Just like appreciating plum blossoms requires an environment of light shade, light moon, and early snow, the best time to listen to A Bing's "The Moon Reflects on Two Springs" is on a quiet night with drizzle. Tonight is exactly such a night.
The rain outside the window was pouring non-stop. The night was very dark and very quiet. I accidentally heard the music of "Two Springs Reflect the Moon" in a friend's space. The melodious and sad music lingered in my ears from far to near. The music sounds like weeping and complaining, low and melodious, but it also reveals the stubbornness of not giving in to fate. This is very similar to Abing's rough and miserable life experience.
It is said that when the famous Japanese music conductor Seiji Ozawa listened to the erhu player Jiang Hongru's performance of "Er Fountain Reflects the Moon", he burst into tears on the spot and said excitedly: "This is a song that should be kneeled down. Come down and listen to the song. "I think this news should be true, because the appeal of this song is indeed too powerful. "Two Springs Reflect the Moon" was created by A Bing based on his deep understanding of life and music after experiencing the prosperity of the world, when he was at his most desolate, miserable, and helpless. The music contains the vicissitudes of life, the warmth and warmth of human relationships, and harmony. The long sigh about his own misery did not make the listener feel depressed or uncomfortable. Because A Bing did not blindly immerse himself in the desolation and suffering, but slowly talked about it all with a kind of indifference after experiencing vicissitudes of life, and always revealed the hope for a better life. Therefore, the soothing rhythm of the piano sound that rises and falls, just like the clear spring flowing slowly over the rocks when the moon shines on the pines, gives people a deep spiritual shock while listening calmly.
The low and plaintive voice of the erhu reminded me of the sad scene on the streets of Wuxi, Jiangnan, seventy years ago. The blind man A Bing used a bamboo pole to explore the way. "The autumn wind blew the sleeves of his green shirt, and he walked far out of the alley, then walked up to the small bridge." In this way, A Bing walked with difficulty through the streets and alleys of Wuxi. , using that worn-out erhu to play the music that will be passed down to future generations forever, in exchange for three or two copper coins, barely making ends meet. On a cold winter night with fluttering snowflakes, A Bing sat in poverty in his drafty hut. We have experienced prosperity, warmth and ups and downs in the world, and we have experienced ups and downs, but more often than not, things are unpredictable and life is difficult. At this moment, apart from the flying snow in the sky, the only thing accompanying him was the broken erhu and the melancholy sound of the piano. Who could know the pain and sadness in his heart amid the melodious music?
I really envy those pedestrians and vendors on the streets of Wuxi back then. They only needed one or two copper coins to listen to the unique music of this musical genius. It's a pity that they are not A Bing's close friends, and they don't know how lucky they are. It wasn't until the last moment of his life that A Bing met two professors from the Conservatory of Music, who recorded this immortal piece of music destined to be passed down through generations when he was dying. Less than a month later, A Bing passed away from this world that brought him endless sadness and desolation, leaving only the poignant and moving melody of Erquan Yingyue, which moved countless close friends to his music and his music. Fate sighs.
The night is getting late, the half cup of tea on the table is already cold, the rain is still falling outside the window, and the sound of the piano is repeated over and over again.
After waking up from the sound of the piano and my thoughts, I felt lost, with a faint sadness filling my heart...