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(a)

Kaohsiung is not a person who likes pop music. However, there is one song that is an exception.

This song is "The-Mass".

The song "The-Mass" was composed by a French modern orchestra called Era. "The-Mass" inherits the musical characteristics that Eric Levi has been learning from since his debut album "Era", and is a unique fusion of pop, rock and classical music, and after cutting off the branches and leaves, with a large number of percussion and symphonic instruments, plus a majestic and serious chorus of male voices, to produce an extremely simple and powerful musical style.

It is with the well-known German musician Karl? Like Carl-Orff's acclaimed Carmina-Burana (Bran poems), the basic melodies are derived from medieval French religious music in Germany.

With the growing influence of France in Western Europe in the eighteenth century, French became popular among the upper classes of European countries, and French music and songs were widely played and sung in Germany.

In 1803, the discovery of a large number of ancient volumes of poetry and drama in the Bran Abbey in Upper Bavaria, Germany, caused a stir in the world of thought, academia and art.

These poems and plays, written in French, in difficult medieval Latin and in ancient Middle High German, were first written by the French wandering poets who emigrated to Bavaria in the 13th and 14th centuries, and later brought together a large number of itinerant scholars and clergy from England, France, and Germany.

The poems of Bran epitomize the popular creative style of the wandering poets of medieval Europe.

The poems vary in theme and style, ranging from drinking songs, solemn love poems, and indulgent love songs, to religious and pastoral lyric poems, to satirical poems against churches and governments.

In 1847, the German scholar Schmeeller compiled it into "The Poetry of Bran" and published it.

Cal? In 1935, when Orff was studying French medieval music, he was so moved by the reading of the poems of Bran that he adapted them with the psalms to give new and eternal life to this strange psalm with a bold and passionate music.

Orff's magnum opus, The Poetry of Bran, completed in 1936, is a secular song composed for solo and chorus, accompanied by instrumental music and fantastic stage scenes. This magnificent work premiered in Frankfurt, Germany, on June 8, 1937. It transports people to a completely different world, and its exotic style and magical music awaken a certain primal restlessness in human nature with incredible power.

Ever since Kaohsiung heard the song on the stereo of Kun Zhong's house once, he has been enthusiastically fond of it.

On his car stereo, there's only this one song. He especially likes to play the song as he drives fast along the highway, so that the song has a sonorous and powerful strong rhythm to accompany the speeding of the scenery outside the car window.

He felt that it was very enjoyable and exciting.

When I heard the song in his car, I immediately understood why it had such an unstoppable appeal to Kaohsiung.

Its temperament and Kaohsiung's temperament are really a perfect match.

It, as it sounds, was written for Kaohsiung personally!

Every part of Kaohsiung, from body to soul, resonates with the strong sense of power and ruggedness in this song!

(b)

After Jackie said goodbye to his room at Hilton.

It was early in the morning Beijing time. Even when I couldn't fall asleep, I sat on the bed and opened the first page of the thread-bound book "The Sutra of the Bhikshus".

Kaohsiung drove his endlessly luxurious, extremely avant-garde concept sports car onto the highway.

As always, he turned on the car stereo, turned the volume up to the maximum, and looped "The-Mass" in a deafening, high-decibel single.

He looked at the scenery outside the window like the wind, and all kinds of desires, experiences, relationships, and emotions in this life showed their true colors.

All of this is flying away.

He turned left and right, skilfully navigating the torrent of bustling cars, and then, straight to the end of his life.

He turned off all contact information, including the vehicle's GPS positioning system.

He first severed all ties with the world.

No one knew what was going on in his mind along the way.

I only know that he has been listening to the roar of this song all the way.

(c)

The-Mass Lyrics (Latin):

era-semper-crescis

Sometimes it's in good times

aut-decrescis

Sometimes in adversity

vita-detestabilis

That's how abominable life is

nunc-obdurat

Now it seems difficult

et-tunc-curat

It's easy in an instant

ludo-mentisaciem

It's a game of will

nunc-obdurat

Now it seems difficult

et-tunc-curat

It's easy in an instant

ludo-mentis-aciem

It's a game of will

egestatem

Lowly

potestatem

Rich

dissolvit-ut-glaciem

It all melts like ice water

divano

Hovine

divano-re

Divine

divano-blessi

Divine blessings

divano-blessia-divano-blessia

Divine blessings, divine blessings

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sors-salutis

Often, in health

et-virtutis

and virtues

michi-nunc-contraria

In a state of contradiction

est-affectus

They are affected

et-defectus

Then there was a defect

semper-in-angaria

Always in pain

hac-in-horn

This is the moment

sine-mora

No more hesitation

corde-pulsum-tangite

Keep up with your heart's pulse

divano

Hovine

divano-re

Divine

divano-blessia

Divine blessings

divano-blessia

divano

Hovine

divano-re

Divine

divano-blessia

Divine blessings

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sors-salutis

Often, in health

et-virtutis

and virtues

michi-nunc-contraria

In a state of contradiction

est-affectus

They are affected

et-defectus

Then there was a defect

semper-in-angaria

Always in pain

hac-in-hora

This is the moment

sine-mora

No more hesitation

corde-pulsum-tangite

Keep up with your heart's pulse

divano

Hovine

divano-re

Divine

divano-blessia

Divine blessings

divan-blessia

Divine blessings!

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hac-in-hora

This is the moment

sine-mora

No more hesitation

corde-pulsum-tangite

Keep your heart's pulse on the line

quod-per-sortem

It's a lifetime

sternit-fortem

Don't rely on luck

mecum-omnes-plangite

I'm going to wipe you all out!

(iv)

Kaohsiung drove off the highway in that dazzling sports car and onto the country road.

He drove along the country road until he reached the end of a dead-end road that was still under construction.

The four fields are empty and uninhabited, and everything is quiet.

Only his car stereo was playing songs at a very powerful volume.

In the midst of the song's repetition, he opened the case in the passenger seat and pulled out the pistol he had shown me with diamonds on the handle.

He pulled out a box of bullets from the front cabinet.

He opened the safety of the pistol, took out one bullet, and loaded it into the chamber.

He picked up the pistol, rolled down the window, and pulled the trigger against the wilderness outside the window.

After a single shot, the bullet was fired smoothly and whistled out of the chamber.

Kaohsiung didn't even look at what targets it hit. That's not what he cares about. He just wanted to see if the bullet would come out of the chamber without a hitch.

He looked at the slightly heated barrel of the pistol with satisfaction and blew lightly into the barrel.

Then he took another bullet from the cartridge, he looked at it and held it to his lips.

He kissed the bullet and loaded it into the chamber as well.

He lowered his pistol. He took out the humidor and pulled a cigar out of it.

He lit his cigar and sat alone in the car, to the sound of intense music, and smoked the last cigar of his life with great pleasure one by one.

When the red glow of the cigar went out, he pressed the extinguished cigar head into the bin in the car.

He rubbed his hands together and straightened his suit and hair in the rearview mirror.

He grinned at his appearance in satisfaction.

Then, he reached out and picked up the pistol again.

He opened his mouth and shoved the barrel into his mouth.

He pressed the barrel of his gun against the roof of his jaw, pointing in the direction of his head.

He closed his eyes.

Three seconds later, he pulled the trigger.

With a thud, the whole body jumped slightly, and a faint cloud of dust smoke came out from under the tires.

Kaohsiung's half-heavenly spirit cover sprayed onto the canopy on the roof of the car, and brains and blood splattered all over the back half of the car and the driver's back.

His neck was tilted to one side, as if it had been broken from the middle.

The rest of his head was hunched against the window.

His gun-wielding hand fell down and landed next to the lever.

The pistol slipped between his lost fingers and fell to the floor of the front seat of the car.

At the same moment, across the ocean, I finished reading the last line of the Nashin Bhikshu Sutra.

All history has come to an end, and all the characters have gone.

(5)

More than two hours later, two police cars appeared on the road with a honking.

The police car stopped behind a luxury car in Kaohsiung.

Several policemen got out of the car with guns and approached the luxury car from several directions.

They saw half of Kaohsiung's head leaning against the bloody window of the car.

They cautiously opened the door from the other side.

They found his driver's certificate and identification in Kaohsiung's car.

There was a mobile phone that he had turned off and took out the battery.

While the police were doing these checks, the song "The-Mass" still reverberated in the stereo, wafting across the wilderness.

It's like Kaohsiung waving his fists in another world, letting out a self-deprecating laugh.

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