Music is just music, it extends from our hearts, this is one of the wonderful abilities that people have, and people can enjoy the communication and beauty that this ability brings.

The children who had learned the new song were playing, dancing and singing, Su Luo was cooking his roast whole lamb, and the dads were all helping out, and if nothing else, it was the staple of their dinner.

With the original method of roasting whole sheep, the whole sheep rack is disemboweled and skinned and roasted on the fire, and the white sheep is turned left and right on the fire from time to time, until the surface is golden and red and shiny, the fragrance erupts, and the outside is charred and the inside is tender.

The tender mutton, after being roasted by the flame, soon becomes slightly golden, with an attractive aroma, and the fat on the lamb's body melts in the high temperature, sizzling on the mutton, like a beautiful music, knocking on the hearts of foodies.

The children who were tired of playing are now in front of them with their eyes full, and they are staring directly at the roast sheep, and they are cute.

Watching Su Luo turn the sheep on the charcoal fire, he had to smear the sesame oil on the sheep from time to time, and his saliva was dripping.

"It smells so good!"

"Baby Master, how long will it take to eat!"

"Haha, you're hungry?"

The kids nodded their heads!

"Roasting sheep is a big project, not so fast, wait patiently!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"Look at your urgency, haha! Go over there, wash your hands, sit down, and serve the food immediately!"

Not only did the children can't help it, but the audience is stunned!

"Oh my God!

"It's really good to bake, I'm hungry when I see it!"

"No, I can't bear it, I can smell the fragrance through the screen!"

In the picture,

The children washed their hands, sat on the blankets and slapped the table urging,

"That's it?"

Lao Li also drooled, it was so fragrant, his index finger moved!

"The outer layer is ready, you can cut it off and eat it first. ”

The marinating time is not enough, and the inside is definitely not fully flavored, in this case, Su Luo also adjusted the plan in time, the original roast sheep method, roast a layer with a knife to cook a layer and then slice it down to eat, and then brush the material to continue roasting, so that the most reasonable, but also the most delicious.

"High!"

Lao Li gave a thumbs up, also ran to sit down, and patted the table with the children.

"Hurry up, Chef!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Come on!"

The sheepskin is crispy, the mutton is tender and fragrant, and a large pot is served down, and the scene is out of control!

Put a slice into your mouth, the meat is tender and delicate, crispy and fragrant, and it is smooth but not greasy after the mouth.

In the smoking and roasting, let the mutton with a little bit of spicy, glutinous soft and refreshing, and then dip it in Suluo's special sauce, it is even more delicious, if you feel a little greasy, at this time, in a sip of cream tea, comfortable!

"Is it delicious?"

Su Luo raised his forehead and sent it forward, very pretending!

But it's destined to be ignored by no one, and they all bury their heads and feast.

"Ouch, it's delicious!"

"Master, I still want it!"

"Haha, you can't eat too much, Keke also needs to eat some greens. ”

"I don't listen, I don't listen!"

"Hahahaha!"

Keke is coquettish and cute, no one can stop her!

Dad and children dressed in Mongolian costumes, eating Mongolian characteristics of roasted whole sheep, laughter, joy, scene by scene, the audience saw the heart melted, so warm and beautiful, screaming!

"Is there something missing?"

Su Luo asked.

"Nothing is missing, it's great!"

With a look of enjoyment on his face, the dragon team pointed to the distance and said,

"You see, there is food in front of you, children are making noise next to you, there is a beautiful scenery in the distance, no, we are in the beautiful scenery now, this feeling, oh, suddenly I feel that this life is worth it, there is no desire. ”

"yes, the scenery here is so beautiful that it is impossible to describe it in words!"

Zhou Bo poured a sip of mare's milk wine, and his face flushed with excitement,

"If I have to say that there is anything missing, there is a lack of a poem that can describe my mood at this moment, by the way, idol, you are a poet, write a poem!"

"Good!"

Lao Li took the lead in applauding,

"Oh, write poems, write poems!"

"Haha, Master writes poems!"

It's all coaxing!

"No, no, no, that's all that's missing now!" Su Luo laughed and took out a horse-head violin,

"When you come to Mongolia, how can you miss it!"

"Matouqin! Matouqin, you will too!"

Director Wang shouted at the top of his voice,

"My idol knows erhu, do you think he can play the matouqin?

"Is there still a difference between the matouqin and the erhu, okay?

No matter what, Zhou Bo hummed the melody of the galloping war horse with emotion, and the little fan brother is now excited!

Su Luo's little black house, the pit master's music class 2.0,

"Music is the common spiritual vocabulary of this world, and through music, the beautiful spiritual energy of a group can be transmitted outward, and this transmission has no boundaries, like the edge of the infinite extension.

For the description of the grassland, the melody of a horse-head qin song is far more expressive than the painter's color and the poet's language, and the ancient rhythm from ancient times has her vitality, how to make her flow vividly in modern life and become a broader "language", which is what I am interested in.

Many people look down on folk music, ignore national instruments, and have prejudices against national instruments, which should not be like this.

The instruments are all very good, each with its own characteristics, there is no distinction between superior and inferior, I said so much, you probably understand, in fact, I just want to make an advertisement for our new DreamWorks movie "Flash Girl", remember to pay attention!"

"Haha!"

"Be sure to pay attention!"

The audience was so excited,

Oh my!

It's too late!

The pit is going to show folk music, Matouqin, and the parent-child program "Where Are You Going, Dad" is going to become a music program!

On the screen,

"Matouqin solo, "Snow Mountain"!"

"Wow Wow !!"

Amid the applause and cheers of the father and the children, Su Luo played the horse-head fiddle.

It is a prelude to tranquility, like a glacier changing colors in the sun, and it is indescribably beautiful.

Matouqin seems to be born with sadness, as if telling the story of the grassland for thousands of years, beautiful crying!

As the music gradually enters the beautiful realm, the audience seems to be really in the snow-capped mountains, and the eyes are vast, snow-capped, obviously a quiet snow-capped mountain, and inherently with a magnificent momentum.

The audience held their breath, closed their eyes, and enjoyed the music.

The heart is pure, the line is beautiful, bring a pure heart, to perceive the pure beauty of the world, at this moment your eyes are the sky, the body is the earth, the blood is the river, as if the whole world has become quiet, this feeling is too comfortable!

When Su Luo's "Snow Mountain" was finished, they were all distracted, whether it was the fathers on the scene, the staff behind them, the Mongolian villagers who accompanied them, the guides, or the audience in front of the TV.

"Snow Mountain", the mainstream world music style, has a beautiful melody, soothing rhythm, wide sound field, a detailed structure like a symphonic poem, and at the same time full of ethnic music elements.

I feel that my cognition has been refreshed again, this is the horse-head qin?

There is not only the high-pitched brightness of the violin, but also the softness and smoothness of the erhu, and the sound quality is desolate and vast, vast and profound, long and meandering, reaching the heart.

There are no musical instruments that can't be used, only people who can't!

It took a while before I remembered to applaud!

That's awesome!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

"Shh~~~!"

Su Luo smiled, put his index finger to his lips, and then pointed to the sunset, stopping the applause and screaming.

The camera turned, the horizon was horizon, and the sparsely populated grassland was desolate and vast.

The scenery at sunset is always so beautiful, the afterglow of attraction shines, the red light is reflected on this vast pasture, forming a golden world, herds of cattle and sheep, and the herdsmen in the distance are all yurts rising with curling smoke, faint, dreamlike, like a lover's elegant eye waves, so beautiful that people palpitate.

Su Luo played the matouqin again and changed to a tune, "Hong Yan".

Compared with the previous song "Snow Mountain", this one is more rich and far-reaching, and has more Mongolian music characteristics.

The melody is high-pitched and melodious, the soothing and free melody, high-pitched and far-reaching, Su Luo's music style, which is most admired by music critics, is pure to the extreme.

There are no flowery notes and phrases, the melody is very soothing and very simple, there is basically not much change from beginning to end, and the best part is that even so, it does not feel monotonous and verbose to the listener.

The second time, Su Luo also sang along with the music,

"Hong Yan

on the sky

Pairs are lined up

The river is long

Autumn grass yellow

The sound of the piano on the prairie is sad

swan goose

To the south

Fly over the reeds

......”

The biggest feature of Mongolian songs, long tunes!

The lyrics are also very concise, clear, and simple, all short sentences, with few words and long words, high-pitched and long, soothing and free.

The singing brought the audience's thoughts to the beautiful and vast Inner Mongolia prairie, where wild geese, sky, rivers, autumn grass, and natural and harmonious pictures passed in front of them.

In the artistic conception of the distant, vast and tragic songs, there is a faint sadness and tranquility, expelling irritability and depression, replacing the noise and noise, and the mind seems to be broadened.

The sound of the horse-head piano and Su Luo's singing are echoing, telling the longing for relatives and hometown, sad and poignant.

"Hong Yan

To the sky

How far away the sky is

The wine is dry

Fill it up again

If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return

......”

If you are blindly sad, you will really fall behind.

The sentence "Drink the wine dry, pour it again!" is like the finishing touch, behind the sadness, there is still pride!

This is the infinite love and longing of the grassland people for life, and the fighting spirit of fighting for it!

is not a complaining singing of the roughness of the grassland man, but in turn singing the rough outline of the grassland people, in fact, it also wraps a delicate heart.

This hand, absolutely!

The melodious long tune, the euphemistic horse-head qin, the charcoal fire of roasting sheep, the fragrant mare's milk wine, and the last afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on Su Luo's face, and soon, night was coming.

There was no need for alcohol, the audience was drunk.

Woo, the pit boss blew up!

Beautiful cry!

The third issue of "Where Are You Going, Dad" ends here!

Accompanied by Su Luo's "Hong Yan", the subtitles were about to end, and the audience was still immersed in the singing and didn't come back to their senses......

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