742, the wind of the general is gone
The stage play was a warm-up, and at the end of ten minutes, the cast and crew saluted in warm applause, and were about to step down the stage, Zhang Fei walked straight to the stage with a microphone in his hand and shouted to them.
When he saw the situation, he hurried up. Director Zhang Da really has a personality, before he is the host, he went up first, he is worried that if it is late, the work of the host will be done by Zhang Fei.
Zhang Fei called out to the actors of the stage play and introduced them to the audience, which were young people from the Shengjing Wutong Dance Troupe.
This dance troupe is very famous in the country, a week ago, Huang Hui invited people to dance with them at a concert in Shengjing, and in fact, many celebrities will invite them to their concerts. Although it is not as famous and unique at home and abroad as the drum boy, it is already a rising dance group.
After the personnel of the Wutong Dance Troupe stepped down from the stage, Zhang Fei joked with Shi Yu with a smile, and then the two stepped down one after another, because there was still a performance.
The lights on the stage dimmed again, and the whole theater was shrouded in a faint blue light, and the people sitting in the first few rows could faintly see the figures on the stage shaking, as if they were carrying something, but more specifically they couldn't see clearly.
Tang Shuang felt that the little hand holding his clothes had changed places, maybe he was tired of scratching, so he relaxed and relaxed his little hand.
He stole a glance at the little man next to him, and the little guy looked intently at the stage. Her eyes are big, her eyes are good, and she often comes to Tang Shuang's door in the dark at night, and she is used to the dark mode, so she probably can see the situation on the stage clearly.
"Wang~" Tang Shuang gently learned Bai Jingjing's scream like a mischief, testing Candy'er's reaction.
The little guy subconsciously put his finger on his mouth, and his eyes were still staring at the stage motionlessly: "Shhhh
Immediately reacted, this is Sheng Jing, Jingjing is not around, is it swollen? Swollen is Jingjing calling?
The villain grinned and wanted to smirk flatteringly, but he relented at the first time, quickly turned his head, and continued to watch the stage seriously, pretending that nothing had happened, but muttered in his heart, this Xiaoshuang is really Bai Liangliang, this guy always digs pits for his sister.
She and Bai Jingjing jumped into Tang Shuang's room many nights, crawled into his bed to make trouble, or purely to provoke Xiaoshuang, and were used to fighting together with one person and one dog.
I didn't expect to be tricked by Xiaoshuang!
Tang Shuang stared at the villain for a while, forget it, he didn't break the casserole and ask the end, but he knew in his heart that without his knowledge, this little guy and Bai Jingjing should have calculated him a lot.
The lights of the stage gradually brightened, not suddenly, but gradually, like the sun rising, with a process that is visible to the naked eye.
From the pre-dawn darkness to a rosy glow on the horizon, then the horizon becomes transparent, the sun rises, and dawn arrives, clearing all darkness from the visual range.
At this moment, there are 9 red lacquered cowhide drums on the stage, and in front of each drum stands a young man in a white coat, all of them have long hair, tied into a bun, and walk in the style of the ancients.
These people looked calm, their eyes fell on the drum, and each hand held a drumstick, one end in their palms, and the other end was gently placed on the drum. But if you look closely, you can see that the drumsticks do not actually fall on the surface of the drum, but are suspended in mid-air, about 1 centimeter away.
"It's a drum boy~"
"The drum boy is here, ah~ Great. ”
"I haven't had the opportunity to enjoy the performance of the drum boys, but today I finally waited. ”
……
There was a lot of discussion at the scene.
Candy muttered, "Beat the gong and beat the drum, where's the gong?"
Tang Hao asked Tang Shuang, "Is this a drum boy?"
Tang Shuang: "It's the drum boy." ”
The drum boy on the stage ignored the discussion on the scene, and suddenly there was a bang~ A dull drum sound seemed to be sounding from a very distant and vast place, and the drum vibrated with the air one by one, reaching the ears of everyone who met it.
The drums encompass everyone it encounters, and then continue to drift away. This voice is not shrill at all, but it can be transmitted far away, wafting back and forth in the vast yellow sand, stirring up wisps of wind, as if it is not ringing for anyone, but for the desert sunset.
"Sure enough, it's a drum boy~"
"When you make a move, you know it's extraordinary. ”
"Very charming. ”
……
As a long and desolate drum gradually faded away, the drumboys dropped their drumsticks again, beating the cowhide drum surface, and the drums of bell ~ bell ~ bell ~ bell ~ sounded one after another with a unique rhythm......
That's when people heard what kind of song the drum boy was playing.
Tang Hao happily looked sideways at Tang Shuang: "It's yours~ Xiaoshuang." ”
But he saw that Tang Shuang's eyes were not squinting, unmoved, and he had the style of a general who was not in chaos.
"Awesome, haha~" Tang Shuang suddenly said with a smile.
Just held on for a while, and the wind of the general disappeared.
However, Tang Hao didn't care about these at the moment, she nodded happily: "Awesome, Xiaoshuang, it's really good to listen to this music." ”
This music is the interlude in "Hero", which was used in the promotional video before, and the name is "Heaven and Earth Lonely Shadow Let Me Go".
This music is atmospheric and vast, with a charm of the world and the world left to me alone, which makes people shudder.
On the huge poster outside the theater, there are two poems, "The sun and the moon shine together in troubled times", "The lonely shadow of heaven and earth is at my disposal......
These two poems are in the same vein as the poem "The Lonely Shadow of Heaven and Earth Let Me Go", both of which are from Tang Shuang's hand.
Whether it is the music or these two poems, they are very much in line with the theme of the movie, everyone in the film reveals a huge loneliness that is incompatible with the world, their behavior, their thoughts, were not understood at the time, and they are independent and of course lonely.
But this music is not just about loneliness, loneliness is just an atmosphere that is set off, it really wants to talk about people, what lonely people think.
The drums are violent, the drums are dense like rain, the raindrops hit the green tiles, the drumsticks beat the cowhide drum surface, making a muffled hum, the heaven and the earth seem to be shrouded in dense dark clouds, and these drums fall from outside the dark clouds, closer and closer, louder and louder, faster and faster, it is not to break a hole quickly, but to be fully defeated with the power of recklessness, and the world is clear.
Suddenly, the golden light between the heaven and the earth poured down, the wind swept the clouds, and the kung fu that did not blink an eye, the world that was still dull just now, immediately brightened, up and down did not know its height, far and near did not know its length, and a person came in the golden light, walking alone in the vast world.
This is a kind of emotional sublimation, and only from the turbid world can we achieve great freedom and liberation.
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Tang Shuang's mind involuntarily appeared in the sky when he retreated to the rivers and lakes after the broken arm, and he sang loudly, singing: "If the arm is broken, the rest of the heart is sad! The rest of the heart is sad, and the matter will not be done! If it is not done, the person will pass away, what can Wang Xi and Wang Xi do for me?"
The not majestic figure who appeared in black clothes, threw away the sword in his hand, let go of his heart, and calmly walked out of the Qin Palace.
In the yellow sand, men and women who were pierced by the same sword and martyred ......
The blurred face that appeared to kill or not to kill, cold as iron but full of tears.