Chapter 326: The Hall of Longevity on July 7th, when no one whispers in the middle of the night
Xu Qingya boiled water and made tea for them.
The tea is the best Dahongpao, and the aroma is overflowing.
Du Caige and the Kunqu Opera master chatted and laughed, and the chat got better.
Although he didn't dare to use an axe, his words were more cautious.
For example, he definitely didn't dare to analyze a scene in depth.
But he's not so submissive as to dare to express his opinions or attitudes.
In his simple point of view, it is true that this is the master in front of him, but he is not bad himself, so it is not enough to say that he has no right to speak in front of the master.
He believes that although his aesthetic interest and his artistic attainments are not in the field of Kunqu Opera, he believes that he can also be used as the stone of his mountain to give Mrs. He some inspiration and inspiration.
Just like what he said when he persuaded Xu Qingya, of course it was not pure flickering.
He really believes that the experience of acting in a movie can be used by Kunqu opera actors by analogy and benefit from it.
Of course, Du Caige felt that Xu Qingya's Kunqu Opera cultivation would have to be close to the realm of a master before it would be truly beneficial.
Otherwise, as the old lady said, going to the movie is just a distraction and a waste of time.
She hasn't even laid the foundation completely, so she uses her head to draw parallels?
But of course Du Caige would not admit that he was cheating.
At most, it's making cakes.
Being in a movie is definitely good for you.
Did you not feel the benefit? That's because your skill is not deep enough, don't blame me.
Because of this confidence, Du Caige talked eloquently in front of Mrs. He.
"Actually, I think that the highest artistic achievement of Kunqu Opera lies in "The Peony Pavilion". I don't know where it arises, and it goes deep. The living can die, and the dead can live. All are not the ultimate in love. Why is the love in a dream not real? How many people in the world are in a dream? We now think it is common and even exaggerated. But in that era of etiquette and cannibalism, the idea was very high. Yes. Sigh, sigh."
"The Peony Pavilion is not only its music has reached the stage of perfection, but its narrative structure and narrative techniques have been perfect, and its singing, footwork, and body are all impeccable. In particular, the beauty of its rhetoric is unmatched by all other repertoires. of."
"Bow your head to pick, every sentence is a classic."
"It turns out that the beautiful flowers and reds have bloomed all over the place, and it seems that they are all paid to the broken well and the ruins. The beautiful scenery of the good time is so beautiful, who's family can enjoy it. What other book can be so beautiful?" Du Caige sang it instead of reciting it.
It is imitated by Bai Xianyong's "Peony Pavilion Youth Edition" that he had watched.
It is slightly different from Xu Qingya's singing.
However, Mrs. He did not point out that his singing was wrong, nor did she criticize him for his unpleasant singing, but showed appreciation: "I can see that you really like Kunqu Opera, and you can sing a few lines yourself, which is much better than the average person. That's right, this piece of lyrics is really beautiful. We learn Kunqu Opera, and it's a must-learn song to visit the garden."
Du Caige sang another passage "Dawn and Twilight, Clouds and Cui Xuan; Rain and Wind, Smoke and Waves Painting Boats - This is a cheap time for people in Jinping."
Then there is the very classic "I will be like a beautiful family for you, like water, and I will find it all over the place. I feel sorry for myself in the secluded boudoir", "Let's loose the collar button with you, the clothes are wide, and the sleeves are tucked in the teeth. Also, I will wait for you to endure and sleep for a while." "It's the place where we met, and we looked at each other. Could it be that there is no such thing as a good meeting?"
This passage describes that Du Liniang and Liu Mengmei went to Yunyu in a dream.
When singing this passage, Xu Qingya stroked her delicate chicken-like face with her finger, meaning "Are you ashamed!"
But Mrs. He didn't say anything. Men's love and women's love are the avenues of human relations. What's there to be ashamed of?
When the love is strong, it is the most beautiful scenery in the world.
Since this is a lyric, it is for people to sing.
People who listen to it need to experience the beauty of its lyrics and its rhythm.
If you have to criticize even this and see it with tinted glasses,
It can only be said that the heart is too dirty.
Mrs. He smiled and said, "As an amateur, you can sing well."
Of course, she actually felt that Du Caige's singing voice didn't even touch the "good" side.
But as long as this little Du can like Kunqu Opera, is willing to do something practical for Kunqu Opera, and make a documentary that records the beauty of Kunqu Opera, that is a great kind of goodness.
Her little flattery was nothing.
Du Caige still had self-knowledge, shook his head and laughed: "Aunt He, don't laugh at me, what's wrong with me? Even a child who has just studied for a year can sing a hundred times better than me."
Mrs. He smiled gracefully and did not continue to hold his stinky feet.
Her old man is a national treasure artist, if it weren't for Du Caige's commitment to make a documentary about Kunqu Opera, which was too important to her, otherwise she wouldn't deliberately pick up nice words.
Even if the frontier officials were in front of her, she would still talk and laugh, and would not deliberately flatter.
"You said that Peony Pavilion's lyrics are beautiful. In fact, in Kunqu Opera, there are many excerpts that have beautiful lyrics. For example..." She glanced at Xu Qingya, "Xiaoqing, come back to your favorite part of the West Wing."
Xu Qingya restrained her smile, and opened her mouth lightly: "Biyuntian, yellow flowers, the west wind is tight, and the north geese are flying south. Who is drunk in the frost and the forest in Xiaolai? Always tears away from people."
"I hate seeing each other late, and I feel sick when I go back. Liu Si is long and jade cong is difficult to tie, but Qian Shulin hangs Xie Hui. Horses go fast, cars follow quickly, but they sue Acacia to avoid and break the issue. I parted early again. When I heard a "go", I loosened the gold bracelet; when I saw the long pavilion in the distance, I lost my jade muscles: Who knows what I hate?"
"Okay!" Du Caige couldn't help but shouted,
This is not much worse than the live version of the Kunqu Opera masters he had listened to before.
A look of pride flashed in Mrs. He's eyes, as if she was showing off the rare jewels she treasured.
"Xiaoqing, the story of the jade hairpin."
Xu Qingya sang: "Under the twilight and the moon, I want to provoke love. Only then did I get a double-lens mirror, and I bought a farewell painting boat early. I cried so much that the maple forests on both sides of the strait made lovesick tears, and I fell asleep tonight. Happy to see me. The affectionate face, the flowers will be re-opened and the moon will be full again. I am afraid that it will be difficult to nostalgize, and I will be separated from each other. It is like meeting in a dream, so I am worried about what to say.”
Although there was no accompaniment by the sound of silk and bamboo, she opened her mouth to sing, and the voice still rang in her ears, as if she had brushed a small hair on the bottom of Du Caige's heart.
"The voice of the mirage, it's the voice of the mirage!" Du Caige exclaimed in his heart, "If the ancient kings listened to such a beautiful song every day, it would really be 'the king will never go to court early'."
"Nie Hai Ji." Mrs. He said.
"Buddha's headlights can't make bridal candles, Xiangji kitchen can't make tortoise feasts in the East Pavilion, Bell and Drum Towers can't make Wangfutai, grass futons can't make hibiscus, and hibiscus soft mattress. I'm a female Jiao'e, alas! I'm not a man. , why is the waist tied with a yellow sash and a straight robe? Seeing the couples scattered, a pair facing Jin Chuanluo. Oh my god!
Xu Qingya was also naughty. When singing this passage, she winked at Du Caige as if she didn't want money.
Especially the sentence "I can't help but feel hot like fire", which is tactfully and lowly, like weeping and complaining, which makes people's heart tremble.
Listening to the tactful Yingti and seeing the glamorous eyes, Du Caige reacted a little in desperation, and looked away in embarrassment.
Mrs. He's old face turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, and she patted her thigh lightly: "How is it, Xiao Du?"
"It's all good, but in my opinion, it's not as good as The Peony Pavilion." Du Caige answered truthfully.
Mrs. He frowned and said, "You. It's fine if you think it's beautiful, why do you have to rank one, two, three or four? I heard Xiaoqing say that you said something about art in a TV show, and she repeated it to me. After listening to it again, I think it's all in my heart. It's just that what you're doing right now is just grading art?"
Du Caige was stunned for a while before laughing: "Indeed, indeed, I am also a layman, say one thing, do another."
Mrs. He smiled and said, "Just know what you're wrong. Come, drink tea, drink tea!"
Du Caige took a few sips of the Dahongpao treasured by Mrs. He, and Mrs. He said, "You've heard quite a few excerpts. Do you like it?"
Du Caige thought for a while, put down the teacup, and sang: "I can't sigh all the dreams of prosperity and death, and I can't play all the sorrowful sighs. How much desolate and full of eyes are on the country. I just need to pluck the complicated strings, pass on the grievances, turn the different tunes, write about the sorrows, and slowly Blow up Tianbao's legacy."
Mrs. He's eyebrows were tightened, and Xu Qingya's eyes showed doubts.
Du Caige didn't notice it, and after thinking for a while, he continued to sing: "How many songs and dances in Pingyang are worth more, kindness and love are even more; Nagato is lonely, and there are no tears in the soul: weeping in vain for the life of a broken heart."
"Leaning on the shoulders, walking down the stairs hand in hand. A bright river runs across the hall, and Luo Yi suddenly feels cold at night. I should whisper to you, and pledge eachother."
"A hundred years of parting is in a moment, and a generation of beauty is the king!"
"I am attentive and re-sent the words after parting. There is infinite love in the words. In the Hall of Longevity on the Qixi Festival in July, when no one is whispering in the middle of the night, who would have known that Biyifenfei even died, and the endless hatred will end."
Just as he was about to continue singing, the old lady Meng Bu Ding grabbed his hand so hard that it was like an iron hoop.
Du Caige thought to himself, this old lady was thin and thin, but she didn't expect to have a bit of strength.
"What are you singing about?" Mrs. He asked tremblingly, her eyes widened, obviously losing her composure.
"The Hall of Longevity!" Du Caige was also puzzled. Does it take such a big reaction?
"What is the Hall of Longevity!" Mrs. He almost asked sharply.
"The hall of longevity that tells the story of Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan!"
"Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan... Tang Minghuang and Yang Yuhuan..." Mrs. He murmured to herself, "Yes, Song of Everlasting Sorrow, in the Hall of Longevity on the Qixi Festival in July, when no one was whispering in the middle of the night, who would have known that Biyifenfei would even die, and he would hate each other. Endless... This is from the Song of Everlasting Sorrow, adapted from the Song of Everlasting Sorrow, right?"
Du Caige suddenly woke up!
Mom! In the blue star world, the history of Dahua has been different since the late Ming Dynasty.
Therefore, Hong Sheng's "Palace of Longevity" and Kong Shangren's "Peach Blossom Fan", such classic Kunqu opera pieces that were born in the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty, should not exist in Azure Star!
I'm going, it's a little scary.
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