The lyrics of "The Hard-to-Read Sutra" are beautiful, but they are not about romance. Instead, they are all about advising people not to chase after the beauty of illusions.
Love, hate, and infatuation are nothing but passing clouds.
The Buddhist scriptures say that people suffer from seven kinds of suffering: birth, old age, sickness, death, meeting with those we hate, separation from those we love, and failure to obtain what we desire. All these kinds of suffering are empty appearances that confuse and bind people.
All the pain, sorrow, confusion and despair of the world are caused by these seven sufferings.
These principles are all written in the lyrics, allowing people to experience, understand, and realize them for themselves, just like planting a seed and then letting it bloom into different flowers in the hearts of all living beings.
The opening lyrics talk about what people do every day: laughing at you and me for wasting all my efforts, competing for the beauty of mirror flowers, afraid that luck will pass away in the blink of an eye, and being fascinated by greed, anger, joy, hate and anger.
People are bustling about every day, using all their wits and schemes, like ants lining up an army or flies fighting for blood. What they are competing for is nothing but the emptiness like flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water.
But who doesn't have poetry and books in his heart and ink in his belly? Don't you know that those are just manifestations of greed, anger and ignorance
The following lyrics immediately gave an answer: Blame you and me for being too greedy for fame and power, blame the creatures on earth for being too beautiful, regret that we were too stubborn in our promises and vows in the past, and are obsessed with sorrow and joy, grief, resentment and jealousy.
Among them, "I wonder why all living things on earth are so beautiful" is the key word of the poem.
The next four lines of the poem turn from argumentation to lyricism, all of which are saying that "all living things are too beautiful": Ah, I can't bear to leave the dazzling world; Ah, I can't escape the comfort of infatuated love; Ah, I can't find a substitute; Ah, I can't figure out this difficult problem even if I try for my whole life.
All living beings are so beautiful, and there are so many brilliant things in this world.
Let’s not talk about power and wealth, just talk about the infatuation with the beloved. If one really wants to realize Buddhism and leave the worldly world behind, what kind of appearance can replace this longing
The difficult problem that one cannot understand in one's lifetime is not only not knowing why the worldly appearance can be so beautiful, but also not knowing how to erase the inextinguishable yearning for that beauty.
The poem is written here, and the copy part begins - the style of the poem suddenly changes, the tune suddenly becomes high, and the talent and emotion come like a narrow sky wrapping the sea: swallowing the wind, kissing the rain, and burying the setting sun; wandering around, cheating the mountains, chasing the sea, and walking on the snowy paths without despair; picking flowers and drinking wine, they make the world's madness, which cannot be prevented by these two eyes and a hundred arms or a thousand hands.
After Yang Fan finished singing, Liu Qianqian did not avoid Aunt Thirteen. She took the initiative to hug Yang Fan and kiss him.
When love comes, it is sweet.
Yang Fan didn't have the same mood and emotions as Liu Qianqian, and felt a little uncomfortable.
After a few seconds, he pushed Liu Qianqian away: "Just a kiss, it's not like we're the only two here."
"Get used to it in advance." Liu Qianqian blushed slightly, and whispered in Yang Fan's ear: "There will be many such situations in the future. I can handle it, so why can't you?"
Yang Fan was a little embarrassed. Are you talking about the situation when your sister was around, or when Aunt Thirteen was around
I don't know if the girl understood or not, but Yang Fan didn't tell her the truth. He said that he and Thirteenth Aunt had been dating for a long time, and they were not only boyfriend and girlfriend, but they just needed to get a marriage certificate and hold a wedding.
On the contrary, you and your sister are just in a pure boyfriend-girlfriend relationship with me now.
Well, it's very pure, at least medically speaking, it's very pure.
Medical examinations show that you are all pure girls.
Girls are flowers, and they are different flowers.
Otherwise, there wouldn't be such a thing as an unfaithful wife. Thirteen and the Liu sisters have very different personalities, and Yang Fan gets a very different feeling when getting along with them.
And those were the feelings he liked.
Don’t blame me, blame the beauty of all living things on earth. Yang Fan refused to admit that it was his own problem.
Aunt Thirteen came over and picked up the music score on the music stand.
She couldn't quite understand the musical notation, but she could understand the lyrics.
good words!
"Aunt Thirteen, let me take a look too." Liu Qianqian moved closer. The more she looked at her, the happier she felt.
Her boyfriend definitely wasn't after her and her sister's beauty, nor was he after their family's money.
This is an excellent quality that is hard to find in the world.
What the boyfriend should be coveting is her and her sister's hearts, and the fate of knowing each other and falling in love with each other.
Shisan also didn't think that Yang Fan was attracted by her beauty, figure and wealth. Just like what he said to Guoguo: I love Guoguo, not because she is beautiful, but because I just happened to meet her and I couldn't let her go.
Yang Fan pushed the piano stand to the corner. He would not play the piano tonight, and he didn't even plan to do anything else.
It's eleven o'clock, time to go to bed.
"Go upstairs and sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow." Yang Fan stretched out his hand and habitually wanted to put it on Shisan's shoulder to urge him, but he stopped halfway.
Liu Qianqian either hasn't accepted the fact yet, or is still too foolish to know the truth, so she has never asked Yang Fan.
Now, Yang Fan and Shisan are acting too close, so the travel plan might be ruined, or the trip would be incomplete without the two sisters from the Liu family.
"I'm not sleepy yet." Liu Qianqian was looking forward to traveling and was a little excited. It was also related to the "Difficult Sutra" she had just heard. She didn't want to sleep yet.
"Then listen to one more song and then go upstairs." Yang Fan took a step back.
Liu Qianqian really likes Yang Fan’s concessions and tolerance. This is what a good boyfriend should be.
"What song?" she asked. "Is it a new recording?"
The recording studio in Aunt Thirteen's house is the most advanced recording studio in the world, without a doubt.
The artificial intelligence here can gather the eight sounds of all existing musical instruments in the world. No matter what kind of instrumental accompaniment Yang Fan wants, he doesn't need to ask a musician to record the original sound. He can arrange all the desired accompaniments through the eight sounds.
"I recorded this by myself when I had nothing to do. It's just pure music." Yang Fan found the music he wanted to play and clicked it to play.
Therefore, Shisan and Liu Qianqian, as the first listeners, were fortunate enough to hear this piece of pure music which shocked their hearts for a long time.
From 0 to 33 seconds at the beginning, there is a clear and pleasant piano sound, which is low and depressing, with a hint of tragedy.
At 34 seconds, the melody of the whole song reaches the first level. The long melody is the prelude to the battle, and it feels like it is ready to go.
From 1 minute 15 seconds to 1 minute 57 seconds, with the sound of war drums gradually rising, the melody climbs to the second level, and a spirit of determination before battle and fearlessness of darkness comes to the fore.
1 minute 58 seconds to 2 minutes 06 seconds can be said to be the turning point of the whole song. With the help of a progressive melody, it completes the perfect connection to the climax of the music.
Then, from 2 minutes 07 seconds to 2 minutes 44 seconds, the first climax of the whole music, attack!
Break through the difficulties and shackles that hinder us!
Then, the whole song drops to a depressed stage. From this part of the music, one can imagine that the soldiers fall down one by one, the air is filled with smoke, and the tragic atmosphere becomes stronger and stronger, but an indomitable spirit is quietly brewing.
The second climax of the whole song is from 3 minutes 35 seconds to 4 minutes 15 seconds. When the goddess of victory begins to sing, a strong force bursts out. It is the final attack, the final sprint! Break through the darkness and welcome the light!
At 4 minutes and 16 seconds, the cheerful drum beats gradually rise, which is the beat of victory.
Then, silence gradually fell and the battle came to an end.
Good music always resonates with people. This song is very suitable for listening to when you are confused and at a loss, suffering setbacks and falling to the lowest point in life. It will give people a firm belief, not succumbing to difficulties, and embracing the power of light!
Among people who like to listen to music, only a small number like to listen to instrumental music.
But pure music, especially epic pure music, can give people greater shock and touch.
However, people who like pure music are mostly those who have some life experience and can calm down more easily.
People who like pure music feel that musical instruments have more soul and penetration than human voices.
In fact, many pure music adaptations into vocal music do not produce satisfactory results, and it is not because of the fans' preconceived notions.
In epic instrumental music, the metaphor that silence is better than sound is most appropriate.
"What's its name?"
“City of Angels.”