At the beginning of listening, the whole person's expression and will seemed to have been fixed, forgetting all the things that bothered her. Her soul soared with the music. She danced in the air, pulled off a touch of rosy clouds in the evening to make a soft ribbon, and took off the brightest star in the middle of the night, embedded in the bun, so that it flashed in the black hair. She spins in the air, up and down. She can do anything. Until the music was over, she fell asleep on the moon. And my heart has experienced a lot, like through a long time and space, to understand a lot.
二胡的乐声是那样丰富,有时像是在为凄美的爱情哭泣,有时像是在为不幸的人群叹息,又有时像在为消沉的人鼓气,像为正在努力的人加油。
Erhu's music is so rich, sometimes like crying for the sad love, sometimes like sighing for the unfortunate crowd, sometimes like cheering for the depressed people, like cheering for the people who are working hard.
听一曲“昭君出塞”,是那样的幽怨哀婉,她是在思乡吗?我仿佛听到了轻轻的“吧嗒”声,那是昭君一颗晶莹的泪珠滴在了瑶琴上。
Listen to a song "Zhaojun goes out of the fortress". It's so sad. Is she homesick? I seem to hear the soft "Ba Da" sound, which is Zhaojun a crystal tears drop on the Yao Qin.
听一曲“寒江月”,那古老幽远的意味,那浓浓的乡土味,让我想到了余秋雨描述的黑龙江,想到了“霜冷长河”,一样生寒的水,一样寂静的夜,一样清冷的月,一样温暖的人心。
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