The clear and translucent piano keys are rushing through the gurgling mountains like cold spring water, the melodious and melodious violin strings are like the sparse morning sun, penetrating the layers of trees and falling all over the ground, and the thick and moving cello strings are like a cold fog. Surging and rolling in the dense jungle, the cheerful and happy melody made gold, green and red intertwined, and slowly spread out in front of the eyes like a dream, and the corners of the mouth rose slightly like this.
"Arthur, you're halfway down." Edith couldn't help complaining.
Arthur pulled the bowstring intently without raising his eyes. "I'm not flat, Edith!"
"I think you're down." Edith said persistently.
Arthur stopped and glared at Edith, "You are in charge of playing the violin, then take care of your own part, and leave the cello part to me, okay?"
Edith rolled her eyes, "Only if you can take good care of it."
This time, Arthur did not continue to refute, both of them fell silent, pulling the strings attentively, but out of the corner of their eyes, both of them were projected in the direction of Renly, and there was a faint unease in the depths of their eyes - although they He also knew that there was no need to look at Ren Li's wink, but the memories of his childhood couldn't help but return to his body again.
"Arthur, you took an eighth of a beat; Edith, you're halfway up."
When Renly's voice came, Arthur and Edith both nodded and began to adjust their performances. Because they hadn't touched an instrument for many years, it was inevitable that they were a little rusty, and the rhythm and pitch did not match accurately.
Here's the fun part, if it's Renly's opinion, they take it for granted; but if it's Arthur and Edith's opinion - and even Elf's opinion, their first reaction is give a rebuttal. Gradually, it seems to have become a physical habit and a mental formula.
Because when I was learning an instrument as a child, and when I was rehearsing for an ensemble, Renly was always right, pitch, rhythm, pitch, timbre, everything—not that Renly couldn't go wrong, but that he was always right. Being able to realize where the mistakes are and correct them in time, his comprehension and expressiveness have been recognized by the tutor again and again, which has become a kind of inertia, including Elf, they are used to Renly as standard.
This is a sense of joy, which is innate and can be cultivated or improved. But if there is a lack of talent, it will take ten times or even a hundred times of effort to make up for it. It can't be cultivated the day after tomorrow, and the gap in talent is fatal.
When Fletcher was filming "The Bursting Drummer", Fletcher could capture even the slightest difference in one-sixteenth of a beat, and he couldn't escape his ears if it was faster or slower. The explosive scenes with deviation in rhythm left a deep impression on all the staff at the shooting site.
There is a small detail in it: how does Renly present the "faster and slower" playing effect
Everyone, including Damien Chazelle, thought Renly didn't do it, and it all depended on the later dubbing to fit in. Only a true professional drummer can do it perfectly, even if it's fast or slow. The detail of a sixteenth beat can be done; the truth is that Renly can, and while he can't hit the ultra-high frequency of 400 hits, his mastery of rhythm is innate. This kind of skill, he relied on his own ability to complete the scene, truly interpreting the phrase "no madness can't live".
The same is true now.
Both Arthur and Edith subconsciously made adjustments based on Renly's standard.
This made the corners of Renly's mouth rise slightly, "Relax, just relax. We don't have an ensemble performance next, so there's no need to be too nervous."
Arthur and Edith both rolled their eyes in protest to Renly in this way.
"Edith, 'Nearer-My-God-To-Thee'." After one piece, Renly's voice came from the side, and then the piano stopped.
Edith noticed that both Renly and Arthur's gazes were projected towards her, she paused for a moment, then tilted her head, "Renly, you know, I always catch the first tone. No, why don't you just cut through your piano like that?"
This made Renly laugh dumbly, "Although we've all grown up, some things haven't changed, have they?"
"God With Us" is not a classical symphony but a poem, composed in 1840 by an English lady named Sarah-Adams who was a stage A playwright, a music creator, a poet, and a writer, at the age of thirty-five, she wrote this poem inspired by "Genesis", which was not widely circulated at the time.
It was not until 1856, eight years after Sarah's death, that Lowell-Mason completed the composition and evolved into a string quartet, which became widely popular and loved, and was repeatedly used in the choir. Sing, and then spread to the United States. In September 1901, the then U.S. President William McKinley (Wiiliam-Mley) was assassinated. Because he loved this song very much during his lifetime, it appeared as the soundtrack for the state funeral, which was further known to the general public.
According to the memoirs of the survivors of the Titanic, on April 10, 1913, the so-called unsinkable Titanic hit an iceberg and sank. Before the ship collapsed, the band members who played for the VIP restaurant still stood on the deck and played The song "God is with us", hoping to bring some peace and comfort to everyone, but in the end, the cruise ship was destroyed, and more than 1,500 people died in the depths of the Atlantic Ocean.
In 1997, when James Cameron filmed "Titanic", he vividly restored this scene, which also made "God with us" more widely known.
In fact, before the release of "Titanic", the Hall family had played this piece many times. The original piece was a string quartet with two violins and two cellos. Various musical instruments are combined into different styles, and the piano is the main melody, giving the movement a more gentle and delicate texture.
More than ten years later, it seems that not much has changed.
Looking back, Ren Li's fingertips landed on the black and white piano keys. The soft and cold musical symbols were flowing, like a sleeping angel slowly spreading his wings. The holy light sprinkled down and filled the whole room, making people I couldn't help but close my eyes and let myself wander.
Like an early autumn afternoon, the sky high and far outside the window glowed a light blue, and the sparse sunlight was flowing through the swirling maple leaves. A large halo of light blurs all the scenery, outlines unreal outlines, and gradually makes people fascinated like a mirage, and then blurs the line between reality and illusion.
Sitting cross-legged on the wooden floor next to the balcony, he carried out all the books on the bookshelf and placed them in disorder in every corner of the line of sight. Be smart, and then turn on the gramophone to play a vinyl record. Those melodious melodies wrap yourself in the happiness of doing nothing, you can hide in the corner and sit lazily on the things you like, and spend the whole afternoon like this, happy It's a little unreal, but it becomes sad as time slowly passes.
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The happier you are, the more reluctant you are to give up; the happier you are, the more sad you are.
Unable to help, Edith's eyes warmed slightly. She didn't dare to look at Renly. Her face was slightly pale because of her illness. The skin reflected in the sunlight was slightly transparent, as if it might disappear at any time. In the air, nothing was real, she wanted to reach out and touch Renly, but she was afraid she would pass through the shadow, and then the dream would wake up like this, and she would never see Renly again.
Such an idea had just popped up in her mind, and Edith couldn't help but panic.
Everyone saw the brilliance and success of Renly, but not the fragility and weariness of Renly—
Forced to support the sick body and insisted on propaganda in the magic capital, but encountered such a stormy sea. Admittedly, a mere cold doesn't seem to matter at all. For public figures living in the spotlight, this is a basic work ethic. They enjoy those stars and attention. They enjoy super high income and super treatment, and at least they should pay back. Fan support, isn't it? But who can really understand the pressure on the shoulders of public figures
If there is an accident at Pudong Airport, will Renly be indifferent
If there was a crash on the highway, Renly might also be involved.
If the hotel false alarm does trigger bad consequences, Renly will also be the target of thousands of people.
Praise and criticism, glory and burden, support and opposition... These are all two sides of the same body as a public figure, and Renly knows all of this clearly. He has always given back to the society dutifully, but he is also an ordinary person, and he has His own troubles and limits, he also has his own emotions and problems. Occasionally, just very occasionally, he also wants to be vulnerable for a moment, find a support, and then unload all the burdens.
Renly never complained or vented, he just endured it silently because it was the path he chose, even on his knees, he would stick to it; he just needed a little time and space to breathe now, Just a little bit, let him secretly be vulnerable for a moment.
Edith looked back in a panic, closed her eyes, stopped the tears in time, then pulled the bowstring and joined Renly, the melodious and graceful melody began to fly wantonly, and then Arthur's cello strings also Join in, let the tired and distressed soul find a place to rest for a while, and take off all the armor alone and lonely.