238 singing and chanting, the beauty of Chinese culture
[238, shallow singing and chanting, the beauty of Chinese culture]
The students in the classroom whispered discussions.
"I have loved the beauty of Chinese since I was a child, especially the poetry and songs, the language is concise, and it has a unique charm!"
"I too, I have liked poetry since I was a child, because poetry can use concise language, rich imagery and exquisite and strict rhythm to implicitly express people's rich thoughts and feelings."
There was even a foreign student who said in broken Chinese:
"I like the poetry of the Dragon Kingdom very much, I like the traditional culture of the Dragon Kingdom, so I came to study in the Dragon Kingdom, the people of the Dragon Kingdom have a civilization of 5,000 years, splendid and long, really amazing!"
Hearing the discussion of his classmates, Su Qingyun smiled and praised:
"It seems that the students are very fond of traditional culture and poetry and songs, but you don't know enough about it!"
Su Qingyun stood on the podium and talked eloquently.
"First of all, you have to understand, why did the ancients like to write poetry? Because in ancient times, poetry was the equivalent of popular music today. โ
"Of course, in ancient times, poetry was not only popular music, poetry was also a literary genre at that time, it was a special language, which could express the poet's emotions vividly."
When Su Qingyun said this, he stopped, turned around and wrote on the blackboard:
"Remembering Qin'e and Loushanguan"
"The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost and the morning moon. Frost and the moon, the sound of horses' hooves is broken, and the sound of trumpets is swallowed (yรจ). โ
"Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now we are stepping forward from the beginning. From the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the remnant sun is like blood. โ
After writing, Su Qingyun turned his head to look at the students in the audience, moved his eyebrows and said:
"This is a song "Remembering Qin'e Loushanguan" composed by Ren Fei's old man at his house two days ago, which classmate can sing it in public?"
After finishing speaking, classmates, you look at me and I look at you, but I didn't open my mouth.
After a while, a female classmate mustered up the courage to stand up and read the song "Remembering Qin'e".
Su Qingyun nodded quietly and asked downward:
"Do you think this classmate's recitation is good?"
The students didn't know what Su Qingyun wanted to do, and stared at the podium in a daze.
Su Qingyun shook his head and said with a slight smile:
"Everyone, pay attention, I just asked this classmate to sing this song "Remembering Qin'e", but this classmate is obviously reading aloud, although the voice is good, but it has lost its ancient flavor."
"Poetry is mainly chanting, the text is mainly reciting, and the words are mainly singing, the so-called poetry should chant its meaning, the text should recite its words, and the words should sing its voice. or passionate, or mournful, or graceful, or elegant......"
"It is precisely because no one is singing poetry today, and even these singing methods are almost lost, so you cannot feel the charm of traditional culture."
Su Qingyun shook his head and sighed, his voice full of deep regret.
And the female classmate rolled her eyes, raised her hand and said:
"Teacher Su, if you can write such a classic poem, you must know how to sing, can you sing it to us, let us feel the charm of traditional culture?"
The female classmate smiled slyly at Su Qingyun as she spoke, who let Su Qingyun just say that she didn't recite well, hmph, women are very vindictive.
Su Qingyun looked at the female classmate and pouted, and said with a faint smile:
"Since the students want to listen to the lyrics, then I will sing to everyone."
As a professional singer, singing is a forte.
Su Qingyun stepped off the podium, walked slowly, and chanted softly as he walked:
"The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called frost and the morning moon. Frost and early moon, the sound of horses' hooves is broken, and the sound of trumpets is swallowed. Xiongguan Mandao is really like an iron ......"
Everyone can hear every sentence and every word clearly, but the intonation and sentence breaks are very special.
Each word is chanted in a special tone, the speed and speed are different, and the middle of the sentence sometimes pauses and accelerates, accompanied by each word into the ear, as if the meaning of the word is clearly showing in his brain.
The entire auditorium was completely silent, so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard, and everyone was immersed in the atmosphere created by Su Qingyun.
Towering mountains, geese in the sky, and the remnant sun is like blood......
Such an artistic conception is heroic and desolate, which is daunting.
Looking at everyone's fascinated expressions, Su Qingyun scratched his head and said secretly in his heart:
Singing a random song made them stunted, and it seems that this teacher is also very relaxed! โ
Thinking like this, Su Qingyun was in a more comfortable mood, and coughed lightly, breaking the crowd that was immersed in the atmosphere he created.
"What do you think of the lyrics?"
Hearing Su Qingyun's question, the students sighed one by one.
"It's amazing, it's so charming, it's much better than the pop songs now."
"This artistic conception is so sad, I was directly shocked when I heard it." A female classmate said with some trepidation.
"Alas, if my Chinese teacher in elementary school had the level of 1/10 of Su Shen, I wouldn't be unable to memorize poetry!"
"Is this what the ancients sang? It's amazing, just listening to it can feel the special charm in the words. โ
"Teacher Su sings so well! It's amazing! โ
The students who came to their senses talked about their feelings, but this unusual style gave them a special enjoyment.
At this moment, anyone who hears Su Qingyun's lyrics can clearly feel the artistic conception in the lyrics.
It's amazing!
"Teacher Su, did you cast a spell just now? Why do we understand the meaning of this poem as we listen? โ
"yes, it's like there's a picture in front of me."
"It's incredible! It's like being hypnotized. โ
Hearing the questions of his classmates, Su Qingyun smiled faintly:
"I just restored the singing voice of the ancients in its original form, this is the charm of traditional culture!"
Su Qingyun walked in the classroom and said:
"The most important role of language is expression, and culture is art precipitated on the basis of expression, and it is a kind of shouting voice. Ancient poems, lyrics, songs, and today's vernacular are all art forms of expression. โ
"In the ancient Tang Dynasty, it was the heyday of the development of poetry, and the ancient Song Dynasty was the heyday of the development of words."
At that time, the most elegant way of communication between literati was to chant poems and sing lyrics, to meet friends with words, to communicate with hearts with poems, and to talk about love with words. This is the charm of traditional culture, but with the development of the times, although many poems have been handed down, the method of chanting has gradually been lost, so if we can't really feel the charm of traditional culture, then how can we talk about cultural revival? โ
The eyes of all the students in the classroom were firmly fixed on Su Qingyun, listening attentively to Su Qingyun's explanation.
They were shocked by Su Qingyun's profound cultural skills!
They were intoxicated by Su Qingyun's profound knowledge and knowledge!