Chapter 37 First Song

  Xu Guangling suddenly got inspiration, so he came to the desk, spread out the pen and paper, and swiped quickly. In just about two minutes, a song with complete lyrics and music was created, and the only difference was some decorations on the corners.

   Of course, a song, in addition to lyrics, music, and arrangement.

The    song can only be said to be the melody structure of a song, and the arrangement is based on this melody structure, supplemented with details, and the specific vocal arrangement or effect presentation. Music is the soul, and arrangement is the flesh and blood. It is impossible to say which of the two is superior. The former needs the latter to express, and the latter needs the former to be the core of a good presentation.

To put it simply, for example, a person who does not know any knowledge of music theory and musical instruments, hums and hums at will, and what he hums is called a song. No matter how bad it is, it is still a "qu". It takes considerable expertise to come out and form the official "accompaniment" of a song.

Under the guidance of his mother, Xu Guangling did not show much talent in writing lyrics and composing music in those years. He can only be said to be a middle-aged person, but the accumulation of relevant knowledge and skills is rich enough, and arranging and composing is just a piece of cake. For the former Xu Guangling, arranging music was easier or much easier than composing!

How easy is   ? At the beginning, Xu Guangling had only been learning to arrange music for about a year, and almost all of his mother's music was handed over to him! Even many times, his opinion overwhelmed his mother's opinion, and the final result also shows that in most cases, his handling opinion is indeed better.

   As a result, although the song was only completed at this time, in fact, at the same time, the arrangement plan was basically formed in Xu Guangling's mind.

What is lacking in    is only implementation and a little scrutiny and revision.

The four lines of "I mourn, the world grieves with them" are inappropriate as lyrics, but Xu Guangling likes these lines very much. Of course, rather than saying they like them, it is better to say that these lines are actually this song The lyrics of the song and the core of the song, so after thinking about it, Xu Guangling arranged it as a recitation and arranged it at the end of the song.

When the melody progressed to "I sing, the world turned into a butterfly, spread its wings and fly", it suddenly rose, just like a butterfly freed from the shackles of its cocoon, and instantly entered a flying and beautiful state, and then lasted for about three After five seconds, it stopped abruptly.

   Deduced the whole thing in his mind, Xu Guangling expressed his satisfaction with this creation.

If in the past, when his mother was there, the lyrics and songs he composed could be scored between 30 and 70 points from the beginning to the end, then the night before yesterday, "Father", "Mother", " The three songs of "No Wind and Rain" can basically be scored 80 points, and then, considering the emotional factor, maybe a few points can be added.

   And today's song, Xu Guangling gave himself 90 points.

After the completion of this song, Xu Guangling also felt that he seemed to have lost some kind of restraint in writing lyrics and music. All kinds of melodies and words flew in his mind at this moment, as if in those years, when he was studying with his mother The accumulation and brewing began to come alive at this moment.

"Big Dreams of Thousand Autumns" is the name Xu Guangling inscribed for this song. When Xu Guangling inscribed these four words on the top of the manuscript paper, Xu Guangling dropped a number "1" behind it, indicating that this will It was his first official work.

  The previous ones can only be said to be materials for practicing hands.

The three songs before    are private memories and emotional tributes, which cannot be taken out. In this life and this life, they will only echo in his mind alone.

   Putting away the manuscript paper, Xu Guangling paced around the room to digest food.

  Because the room is not very big, the so-called pacing is actually turning in circles, but as he turned around, Xu Guangling discovered that he was inadvertently posing in a Tai Chi stance when he was digesting food. After realizing this, Xu Guangling shook his head and laughed.

   If he wasn't worried about going to sleep after the fight, Xu Guangling might have done Taiji again more gently, but since he was worried about it, he would naturally forget it. - Otherwise, what is the matter with sleeping twenty hours a day!

   After about 20 minutes of touch, digestion is complete.

I opened my notebook and checked the time by the way. At 7:45 pm, Dasha and Jia Gongzi should be online at this time, Xu Guangling opened QQ, and @ Jia Gongzi in the discussion group established by the three people: son, Are you there?

   Young Master Jia: Third, on behalf of the YN people, I greet you. Are you satisfied with your visit to Fuxian Lake the other day? YN people and YN scenery, have you left a good impression?

  Dasha: You only need to represent yourself, Lao Tzu does not need your representative, and the people of YN don’t seem to need your representative either.

   Young Master Jia: Tsk, I guess if the third child has any bad impression, the reason is mostly from you, and it can only be from you! Dude, don't you have any collectivism at all?

  Dasha: Third, what's wrong with you being an alcoholic? Besides drinking, what else can this alcoholic do?

  The wine is too thin to drink: he still understands food.

  Xu Guangling put a picture he had just found on Baidu, and then typed: "Master, do you know where this wild yam is available in China?" I mean the more famous and better quality ones.

   Young Master Jia is still silent or thinking, but Dasha has already spoken.

  Dasha: Third, you don't need to ask the drunkard this question, he probably doesn't know. I told you a long time ago that this fellow has no real name, and he can fool some ignorant people with his level of swaying with half a bottle of wine.

   Young Master Jia: Yo, silly brother, I don't know, could it be that you know it?

  Dasha: Hahahahaha.

   This person not only typed, but also posted several animations of various characters and various forms of laughing emojis. After posting, he typed at the bottom and temporarily changed the font in bold and red.

   Dasha: I really know!

  The wine is too thin to drink: I would like to hear the details.

   Young Master Jia: Close your ears and listen.

  Dasha: Pity there is another deaf man in the world. Third, this is really a coincidence. My hometown is not far away. It is a small mountain, but it is not a mountain. What do you ask it for?

  The wine is too thin to drink: I want to get some back and make vermicelli.

   Young Master Jia: ?

   Dasha: !

  Dasha: Can this thing still make vermicelli? How to do it? Where to do it?

  The wine is too thin to drink: I make it myself.

   Dasha: !

   Young Master Jia:!

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   (end of this chapter)