Wandering in front of the bookshelf, I scanned rows of biographies of famous people, such as Muse, Byron, Shelley, Rilke, Ye Saining, Ma Sanzhong, Balzac, Mao Mu ... unveiled the gorgeous veil of these geniuses, and vaguely there was a turbid stream coming to my face. It is a noisy world that is spoiled by fame and fortune and allows the maggots of lust to breed indefinitely. It floats on an immortal chapter and is a restless group.
Suddenly, a fresh name came into view, such as a bright moon emerging from the dark sea, gentle waves whispering and kissing the coast, and the hearts of all things were instantly soft.
Chopin's serenade, like a clear spring under the moon, slowly and slowly pours into my heart with the gentle breeze in the forest. ......
* The Beauty of Chopin *
Even at 1840, Chopin was already a thin tuberculosis patient. In Liszt's eyes, he is like this:
"His whole body is harmonious, and the spirit in his melancholy eyes is better than dreamy trance. His gentle and quiet smile is sweet, elegant and quiet, his golden hair is shiny, his nose shows an eagle hook, and he treats people with a noble attitude. People naturally regard him as a prince. His posture is soft and changeable, and his voice is always low, he is often short of breath, his figure is not high, and his limbs are thin. "
His appearance is as beautiful as his music. Such internal and external compatible beauty is extremely rare in the world. Beauty lies in the charm without form, photos and portraits, and words are the best captors of the soul. As a close friend of his time, Liszt keenly captured the beauty of Chopin and left us a precious image of Chopin with both form and spirit.
"Harmony, melancholy, dreaminess, softness, serenity, elegance, serenity and femininity ..." Chopin almost used up the most touching words in the world.
When I read Chopin's biography and 400 letters from the piano poet in the middle of the night and listened to his serenade, I seemed to stand still beside the grass top and the clear spring, bathed in the soft, quiet and dreamy moonlight. That's the impression of Chopin, an angel close to the piano.
* Chopin's purity *
A young man with good appearance and temperament, even without considering his amazing talent, is enough to turn all beings upside down and make ladies crazy. He has enough capital to wander among the flowers and become the second Don Juan. However, he is Chopin, shy, innocent, proud and noble Chopin. He is used to keeping his distance from many admirers. For only a few women he actively loves, he just keeps his love experience in his heart, putting his love dreams and sorrows into music and turning them into concertos, ballads and waltzes.
Constance, his first lover, became the adagio of piano concerto in F minor, and Maria, his ex-fiancee, became a waltz in A flat major. Perhaps the love in his heart is too pure and beautiful, and any emotion mixed with sensual elements will destroy that perfection, so he does not easily look for love in the world, but completes the pursuit and fantasy of love in music.
* Chopin's love *
Chopin was shy and reserved about the love between men and women. Some people speculate that he loves men more because he has a deep and unusual friendship with his good friend titus.
The most suspicious thing is this letter: "I love you crazy!" " I want to caress you so much that I want to be caressed by you! Let me kiss you again. Please accept my most sincere hug ... "However, titus is a heterosexual through and through, and Chopin and he have been bosom friends all their lives. Why shouldn't that passionate emotion be true friendship? As he described in another letter to Titus, "my sympathy for you prompted your heart to feel the same sympathy in some supernatural way." The person who knows your thoughts best is not you, but me ... even in winter, our friendship tree is full of green. "
No matter how suspicious people look for it with a magnifying glass, they have never found any factual basis in our artists. The truth, for high-profile celebrities, has never been anywhere to hide. Mao Mu refused to let others write his biography before his death, thinking that his secret life could be sealed forever. However, his avant-garde and open naked pool party and "sleeping with boys all over Europe" were still revealed and spread as jokes.
Chopin's love is deep and long-lasting, and his love transcends the desire of the flesh. He disdains being a noisy conqueror and prefers to be a silent lover. In fact, this is what true love looks like. For the love of the first lover constance, we can see the clue from his letter to his friend titus when he was 19 years old:
"I have found my Mr Right. Although I just love her silently, I really treat her for half a year. I miss her, and these thoughts are fully embodied in the adagio movement of my second piano concerto. The little waltz I gave you this morning was inspired by her. "
Let's read the diary of this 2 1 year-old piano poet again and touch his love pulse:
"constance will love me? Or is she just pretending? This is really a very tangled thing. I counted and counted with my fingers, love, no love, no love, no love, no love, no love-does she love me? Of course she loves me, God bless, let her do what she likes! " A shy and uneasy innocent lover jumped onto the page.
For the love of the first lover, it is not difficult to see from his letter to his friend Matusinsky: "Has Warsaw really not changed at all? Isn't she sick? I believe that such a thing is likely to happen to a sensitive woman like her ... to comfort her and tell her that as long as I have a breath, I will not change my feelings until I die, even after death. "
Chopin is a serious lover. He is not good at playing with feelings. Although his first love ended with the beginning of exile, at the age of 24, he sincerely fell in love with the pianist Maria, and he seriously proposed to her. Unfortunately, the marriage ended because Maria's family strongly opposed Chopin's health problems. Chopin surrendered silently, and in his later letters to friends, he occasionally mentioned the memory of Miss Maria, which was full of respect. He put all the letters from Maria and her family in an envelope and put a dried rose in it as a witness of his love that died before it bloomed. On the envelope, he wrote a few words: My sadness.
Chopin, 26, first met george sand, 33, in Paris. A woman writer is not a beautiful woman, but she is definitely a charming woman, which can be seen from the list of many famous lovers collected in her life. Before she met Chopin, she had been changing the men around her like a lantern. "Men are like clothes", and the romantic and affectionate george sand undoubtedly loves cross-dressing.
But when the woman who has read countless men saw Chopin, she immediately stood in awe. With elegant aesthetic taste, keen sense of music and profound artistic accomplishment, she realized that this weak and handsome foreign youth is a real treasure. She is deeply in love. Chopin was conquered in this love, which is in line with his reserved and introverted nature to some extent.
Maybe it's a combination of their artistic sense. George sand awakened Chopin with her passionate love: "When I played the piano, she stared deeply into my eyes. That music is sad, it is the legend of the Danube, my heart dances with her ... and her eyes, those melancholy eyes, unique eyes, what are they talking about? She leaned against the piano, and her warm eyes flooded me ... Aurore (the name of george sand), what a charming name. "
Harp spent the most precious eight years of his life with Ming, Chopin and george sand. Fortunately, Chopin's mutual understanding in art and the elegant and quiet literary atmosphere of Noang (George Sang's territory) enabled Chopin to create the most important works in his life. George sand is luckier. Noon's piano has attracted a large number of literary and art celebrities, such as Balzac, Liszt, Merimee, Dumas, Saint Boff, Heine, Marie Dorval, etc ... Wandering in Noon at night is like wandering in a fantastic space, and our piano prince is an angel who leads all beings to touch the breath of heaven. ......
Chopin is not an emotional prodigal son, which determines his emotional loyalty. As george sand said, "His thoughts are the simplest, his feelings are the most persistent, single-minded and meticulous ..." Chopin's diary in 1839 witnessed his sincere love for george sand: "I still feel very sad in my heart. Because, Aurora's eyes are still so gloomy. Her eyes only shine with joy when I am playing. How bright and beautiful the world there is! My fingers are dancing gently on the keys, and her pen tip is dancing on the paper ... Chopin's piano sound is full of all directions, sweet and clear, just like tender love words. Aurora, I can crawl on the ground for you. This is not too much, I want to give you everything ... I only live for you ... "
So, can sincerity be exchanged for the same sincerity?
Rumi once wrote such a poem:
Sunset sometimes looks like sunrise.
Can you recognize the face of true love?
* The Death of Chopin *
Chopin's break with george sand has always been regarded as the result of family conflicts. In fact, that's just the appearance of words. The underlying reasons can be found in george sand's letters to friends:
"For eight years, I have lived like a saint ... I can assure you that he is very ill, and his love can only be Platonic ... I feel the fullness of life, but I am tied to a corpse ..."
In view of george sand's style of always blaming others for problems, there is no lack of shirking responsibility in this accusation. At least in the first few years of cohabitation, they have a normal lover life. Chopin was weak in his later period because of tuberculosis, so he naturally needed more rest. It would be reasonable if George Sang were more gentle and considerate, less disruptive, and took whatever he wanted to accompany and take care of his lover to the end of his life. After all, Chopin only lived for more than a year after their relationship broke down. However, what lurks in the woman writer's body is an restless soul. She is like a restless wild goose, and it is difficult to stay in a tree for long. The past is a mirror. As Chopin said in his letter to his sister, "eight years of stable life is too long for her." In the later period of living with Chopin, she began to return to her old job and send feelings to one little lover after another. When the proud Chopin learned the whole truth, all he had to do was run away.
It can be said that george sand's betrayal is the real murderer who killed this relationship, and Chopin was killed not only by those two broken lungs, but also by a broken heart.
In a letter to a friend, Heine severely criticized george sand's treachery: "I used to love Sang very much, which was simply morbid, but for a long time, I didn't understand her at all. It is permissible to be unfaithful to a healthy man because he can comfort himself, but it is shameful to abandon a person who often dies. "
1848, our artist came to the end of his life with difficulty. His letter to a friend was heartbreaking: "If I hadn't vomited blood for a few days, if I were younger, if I hadn't been fatally injured in love, maybe I could start my life again ..."
"I feel more and more weak and gloomy, without any hope and shelter. How can you come to the conclusion that I'm getting married? ..... even if I fall in love with a woman, I won't get married, because we have no food and no place to live ... I can die in the hospital, but I can never leave a poor and hungry wife ... I am closer to the coffin than the wedding bed. "
In the double suffering of body and mind, Chopin only once expressed his resentment to his ruthless lover: "Now I don't want to care about anything. I never curse others, but now my life is so miserable. Cursing Lucrezia (that is, george sand) seems to make me feel better, but she is also tortured and gradually becomes old and ugly in anger ... "
184910 June 17, Chopin died of suffocation and despair of love. Before he died, he muttered, "She told me that I could only die in her arms."
Jan sterling, his last admirer and guardian, closed his eyes and whispered, "He is as pure as tears ..."
Chopin's music, like Chopin himself, is the most harmonious natural whisper, delicate, slender, pure, sweet and pure. Such a genius is like a dream, and such a genius will only come to the most honest and lovely soul of mankind.
Tonight, Chopin made me feel sad about the moon again. In the trembling breeze and the whispering of the waves, Chopin's prelude in D flat major made me touch a drop of "tears falling from the sky in his heart", which was sweet and sad. This is Chopin's taste. ......
This song should have only one'' in the sky, especially so.
Chopin is an angel's tear.