musicians of old

Chapter 416 The Fifth Movement The Angel Tells Me (7): The Morning Bell Rings (Two in One)

The piano and the veil of the dress offset the black and cold texture through the back muscles. An and Luna, who were waiting with their knees hugged, sometimes closed their eyes slightly, and sometimes looked up at the ceiling of the hall.

This waiting is very special, aimless, irrelevant to emotions, and without demands, they just want to stay here, even though they know it will take a long time, there is no impatience.

But opposite to the long and peaceful night, there is always a trace of unexplained anxiety about the future.

Ann watched the icy blue starlight falling from the opening in the ceiling of the hall, interweaving with the faint orange light in the light box to form a slow and flowing shape.

She felt that she was dissolving something with appreciation.

Instead of appreciating the lifelike body of the dancer, but appreciating the fantasy phantom originating from her own body, just like longing for the heartbeat and longing that has never been seen before.

Fanning, who was a meter away, remembered the "sluggish and painful murmur of cattle from the country night" recalled by Miss Nightingale on the deck of the Paragodos line.

At that time she recalled animals.

So what about people?
Restlessness eventually breeds fear.

If one day, in sleep, human beings are awakened by mysterious and strange voices, and they find that everything around them is silent, the world is as dark as ink and the night is as cold as water. Or, the world is already in a time when people cannot fall asleep. How should I express my deepest restlessness and fear?

Fan Ning felt that the fragrance of a girl who was close at hand but far away was wafting around her.

"Also sprach Zarathustra"

His thoughts rose to a pure height, and he sniffed a wisp lightly and gracefully, without any unspeakable thoughts.

"Maybe, I still need a soprano with a clear and bright texture, but in this movement, she must sing a melody with a range close to that of an alto."

"Let a soprano sing alto songs with depression. This is in line with the artistic conception I want to present."

"I need this kind of longing voice with deep thinking." Fan Ning delineated the vocal range, and also confirmed that the previously set D major range is generally suitable.

"Thus Spoke Zarathustra" is Nietzsche's landmark collection of poems and the culmination of all philosophical thoughts. "Zarathustra" adopts the Greek pronunciation and can be translated as "Zoroaster". Historical figure i.e. founder of Zoroastrianism or Zoroastrianism.

In this book, Nietzsche uses the mouth of "superman" Zarathustra to preach the revelation of the future world. Both the history of philosophy and the history of poetry in previous lives occupy a unique and immortal position.

The final text selected by Fanning is very late, and it is the second-to-last in the order. It is the 4th bar of the 79th "Song of Intoxication" in Part 12, which shows Zarathustra's drunkenness Impromptu round after.

Since it is a "drunk song", it means that it is similar to "The Poet's Love". It is also not a narrative vocabulary of "plot direction", but conveys the strong behind-the-scenes through the superposition and progression of a few images and adjectives. Emotions and philosophy.

Fan Ning followed the past reading experience in his mind, recalled and translated it, and wrote it silently in ancient Yanus language on another blank page:

"Oh, man! You must listen!
What is the deep midnight saying?
I slept, I slept—

I wake up from a deep dream;
The world is deep,
Deeper than day thought.

Depth is the pain of the world;

Pleasure is deeper and deeper than pain;

Pain says, "Let's go!"

Pity that pleasure demands eternity—

Ask for deep, deep eternity. "

Considering the translation of poems in different languages, it is necessary to at least ensure the unity of rhymes and roughly corresponding syllable lengths. This process took Fan Ning quite a lot of time. basically.

The structure of the original poem is a total of 11 lines. After considering the requirements of "singing", he tried to recite part of the poems repeatedly. After the expansion, he divided them into two parts to form a parallel symmetrical structure of [-] lines each. .

"In this way, the corresponding musical form structure is the two-part form." Fan Ning stretched out his pen to make dots, additions, deletions, or shift marks in the translated poem, "but there is no need to split it into two in the traditional sense in terms of music. Instead of comparing completely independent parts, we can juxtapose contradictions and wrap them to form a unity of opposites..."

"In this way, through my correction, the meaning of the poem has also been tilted. The two ends of the stanza mainly describe the degree of suffering, while the middle focuses on expressing 'spiritual transformation'..."

"In this way, from deep sleep to awakening, from restlessness to fear, from pain to joy, and then to the leap to try to align with divinity, the result is unknown, but each process has been the victory of the great transformation in the consciousness of 'Superman'... "

So far, Fan Ning feels that this "Third Symphony" has finally begun to jump out of the "Dionysian" violence and indulgence delineated in "The Poetry of Awakening", and began to bring the "Apollinian" introverted, deep and introspective. It also realizes the metaphor of the beginning of divinity of the fourth door.

This does not mean that the "Apollinian spirit" must be higher than the "Bacchanalian spirit". Perhaps people in the Western Continent and the Southern Continent will quarrel over it, but to Fanning, they are just materials or techniques, and their order Arrangement serves the theme of the work.

Since the source of inspiration is located in the southern country, and because it involves fighting against the pollution of the "Red Pond", the formula is "Bacchus begins first, Apollo wins later", that's all.

Time passed in the middle of the night, amidst the rustling sound of writing and the intermittent sound of the qin, the two little girls leaning on the qin yawned and their eyelids began to fight.

After an unknown period of time, at a certain moment of trance, Luna suddenly felt that she "saw" a certain facility not far away, as if the shadow was slightly swaying in the firelight.

She opened her eyes suddenly.

It was the front corner seat that the teacher sat in when he was an audience member.

"Is it on fire there?"

After the drowsiness disappeared, she stood up, and An also got up a few seconds later and followed.

"Fragrant bouquets" were scattered all over the auditorium floor and underground.

The never-withering nectar contained in them was bent and offered, and the second resurgence of light was condensed and collapsed under Fan Ning's orders. At this time, they were naturally extinguished. Since everyone went to parade to celebrate, there was no work for the time being. Someone came and cleaned it up.

"This is... is this the one that the teacher used?" Luna picked up the strange object in the small wooden tube in the corner seat.

"It's where he used to sit, but how did it become like this?" An was still rubbing her eyes lightly. She had exhausted a lot of energy today and just dozed off earlier than Luna, but now she also The trace of drowsiness is gone.

On the whole, it is still a bunch of long, narrow and slender flowers, and the size has not changed significantly, but it is no longer the shape of the "most ordinary flower" without any features...

The petals are rolled back and the edges of the petals are wavy, and the shape is like a burning flame.

Here is a bouquet of fox lilies!
Moreover, it is still emitting light. Although the brightness is not strong, the translucent texture is extremely peculiar. The outer petals are red like blood, and the inside is as red as crimson jade. Just by touching it lightly, you can feel the infinite vitality and sweetness contained in it. greasy.

The two little girls froze for a few seconds, and then Ann whispered again:

"Hey, Luna, what about your bracelet..."

Luna stretched out her arm when she heard the words, and through the red light, she saw that her blood-colored jade bracelet seemed to have faded!
She stretched out her other arm and ran to a pale orange wall lamp near the sound-absorbing wall, considering that it might be the interference of the red light.

Confirmed correctly, they all turned milky white.

"Strange..." the little girl muttered softly.

"Is there any connection between this?" Miss Nightingale was also very puzzled, "By the way, after I performed "The Demon King" with my teacher and the curtain call, did you feel that any strange things happened?"

"Yeah, after Ni's trailing tail and wings disappeared, I felt like the whole world was spinning..." Luna recalled, "No, it's not that serious, it feels like stepping on a board on the water or mud , and then slipped and almost fell..."

"I saw you glanced at me, but didn't say anything more, and the audience didn't look like something happened, thinking it was just my own problem. After all, my eyes and head are really tired. After too long, I I'm afraid of turning over the wrong sheet music..."

"Did my sister feel it too? I think that although the time was not long and the degree was not severe, it was indeed quite shocking. The whole person suddenly came in a state of tension, and felt that memory and thinking went blank for a few seconds..."

The two returned to the stage. An frowned and took the bouquet of fox lilies, nodding and shaking her head.

"I think the teacher must know, just ask him." Luna tried to suggest.

"Shh, don't worry, don't disturb him." Seeing Scheler still sitting in front of the piano conceiving, Ann quickly raised her index finger and made a gesture.

They sat back next to the piano, and within a short while, sleepiness swept over again.

The two of them slowly fell to one side, and finally fell into a sleeping position with their legs curled up on their sides.

The starlight and mystery of the dark night are passing, and Fanning's thoughts and spirit are flowing in the abundant and deep river of time.

When he marked the end of the fourth movement with the free extension symbol, the first ray of morning light penetrated the gap above the open-air opera hall, and sprinkled uniformly arranged circular light spots on the stage and piano.

When the world is clean, it brings dawn.

"Bin-bang--" "Bin-bang--"

The morning bells of the opera house are ringing.

Fan Ning grabbed the music book in front of him and stood up from the piano bench suddenly.

He walked quickly to the front of the stage, looking up at the dim golden dawn coming from a height with his hands behind his back, washing away inch by inch.

"This is the sound I want next!"

He turned the page backward again and wrote the title of the fifth movement - "Angel Told Me".

And following the morning bell pitch "fa-sol-fa-re..." just heard, the key is directly set to a flat F major!

After clarifying that the will of "Superman" is the process of constantly moving from low-level things to high-level things, the symbol of the fifth door is actually easy to think of.

——The fifth form, which is higher than chaos, plants, animals, and humans, has a considerable part of the divine creature: angel!
——or corresponding to the creatures that ascended from human beings, but are close to migratory creatures, strictly speaking, they are no longer human beings: the orderer.

In fact, the direction of thinking in the fifth movement to describe "Angel" has long been in place.

But now, its musical form and text are also vivid in Fanning's mind.

What the angel told himself was about the sound of the morning bell.

Violence is opposed to the Dionysian "pool" of idyllic poetry, which will be further dismantled and eliminated at this height.

"The Skull Song and the Sacrament of Pleasure" narrated by Senessino and Renilla involve '26 pleasing fruits, seven punishments, nine gardens, and four penances', which are both pleasant And indulgence, but also pain and sin..."

"And in this interlude of just a few minutes, there are clear and ethereal morning bells, children and girls singing in unison, and sinful creatures who are accepting the radiance's forgiveness..."

"The lyrics continue to be selected from "Youth's Magic Horn". Before the old lady's hospital bed in Hamilton at the beginning of the year, I had a relationship with the 12th "Beginning Light". This time I chose the 11th "Three Angels Singing" Sweet Songs, it’s just a matter of heart, and it happens to embody some factors related to southern folklore.”

After experiencing the painful pursuit of creating the "resurrection" symphony, Fanning no longer has the spiritual burden of "adding chorus to the symphony". A sort of.

He had only to immerse himself in solitude, to find the desired outlet in some sublime illusion, like sparks and smoke from burning brambles.

"There should be an additional children's choir here. At the beginning of the piece, the children imitated the sound of the bell and sang 'Bing-bang--' repeatedly. Then the female chorus and female solo took turns, and the band played like a ribbon. It is like pulling up the rising sound stream and dimming briefly at the highest point. This is "punishment and repentance", which is in contrast to the innocent joy. Of course, the end shows that the original light is still hanging on the high place, gradually moving away The disappearing bell wants to guide people to an unknown higher realm.”

The area of ​​the spot on the stage is expanding, Fan Ning moves his pen like flying, and the whole song is completed in one go!
The agitated restlessness in the hallucination, the confusion of blind grasping, and the dream of listening attentively are all introduced into the song of the morning bell.

He felt that at the current height, he was only short of the last leap to reach the metaphor of the climbing structure, join the Hui Tower and promote the understanding.

"But the unknown higher realm, what should this sixth final chapter be like?"

There was no wind in the opera hall, Fan Ning looked at the clear sky, and his clothes fluttered.

"Good morning, teacher."

Miss Nightingale's voice came from behind.

"Did the teacher not rest all night? By the way, teacher——"

After the two got up, Luna picked up the fox lily, and was about to ask the teacher what it was, when a voice came from behind, and she immediately cleverly hid the bouquet in her sleeve.

"Mr. Scheler, sorry for disturbing the idea, I just came to send an invitation card for the 'Flower Ceremony'."

It was the voice of Archbishop Fields of Fanghui Temple.

"Oh, you're welcome." Fanning reached out and took it.

At that moment, he noticed that the comprehensionist, whose strength is also not to be underestimated, seemed to have a dignified face, and his eyes briefly swept over Luna's wrist,
Of course, Fan Ning himself also noticed the change. Since the other party didn't hide his expression, he calmly let out a sigh:
"Luna, why did your scarlet bracelet fade?"

"I, I don't know. The quality of the accessories may not be very good." The little girl shook her head blankly.

"The price of this bracelet should be three to five times more expensive than ordinary jewelry." Fields asked.

"How do you know?" Luna nodded and admitted, "This was a birthday present from my brother when I was ten years old. It cost 240 pounds from Troy, but the crystal necklace I bought when I was 9 years old was only 45 pounds."

"It's mixed with a small amount of never-withered nectar," Fields said.

"What does the Archbishop mean?" Fanning frowned, "because the never-withering nectar in my student Luna's bracelet disappeared last night, so its blood-colored texture faded to milky white?"

"Is it because of the influence of the famous singer's altar? After all, you set up this secret ritual for the circulation of immortal nectar."

"Didn't the tail and wings behind my Miss Nightingale disappear after the match?"

"No, this time things are very strange." Fields shook his head with a gloomy face and said, "Mr. Scheler, you haven't gone out all this time, and you may not know what happened from the middle of last night until this morning."

"The whole city of Tia and even the nectar of never-withering flowers in the whole southern country have all disappeared."

(End of this chapter)