the quality of the ancient poems he wrote was definitely not high.
He never expected that now he could truly feel this immersive feeling across time lines.
And this feeling was actually brought to him by a song...
He Yi was in a daze. He felt that his decades of literary knowledge was being challenged.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man on the side finally couldn't help but asked with concern: "Professor He, are you okay?"
Before he finished speaking, He Yi raised his hand to interrupt him and signaled him to be quiet.
He Yi even glared at him.
I'm listening to the music very well, why are you interrupting me?
In this regard, the middle-aged man felt very wronged.
It was you who didn't want to listen to the song at first, and it's you who didn't want me to talk to the song now.
In the office, there was only singing.
He Yi's eyes became brighter and brighter, and the shaking of his body bones became more and more obvious, as if he was having a stroke.
To be honest, the middle-aged man was really afraid that He Yi would pass by accidentally.
After all, he is over eighty years old.
Elderly people of this age cannot bear too much stimulation.
After a few minutes,
The whole song ends.
The office became quiet again.
He Yi was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a long time, he sat back on the chair and sighed quietly: "This song "Pipa Xing" must be the first among the best poems."