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In May, flowers bloom all over the fields, and in June, acacias fall like clouds from the sky, covering the streets and alleys in the east of the city. The girl next door in the depths of the alley burrowed into the snow-white Sophora japonica as soon as she went out, as if she was paler than the Sophora japonica.
Acacia originally blooms in May, but because the spring on the plateau comes late, its fragrance will not mature until June, and then diffuse in the sky of the city. The scent of acacia flowers is very sweet, and it is like honey in the mouth. During the Communist period in the early 1960s, half of the residents of Yunnan-Guizhou survived the years of hunger by relying on the white clouds of acacia flowers in the sky, the bracken roots on the mountains, and the Zheer roots on the ridges of the fields. At that time, the Sophora japonica in May had just sprouted snow-white rice grain-like flower buds, and they were sucked into their mouths by people. Under the acacia trees all over the street, there are hungry crowds.
Li Yao has experienced such years. When he was a child, his parents died of illness one after another (in fact, they died of starvation. They ate Guanyin soil, which made their stomachs swell, their faces were pale, and they were bedridden afterwards). In May and June, the thin orphans couldn¡¯t compete with those grown-up men, so they had to go to the tree by the river every morning, pick up the white flowers blown by the wind, blow the dust, and quickly send them to their mouths. I am full. God knows, he survived after all. When he enters adolescence, the weak child becomes a little beast that can tear and bite. For his own survival, he learns all the selfish behaviors of human beings and begins to fight for a long time.
In front of the gate of the Fire Palace is a row of tall locust trees, which have lived for hundreds of years. Some of the trees have burst, and new trees have grown from the hollows of the old trees. , the snow-white acacia flowers exude an intoxicating sweet fragrance, and the whole street is full of fragrance, and the strong fragrance permeates all the way to Chunlei Square. There is a statue of a great man in the square, which was erected at the time of his death, and it is still very majestic decades later, but there are streaks of stains on the face after the steel bars have been corroded and washed away by the rain. On the five fingertips of a raised right hand, there are always There are five sparrows resting.
Li Yao likes to stand on the third-floor terrace of the Fire Palace, looking at the great man from a distance, thinking about history and personal destiny, and occasionally waving to acquaintances on the other side of the river, imitating the gestures of the great man, and Deliberately use this as your signature action.
June nineteenth is the tenth anniversary of the Fire Palace.
In previous anniversary celebrations, lion dance teams from the four districts and eight townships would be invited to come, dancing from the front of the Fire Palace to the banks of the Nanming River, half the city could hear cheerful drumming. This year, the boss Li Yao has a new idea. He will hold a special concert of Aha and Wang Ying at the Baihua Theater on South China Road, and invite the band of the Provincial Song and Dance Troupe as accompaniment. The only condition is that after the Aha and Wang Ying concert is successfully held, they can only perform in the Palace of Fire instead of going out on the field.
In any case, this is a rare opportunity for both of them. As for being bought out by Li Yao in the future, it is an unfair condition. Let's talk about it at that time, anyway, we can't make a decision without signing the agreement.
Wang Ying understands that the purpose of Li Yao's doing this is not to make them famous and to hold them in his hands, but
This guy's thoughts couldn't be more obvious, but Wang Ying believes that he can protect Aha well.
In any case, a formal stage, a concert to show oneself, flowers and applause, is what every musician longs for. While Wang Ying is practicing new songs, he also has to write a batch of new songs for Aha. Time is running out. He will not come out to work at night, and he will write a batch of songs for Aha wholeheartedly.
Any singer who does not have original works but only covers other people's saliva songs will never stand up. Wang Ying temporarily positions Ahha as the "goddess of the forest", so he writes songs for her according to this position. Originally, for Aha's temperament and voice, this positioning is the most suitable for her. But because Yungui City is positioned as a "Forest City" in terms of tourism, if he gives her such a positioning, it may be due to geographical limitations.
But for the time being, he can't think of other better positions.
Aha also likes this position very much.
"Wouldn't it be better to be called a forest princess?" Li Yao said, subconsciously thinking that he could marry a princess but not a goddess.
Aha laughed and said, "Boss Li, a goddess is higher than a princess."
Li Yao walked away resentfully.
Together they discussed a group of songs he was about to create, which used the folk tales of the Buyi nationality and the legend of the ancient Yelang as the material, with the theme of green forest, universe, life, and dreams. When they were discussing on the terrace of the Fire Palace, Aha suddenly became very excited, jumped up and put his arms around Wang Ying's neck, coiled his legs around him like a bear, and shouted: "I want to sing this all my life, and sing forever! "
This was the first time she gave him a pure hug, a "bear hug" that she couldn't help. She is still like a child. He secretly felt that he had the ability to guide this child,??She has truly become a "forest goddess" in the singing world. He would create it with all his heart, his overwhelming love and passion for her.
He just stared into her eyes and said to her: "No, you won't just sing these, this is just the beginning"
Li Yao fake coughed a few times behind them, Wang Ying put her down and pushed her into the wicker chair and sat down.
Li Yao requested that their rehearsal must also be held in the Fire Palace. Every night, Li Yao drove a red flag car from Guizhou Hotel to Crescent Bar, then to Guanghan Palace, and finally took Aha to Fire Palace. Starting at zero o'clock, Wang Ying and Aha rehearsed on the terrace of the Fire Palace until four o'clock in the morning. During this time, Li Yao would have someone prepare an exquisite supper for them.
Every time Wang Ying came, he would see Aha praying to Nanminghe Manhe Xinghui on the edge of the terrace. He thought it had something to do with her ethnic belief, so he never bothered. Sometimes he came early and stopped playing at midnight to let her finish her prayer.
One night in early June, after Ahha finished praying for Yan Ruqing, he raised his head and saw the tall storyteller waving his arms to her from a distance by the river. She was amazed, how could the blind see her in this brightly lit high place? When did her hunchback get so straight? She has always felt that the old man is mysterious and kind, and no matter where she goes, the old man will appear there. Is the old man and her fate related?
When Aha was praying, Wang Ying carefully wiped his saxophone with a piece of burgundy gold velvet. Watching him clean his instrument, you will realize how delicate he is, with a tall body and a big Russian nose, an idealist, a person who demands perfection and pays attention to details. He carefully put the instrument back into the box, and waited for Aha to rehearse with him and sing his newly written song. Only when she sang and heard her voice, could he decide where to make and what kind of modification. He wrote for her, and he has her voice in his head, and the biggest feature of her voice is transparency, endlessness, and endlessness. His most important task is to help her form a style, not just the current beauty and freshness, but the most perfect style that can be described and supported by a certain culture, which cannot be repeated or imitated by others kind of. He felt that it was his responsibility to bring out all the strengths in her musical performance.
He waited for a while, but Aha still didn't move. He stood up and saw the old man waving his arms in the bright lights on the opposite side of the river, sign language with Ahaby. Aha has a special fondness for this old man. He put the newly written song on the music stand, and called Ahha back, but Ahha only had time to sign to him to please wait, and then rushed downstairs.
Aha flew over from the Chaoyang Bridge and arrived at the opposite river bank, and saw that the old man was indeed waiting for her. She found that the old man's eyes, which were wide open but aimless, turned out to be sparkling, looking directly at her in the night. The old man pulled her to sit under the willow tree by the river.
Ahara grabbed the old man's skirt: "Last night I dreamed that the trees on the mountain didn't bear fruit, but countless birds grew out. Mother-in-law, I know the meaning of this dream. It means that your eyes can see the sky." You're flying like a bird, aren't you? How glad you can see me!"
The old man opened his eyes wide, held her hand and said, "Girl Aha, this dream has nothing to do with my eyes. It means to tell you news from Dazhai: Lord Chieftain wants you to go back!"
The mountain people in Jinzhu Dazhai have always had the habit of calling them Master Jinding Tusi.
The voice of the old lady, who was always gentle and old, suddenly became very familiar. Aha was very surprised. He reached out and took off the old man's turban, and looked carefully: "Ah, so you are Bomo, why are you pretending to be a blind person? You come here Has it been a long time in the city? It turns out that Bumo has been following me!"
"I have been out since you left the village. You took away the souls of Master Tusi and his wife, and they sent me to take care of you. My daughter, the master knows that the young man has gone back to the south. A bird that does not love its nest is by no means a good bird. We Don't blame him. The master wants you to go back, he and his wife have already found you a handsome uncle in Swan Li Village."
"I won't go back, and I don't want to marry" Aha whispered while looking at the sparkling river.
"Girl, the variegated colors of this colorful world are like floating clouds in a blink of an eye, and the delicious food is also made of chemicals. It can't compare to the green mountains and green waters of our hometown, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers! It is like wild lilies in it, and it will always leave a fragrance. My daughter, why are you willing to leave your hometown? The young man is surnamed Wang, and his talent and appearance are all one in a hundred. He is also related to our Jin family, and he is also a descendant of King Yelang "
"Why don't I know about this Swan Li village?"
"You forgot, I took you there when I was a child. It's on the edge of the Huaxi River Canyon, backed by rolling green hills. On the left and right of the cottage are terraced fields and slopes for planting rice and vegetables. You also said to me: This village is really tall , so tall that you can grasp the white clouds in your hand."
"What else did I say?"
"You also asked me why this village is called Swan Li Village."
"Did you tell me?"
"Of course. Bumo has crossed more bridges than Ahha has traveled, and eats more salt than Ahha. Bumo can answer whatever Ahha asks."
"I forgot, then tell me again." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)Vegetable terraces and slopes. You also said to me: This stockade is really high, so high that you can hold Baiyun in your hand. "
"What else did I say?"
"You also asked me why this village is called Swan Li Village."
"Did you tell me?"
"Of course. Bumo has crossed more bridges than Ahha has traveled, and eats more salt than Ahha. Bumo can answer whatever Ahha asks."
"I forgot, then tell me about it again." (Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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