Yun Xiaozhu didn't tell a lie, she did like the song "Scarborough Market" very much, and her soul-touching singing voice is the best proof of this.

Moreover, at this time, although Chen Qingfeng was playing the tune of "Scarborough Bazaar" on the guqin, Chen Qingfeng's own super high music environment made this Western tune play an unimaginable beautiful rhyme on the oriental instrument.

One piano and one song, in conjunction with each other, Scarborough Bazaar, which originated from the Vikings and the Celts, in the ancient ballad of "savagery and tenderness", is fully displayed.

Listening to the sound of the piano and the singing, their savages and our equally delicate souls, without the slightest concealment, became even more moving.

Full of sensitive poetry and subtle resentment, such a tune directly isolates the distractions of the red and earthly world, dispels the haze and reluctance of time and people's hearts, throws out the noise and glitz, so that the listener walks towards the world of the song without the slightest resistance-

A seaside plain, where the waves crash against the craggy cliffs in a serene and rhythmic manner, brings the fresh and vital breath of the sea, and also brings the three-masted ship full of cargo.

Someone stood on a hill high and looked into the distance.

In the distant sky, the long mast gradually became clearer and clearer in the field of vision, and the ship slowly moved slowly on the smooth blue sea, like an eagle falcon soaring in the blue sky.

Thousands of sails come and go, oblique veins.

Look closely, a sailboat sails into the town's old, chic harbor, and the familiar shopkeeper offers a long-lost smile and greeting, like a luscious rum gently brushing through a dry throat.

The boatman served a heavy wooden box full of spices, parsley, sage, thyme, rosemary......

When it is illuminated by the long sun, it exudes a warm and fragrant scent along with the wildflowers growing in the town.

The rich fragrance is carried by the cold and refreshing autumn wind, sweeping over the endless fields, sweeping the rivers that are about to freeze, sweeping the sea of eternal sighs, and going straight to the blood-colored remnant sun in the vast sky, as irrepressible and timeless as the longing for a distant lover.

The people on the high hill watched all this quietly, sniffing the wind full of long-lost and familiar smells in the afterglow, and a distant picture flashed in their minds.

I couldn't help but feel unspeakable melancholy and sorrow in my heart.

The memories of a person are opened.

The smell of the sea, the smell of the sun, and the fragrance of spices were all filled with the faint melancholy and sorrow of the twilight warriors, as well as the deep longing and loneliness of the soul.

Under the dark and bleak sky of autumn, the struggles, hardships and hardships of the past have become quiet, just like the color of sparse yellow leaves, and like the confusion of waking up in the morning, only the unchanging lovers blow into my mind and haunt my heart like the wind.

At this time, all the people who listened to the sound of the piano and the singing seemed to have become the people on the high hill for a while, seeing what he saw and thinking about what he thought.

Maybe everyone is lonely, and can only live alone in their own world, watching the tree of youth slowly wither.

Occasionally, someone suddenly breaks into the heart, it is like a bright light in the distance in the dark and cold night, a butterfly that is constantly chased in childhood, and the first bite of warm food when hungry, with incomparable beauty and temptation.

However, the final result is lonely after all, and this feeling can only be missed with tears.

And this nostalgia is timeless.

How many days and nights have not been forgotten.

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At the end of the song, the barrage was silent as usual.

It took a while before there was movement.

[Do any of you think that after listening to Brother Feng's Scarborough Market, although it is very sad in the middle, it feels a little weird in the end?]

[Yes, it is indeed heartfelt melancholy and sentimental in the middle, but after the end, my first feeling is not to reminisce about the tune, but to feel strange in the body. 】

[It's not weird, your words are inaccurate, it should be difficult to describe the feeling, as if there is water in the body, and then the water is still flowing. 】

[It's the feeling of the water, it's the first time I've felt this way, but I guess it's not the water but our blood flowing.] 】

[Why does Brother Feng, a song that is obviously very tender, have this effect?]

[Is there a great god who can express his feelings in poetry now?or give a detailed explanation?]

After the Scarborough Market was played, the barrage filled the screen, and they began to exchange their feelings.

Everyone felt that after listening to this song, they felt very good.

Still a feeling like I've never felt before.

Chen Qingfeng looked at the barrage and knew that this was the effect of his happiness to reach the meridians, but he didn't say anything, but smiled slightly, said a few words casually, and temporarily suppressed these things.

It's not that he deliberately wants to hide anything, it's just that he hasn't figured out how to explain it for a while.

Listening to music is brought into the atmosphere of the music, and even into the spiritual world of the creator, which can be explained.

Because it's not unusual.

But if you say that after listening to music, you can reach the meridians and pulses, make the whole person's blood and qi smooth, cure diseases when you are sick, and strengthen your body without diseases, this is a bit mysterious.

Therefore, Chen Qingfeng can only talk casually for the time being.

He wanted to explain it to his fans after he had thought of it in the future.

But at this time, the little master of the cloud came over.

"Brother Feng, how does the sound of the piano just now feel so magical, I am dancing and singing at the same time, I don't feel the class at all, but I feel more and more full of vitality, how can this be?"

She asked questions similar to those of the barrage.

"Your feeling is very accurate, my current piano sound can indeed make people's blood flow smoothly. Chen Qingfeng didn't do it as perfunctory as he had just now, and admitted it directly, "Of course, to have such an effect, the beautiful tune of the song Scarborough Bazaar is also another reason. ”

At this time, he had a flash of inspiration, and he had a little idea, and he could try to say some acceptable reasons.

"A good enough piece of music itself has the ability to harmonize the frequencies of people's body and mind. Isn't there such a thing as music therapy in medicine? But it is commonly understood that music therapy can heal the body and mind because music can soothe people's emotions and make people relax. ”

But in fact, the main reason is that the frequency of the music itself has a harmonious and harmonious coordination with our body and mind, and because of this, we can feel that the music has changed our body and mind. ”

He added the essence of the relationship between music and heaven and man, which he had just understood, to the words of explanation.

Frequency is still a very simple and common concept in life, so it is easy for everyone to understand.

"That's why. Yun Xiaozhu looked like he had suddenly realized and learned new knowledge, "Sure enough, Brother Feng knows more about music, although I have listened to this song many times, but I haven't thought of it." ”

Chen Qingfeng smiled and said, "The world is full of knowledge, and I just think a little more about it when I'm bored." ”

Although he said this, he was thinking in his heart: "Fortunately, Xue'er didn't break the habit of asking the casserole to the end, otherwise I wouldn't have let go of this question, and I really didn't know how to continue to answer." ”

"Brother Feng, do you want to say that I usually pay more attention and think more?" ”

"Good. Chen Qingfeng praised it, and then pulled the topic back to the continued performance, "The song Scarborough Market is over, let's move on to the next one." ”

"Good. The little master of the cloud directly agreed.

"Don't you really want to take a break?" Chen Qingfeng looked at the little master Yun with an excited face and asked with concern.

"Hmm. I'm in good shape now, and I don't feel tired at all. The little lord smiled and turned around as he spoke, in order to show his state.

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