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Volume 3 Voyage The World Is a Circle Chapter 45 "Snow Mountain"

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    When you walk out of the Dawa family¡¯s tent, you can see the snow-capped mountains. The Himalayas have been standing on this plateau for a long time, looking solemn!

    The singing voice of another hostess came from the distance. The high-pitched Tibetan voices blended together strangely in such a quiet plateau pasture.  Chen Mo and Xiao Lang sat side by side, watching Xiao Lang gradually close his eyes.

    The face is peaceful!  Then he slowly hummed the Tibetan song that Dawa had just sung. Of course, there were no lyrics, it was just a tune, but Chen Mo seemed to sound the same.

    "You can remember it after listening to it once?" Chen Mo's eyes widened.

    Xiao Lang did not respond to her, but the song gradually changed, and the meaning of praying to God gradually weakened. The direction of worship in the song seemed to change to the snowy mountain in front of him, with the white-capped students remaining unchanged for many years, and the people at the foot of the mountain.  They come and go, live and die, the clouds on the mountainside disperse and gather, gather and disperse again, and the wind that fills the world brings the fishy smell of the sea, the heat of the tropics, and the dryness of the desert.

    This mountain is still like this, silent and indifferent!

    Xiao Lang felt that he understood the word "empty" in Buddhism. It was a secular understanding, not the sudden enlightenment of becoming a Buddha. On the plateau at an altitude of 4,000, with an unobstructed view, there was only a snow mountain in his eyes, filled with everything.  white!

    Chen Mo didn¡¯t know what Xiao Lang was thinking, but the music in Xiao Lang¡¯s mouth gradually became so different to her ears.  Dawa's Tibetan song is simple, but it is just the blind admiration of the unknown existence by the ignorant ancestors. However, Xiao Lang stripped off the simplicity and remoteness and filled it with a snow mountain!

    When she closed her eyes and listened to the tones in Xiao Lang's mouth, she found that the snowy mountain had actually changed into the face of a person, Xiao Lang himself!  Or looking at the white clouds on the Sichuan-Tibet line, or singing folk songs in the tent of Dawa's family, or even appearing solemnly at the press conference on Michael's death, and the radiant stage in Korea at that time Chen Mo  There are flashes and flashes in my mind, but it seems that I can't escape from a cage. It is the heaviness of Tibetan music that has been passed down for thousands of years extracted from time!

    Emotions were constantly squeezed out but could not be released. Chen Mo felt his cheeks slowly turning red.

    However, the tone in Xiao Lang's mouth changed again, and the intermittent attempts strangely removed the pause in Chen Mo's thoughts. This time it was a wisp of cool wind, blowing down from the top of the snow-capped mountains, breaking through the gloomy mist.  Blow away the mist entangled by neon and electronic music

    "Huh!" Chen Mo had the illusion that he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief!

    Stopped suddenly!

    "Is this?" Chen Mo's eyes widened. The prototype of "Nightmare" was formed in the dormitory of Girls' Generation. Today, on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, Chen Mo witnessed the birth of another magical melody alone!

    Similarly, it is also incomplete, but unlike "Nightmare", all its skeleton and essence already exist. It only takes a little time to give him a suitable word, and everything is no longer a problem!

    "Does it sound good?"

    Chen Mo was stunned, of course this was a wonderful song, but when faced with this question, she instinctively hesitated, and seemed not to be so willing to give a neat answer!

    Finally, she decided to tell Xiao Lang about this inexplicable feeling, "Intellectually, it tells me that it is very good, and my feeling also tells me that few songs can bring such a touching feeling to the soul! However, I am very  It¡¯s hard to give a ¡®good¡¯ evaluation in your first reaction, I don¡¯t know why?¡±

    Xiao Lang exhaled and showed a big smile, "Because this song is actually a cage. No matter how rich the emotions are inside, no matter how unstoppable the emotions inside are, subconsciously, you are following  I know that everything is in a cage, just like a fish waiting for death. No matter how much you sing and jump in the tank, it can't change the final result! Therefore, when jumping, there is inevitably a trace of  The unwillingness hidden in the deepest part!"

    "Then why not break this cage?" Chen Mo looked at Xiao Lang, "You are not a fish, and I am not a fish. As long as this cage is broken, wouldn't it be a perfect song?"

    Xiao Lang grinned, "If the cage is broken, the world will be too big for you and me. In such a big world, what emotions can make us feel such crazy feelings? None!"

    Chen Mo was stunned for a while, and then whispered for a long time, "Can't we break it at the end? Even if it's just a ray of light coming through, getting into his eyes"

    "Maybe" Xiao Lang looked at the distant mountains, "Isn't the song not over yet? Maybe when we go to Qinghai-Tibet, there will be a ray of sunshine for me to see."

    Xiao Lang¡¯s tone was full ofFull of expectations, but Chen Mo heard an irresistible determination. If there was no sunshine on the journey to Qinghai-Tibet, this song would be what it is today, allowing millions of people around the world to listen to his song.  , get into the cage

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    Fortunately, when Chen Mo saw the Tibetan antelope, she almost clapped like a little girl. She stubbornly believed for no reason that this was the ray of sunshine. When she looked at Xiao Lang and the smile on his lips, she let her  More and more determined!

    "What an elf from the plateau!" Indeed, these smart creatures stepped on Xiao Lang's heart. The song was complete at this moment. It was not a ray of sunshine outside the cage, but the eternal longing for beauty in the heart.  The yearning and praise that never disappear!

    When we got off Qinghai-Tibet, Chen Mo was still driving, and Xiao Lang took a pen and paper to form a visible piece of music from those nagging feelings and those magnificent and unpredictable fantasies. This is the greatness of the composer.

    Every imaginative person has the most magnificent and wonderful images in his mind. A piece of music may be a tree, a rainbow, or a white cloud in his mind, but on the music score, it is just a few symbols!

    What kind of combination can reproduce the tree, the rainbow, and the white clouds?  This is the difference between a great composer and a mediocre composer.

    Fortunately, when it comes to composing, our pink Xiao Lang is even more terrifying than his talent in singing!

    All his works have always been praised for showing perfect artistic conception and emotions!

    It only took them ten days to go to Qinghai-Tibet, which allowed Xiao Lang to finally form a work with both lyrics and music, called "Snow Mountain", a very special, strange and out of place name.

    ¡°Would you like to sing to you?¡± The efficient guy asked Chen Mo when the car was parked at a hotel in Chengdu, Sichuan.

    Chen Mo didn¡¯t even look back, ¡°I want to sleep!¡±

    So, we are left with Xiao Lang, who has a sullen face, a confused mind, and a lot of frustrations, and this song "Snow Mountain" that was disliked when it was first released!

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