Chapter 651: Chinese Memory
The ocarina performance is Guo Ya himself, he also has some love for this piece, although it is not worth mentioning in terms of difficulty of playing, but the feeling of penetrating the soul makes him can't help but want to participate in the performance in person, this is the first time in the history of the welcome party that the teacher has personally played the show. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info only Cheng Xiaoyu knows here, originally this is an empty and lonely echo of an electroacoustic wind instrument, but in order to respond to folk music, he changed it to an ocarina with a very similar sound quality and a sense of history.
When Guo Ya came to the stage, the host Zhu Qingyan also deliberately ridiculed Professor Guo Ya. It stands to reason that generally large-scale parties are hosted by the teacher who prefers Simple, but this time in order to take care of Cheng Xiaoyu's feelings, Zhu Qingyan was deliberately used, and Simplicity lost the opportunity to become famous in one fell swoop. At this moment, she was sitting in the audience and was a little depressed in her heart, she felt that she was also lying on the gun, and this couldn't be blamed on her!
Guo Ya, who was dressed in Tang costume, didn't mind Zhu Qingyan's ridicule, took the microphone from her hand and said: "Actually, I am very honored to be on this stage today and play music for everyone. Here I would like to give special thanks to Cheng Xiaoyu, because playing music with him is a very pleasant thing, everyone has heard "Hot Girl", right?"
There was a tsunami-like echo in the gymnasium: "I've heard it!"
Guo Ya smiled and said, "I thought he would perform this today........!
The good-natured laughter in the gymnasium also rang out, and almost everyone knew about Cheng Xiaoyu and "poison".
Guo Ya also smiled and continued: "Thank you Cheng Xiaoyu for bringing so many different kinds of music to let everyone understand how vast the world of their music is, the following song "Memories of the Forbidden City" is also written by Cheng Xiaoyu, I hope it can bring you a different experience, thank you Cheng Xiaoyu again for your contribution to Chinese folk music! Thank you." ”
After finishing speaking, Guo Ya handed the microphone back to Zhu Qingyan, and walked towards the stage with the ocarina, Zhu Qingyan took the microphone and said: "Next, please enjoy Mr. Guo from the Department of Folk Music, Pei Yanchen from the Violin Department, and Duanmu Linsha from the Piano Department........ Bring you the new.age music "Memories of the Forbidden City". (BGM "Memories of the Forbidden City" Divine Thinkers, students with conditions, please watch the iQiyi video "Memories of the Forbidden City" ultra-clear version)
As soon as the words fell, all the lights in the gymnasium went out, leaving only the huge screen still on, and even the performers could not see clearly in the darkness.
In the silence came a low trumpet sound like waves, mixed with a somewhat vague Beijing accent, a faint prelude, mainly electronic sounds, interspersed with sporadic piano sounds. The red walls on the screen stand tall, and the eaves paved with golden glazed tiles are unusually gorgeous against the blue sky and white clouds.
The gentle electric sound shines in the ears of all the listeners like twinkling stars, and the lonely string song with the screen time of the rising and setting of the sun and the moon presents the cleansing years of the Forbidden City in front of the listeners.
Victor Hugo once described Notre-Dame Cathedral as a symphony of huge stones, architecture as solidified music, and every stone that is carefully stacked with love for the building is a beautiful note, because different combinations and combinations play various music. And the Forbidden City is obviously one of the most outstanding and representative architectural music in China.
As the music progresses, the audience experiences a great sense of historical vicissitudes, but time is like the morning glow and sunset, surging and endless, never stopping.
With the faint sound of the ocarina, the winter dusk, lock the old red lacquered copper ring wooden door, along the red wall, from the Yinghua Palace, Shou'an Palace, Cining Garden outside the west wall, the lens all the way to the north, the afterglow of the sunset is receding from the golden ridge of the three major halls, and then, the solemn three halls are like a longitudinally arranged fleet, sinking into the bottom of the twilight in turn. Next, the clouds are everywhere, the clouds are steaming, and time seems to have experienced a catastrophe, washing away the lead, and the colorful colors are coming and spreading brilliantly in the sky.
The white jade staircase left ancient traces, and when I looked up, I saw the dome of the blue sky and clouds telling the history of the Forbidden City. can imagine Zhu Di's high-spirited announcement of victory at the noon gate, as well as the courtiers who kowtowed during the Great Rites Discussion, and the tense atmosphere during the attack case.
Such a magnificent and magnificent music made all the audience present, goosebumps stand up, eardrums are puffed, and everyone seems to be able to hear such an echo: "I have been in the Ming Dynasty for 276 years, no harmony, no compensation, no land, no tribute, the Son of Heaven guards the country, and the king dies." ”
We can still remember in this vast music: "Those who dare to offend my strong man will be punished even if they are far away!"
Time, majestic and merciless time.
The 5,000-year-old history is changing, blood and fire are splashing all over the palace city, neighing war horses galloping in the Central Plains, swords and swords, guns and cannons roaring, which seem to be vivid. The Great Wall, the mountains are undulating, depicting the rivers and mountains picturesque, looking back on the past through hardships and dangers, the quiet sound is dull, and the surrounding face is in flames. The blood-colored remnant sun at the gaze, the rolling Yangtze River, and the splendid China being trampled by iron hooves.
But I have been in the Heavenly Empire, and I have also surrendered from all over the world, and all countries have come to the court, and I have traveled across the vast and flat rivers to conquer the shores of the Mediterranean. There is no fear of flying sand and rocks, the wind blows the flag and shouts wildly, the yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and the heart of killing the enemy is like the wind, but the heart of the world's heroes.
And all this is a vast picture of history, a spiritual universe that never grows old.
The prosperity of China allows us to quietly watch the ups and downs of history at this moment, to observe the ancient legends and the eternal glory of the troubled times.
This magnificent river and mountain, this majestic palace, this grass and tree are the pride of my Chinese sons and daughters.
This short few minutes of music took the audience to a bizarre and fantastic historical dream, and the end of the music felt proud, honorable, and painful for the audience.
"Memories of the Forbidden City" is an extremely ingenious fusion of architecture, history and music, and in a short period of time, music and images are used to bring a long historical picture through the soul of all audiences.
The stadium was lit up again, and the dome was illuminated as if it were day, and the more than 5,000 spectators gave a standing ovation in an effort to pay tribute to those who remember history.
The five people who performed the music did not bow to the audience, but bowed their heads in the direction of Cheng Xiaoyu, and the applause at this time was earth-shattering, such a majestic and devastating music is worthy of all people standing up.
Five thousand people burst into earth-shattering applause, and such a huge scene made Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't help but burst into tears.
In this life, I have no regrets in China, and I wish to plant flowers in the next life.
(This BGM is a well-deserved overlord of the architectural BGM, it's a pity that it was written by the Japanese, by the way!Fishing / Fish / Island is Chinese!) (To be continued.) )