Journey to the West: I am entertaining in Datang

The sky is long, you have experienced the test of wind and rain; over the mountains and mountains, you have crossed the edge of life and death; you waved your wings towards the warmth, you soared into the sky, letting the light of life shine everywhere.

Swan geese! You are the sons and daughters of the grassland, and you are the pride of the Turkic people!The Turkic dances are hearty and elegant.

While dancing, Ashinayan thought of a lot...

On the barrage in the live broadcast room, thoughts and comments kept flying up.

"Cool and early summer, quiet Liangqiu in winter, gentle depths, misty fog, frost and bleakness, desolate snow, a cup of tea, some dreams.

The simple form of these sound wave vibrations will give people such a wonderful feeling that people have to admire the magic weapon of nature and artistic charm.

It's really beautiful, Turkic is indeed a dance paradise, think about those classics!

"Blue Bard" is full of passion and unyielding, "Paradise" is soothing and tranquil, "Swan Lake" is melodious, "Skyside" is sonorous and tense, and "Falling Flowers" is bleak and sad.

These have become familiar melodies to the soul of the masses, and there, exist in the world of my own sound.

And when "Fiery Red Sarilang" is light and comfortable, "Turkic Love Song" is soft and seductive, and "Yushui Martinez" is light and lively...

Whenever you are confused and hesitant, you just have the ears of light music, and all the quick cuts in your heart will quietly disappear, and the wandering slowly will never end. "

"The one upstairs is very knowledgeable! Great!"

"Melting the moon, light wind, love of swan geese, showing the singer's inner world in a unique way, hunting the west wind, the sound of nature, their voice is an indispensable method.

Cheerful bird soaring in the sky, you may already smell the breath of spring?

You may have discovered what a grand and gorgeous nature is, thanks to the lapping waves of the ocean?

From the chirping of swan geese in the air, you may have heard what is the nature of homesickness and melancholy?

Slow down, stop and listen, you can discover the beauty of nature, let the sound of nature benefit from infinite benefits. "

"···"

These bullet screens appeared quickly, but they were pushed up quickly, and the posts were simply maxed out.

Once the Hongyan song is sung, the touching and sad lyrics, the ups and downs of the melody, the melodious and vigorous sound of the Matouqin, and the desolate and ethereal Humai chant, whether it is the audience at the scene or the people in the live broadcast room,

All resonated strongly.

Swan goose, return to the north, take my thoughts with me, the singing is far away, the sound of the piano is trembling, and the spring on the grassland is warm.

Hongyan, to the sky, how far away is the sky, drink up the wine and fill it up again, if you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return it.

Drain the wine and fill it up again. If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return it.

It seemed that several years had passed, and the audience was so intoxicated by the song that the song was over before they recovered.

The sound of the matouqin still seemed to be echoing in my ears, and the beautiful dance seemed to be still in front of my eyes, but there was no sound on the stage.

(To be continued)

Chapter 1123 No One Can Read

Nirimat finished the interpretation of the song, and together with Ashinayan bowed to the instructor and the audience. People couldn’t see enough, they shouted in unison:

"Sing it again! Don't stop!"

The voice of the invisible host sounded: "Everyone, this is a competition, not a performance. Please keep quiet!"

The audience stopped, but there was still resentment in their eyes.

Fortunately, mobile phones are developed now. Although recording video is not allowed on site, it is allowed in the live broadcast room!

Almost immediately, the audience in the live broadcast room posted the recorded video on the forum.

For a while, the forum became popular again.

"Is this the swan goose? The dancer is Princess Tang?"

"It's so good, there is no one, this is my favorite song!"

"Turk is such a good place, not only the scenery is beautiful, but also such beautiful songs!"

"What should I do, I really want to go to Turkic, do you have any friends who form a group?"

While posting, they pay more attention to the song itself.

A netizen named Hongyan’s hometown person posted:

"Talk about the story behind the unknown swan goose:

One autumn, on a stormy night, in the home of a Turkic herdsman, accompanied by bursts of thunder and the sound of rain, a healthy baby boy was born.

He is the creator of the song Hongyan, Niri Maiti.

As early as when he was very young, the Turkic king, that is, Ashinayan's father, sent a special person to choose the next Turkic king with potential from the people.

After all, Ashinayan is a girl, especially after marrying in Datang, she can hardly return to Turkic.

And the aging Turkic king always has to find a suitable successor.

After strict screening, the Turkic king and ministers all selected the five-year-old Nirmat as the reincarnated soul boy protected by Turkic.

He was invited to live in the camp of the Turkic king and learn to manage the affairs of the clan.

From then on, Nirmat began his brilliant but short life journey.

He has learned and mastered many languages ​​and Turkic classics.

Over the years, it has been the expectation and concern of his relatives that have pushed him to continue learning.

When Nirimaiti's younger sister married far away in the Ordos area on the south bank of the Yellow River.

The siblings began a long separation.

Because of the long distance, they could not see each other from time to time, so the two could only express their missing through letters, but the younger sister couldn't write, so it was very troublesome to find someone to read and write a letter.

The younger sister's strong homesickness and state made her mother-in-law dissatisfied, and the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law became a little tense over time.

The younger sister could only write a letter to her elder brother, Nirimaiti, about the melancholy in her heart.

The elder brother can only comfort the younger sister to learn to be patient and pay attention to family unity, and properly handle the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Life is a long road, so we must cherish and work harder.

The letters between the two brothers and sisters are like swan geese, traveling from south to north, returning in autumn and returning in spring, and they can only go back and forth once a year.

Once, the younger sister took her husband-in-law and children back to her natal home to visit relatives. On the way, she came to the Turkic king's tent to visit her elder brother.

The same strong homesickness in Nijmaiti's heart began to surge and became uncontrollable.

After the Turkic king heard the news, he took his sister and family to live in the palace, and arranged for Nirimaiti to go down the mountain to reunite with his sister.

Although the younger sister is eager to return home, she still misses her brother. After thinking about it, she still chooses to stay and have a little reunion with her brother.

Seeing his younger sister, Niri Maiti had mixed feelings. On the one hand, he wanted to catch up with her, and on the other hand, he hoped that her sister would go back to reunite with her parents as soon as possible.

After drinking for three rounds, the Turkic king solemnly invited Nirimaiti to play the piano and sing. Nirimaiti no longer declined at this time, and improvised a new song called Hongyan.

The sound of "Hongyan" appears repeatedly in the song-this is his affectionate call!

Then, singing again and again, and plucking the strings involuntarily, the tide of emotion rushes out with the singing and the sound of the piano, and soon merges into an ocean of deep feelings:

White swans roam the depths of Weihu Lake, and all relatives and friends gather before a banquet.Bless each other, be sincere, toast and drink together, and the friendship will remain unchanged.

This song is full of deep affection for my sister and family, gratitude to the Turkic king, and reluctance for a short reunion.

The song is melodious, desolate, touching and evocative.

Since then, swan goose has been widely circulated among the people as a banquet song.

The younger sister's mother-in-law heard the song later and was also deeply affected, and she and his younger sister settled their suspicions and lived in harmony. "

Once this long post was posted, it received tens of thousands of likes.

It seems that this story has deeply infected netizens, and the friendship between Nirimat and his sister is even more impressive.

Sisters and brothers who grew up together, but finally separated, this is really unbearable.

In the Tang Theater.

On the stage, Nijmaiti couldn't calm down for a long time.

He sang the songs he wrote, and his feelings were even more indescribable.

Every time I sang Hongyan, my sister's face would appear in front of my eyes, and the feeling of longing would naturally flow out.

This makes his singing more contagious.

"Say something," said the audience, as if they didn't want to let them leave the stage like this.

"say what?"

Nirimaiti was a bit introverted and not good at words, but he finally said something under everyone's expectation.

"Just say it, about this song, about your story!"

"This is against the rules!"

Before Nijmaiti could answer, the voice of the invisible host sounded.

"This is on-site canvassing. If the singer just now was also canvassing on the spot, it would be fair. It's a pity not."

The audience at the scene was also silent. Yes, the singer just sang very well. The memory always makes me want to cry. Ao Bing also put all his emotions into singing, and even brought back the memories of the leader of Tongtian, which made him feel sad.

If Ao Bing hadn't canvassed votes on the spot and Niri Maiti violated the rules, the game would be too unfair.

The audience are all reasonable people, so they no longer make unreasonable demands.

However, a voice still sounded, a bit abrupt, but it satisfied everyone's thoughts.

"Let the princess say something!"

This voice seemed to ignite the fireworks of hope, filling the hearts of the audience with hope.

The invisible host did not stop him, but encouraged him: "Concubine Ashina Yan, can you satisfy the audience's request?"

Ashinayan nodded, restrained the Yingran in her eyes, and said a little desolately:

"The sense of desolation in the song is very easy to move people, and it evokes people's nostalgia for their hometown.

Every time I hear "Swan Goose", I turn back and forth and feel very complicated, as if reminding us: Time flies, we must learn to cherish the people in front of us, and don't wait until there is no one to read or homeless. "

This sentence really hurt my heart. Tang Wang Li Shimin and Empress Wende, who were sitting in the mentor's seat, looked unnatural.

(To be continued)

Chapter 1124 Intermission

"Time flies, I hope that the audience will learn to cherish the people in front of them, and don't wait until there is no one to read and no home to return to."

This sentence really hurt my heart. Tang Wang Li Shimin and Empress Wende, who were sitting in the mentor's seat, looked unnatural.

Empress Wende was better, especially Li Shimin, who couldn't hold back the expression on his face.

He clearly knew what Ashinayan meant, and he also knew Ashinayan's love and sadness for him over the years.

It was the heartbreaking despair again and again, and the hope of giving up after despairing of Li Shimin.

She is clearly warning that the flowers can be broken when they bloom, don't wait until there are no flowers to break the branches, and don't wait until you lose it before regretting it.

However, knowing this, for an emperor like him, Li Shimin would definitely choose the latter in the face of love for his sons and daughters and great achievements.

What's more, his most beloved woman is sitting beside him.

As for concubines and concubines, sometimes they are just used by emperors for marriage or for appearance.

Ashinayan on the stage was still very melancholy, she murmured and continued:

"Long and winding, straight to the heart, this song of Hongyan is like a person, with a glass of wine, facing the sky alone, and thinking about the past.

Looking hard into the future, is there really a rainbow hanging in heaven..."

The bleakness in her voice made the audience feel very uncomfortable, as if they were grabbing something again.

Finally, Ashinayan called the curtain call and stepped off the stage.

"Everyone, it's halftime now. After half an hour, the voting will begin."

The singer's performance was too affectionate, and the hearts of the audience were overloaded. If they didn't rest, would they die suddenly?