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Six hundred and twenty-one The scary thing is not ignorance, but not knowing.~)(3/3)

Brother Wang's words made Xiao Liu suddenly realize.

"Awesome, Brother Wang!"

"Hi! This is the simplest way of human relationships!"

Brother Wang's eyes became deeper.

"Sometimes, there is no need to worry about what others say, it has nothing to do with you. There is no need to go up and it seems that you can do it. This will eliminate many disputes!"

"It's not a shame that Brother Wang, his realm is high, and this is all wisdom!!"

"Hahaha! Wherever you are."

......

After eating and drinking, I came to 7 o'clock in the evening.

Take a car to the scenic area to enjoy the beautiful night view of West Lake.

The Broken Bridge, one of the ten scenic spots in West Lake, also looks particularly charming on early autumn nights.

Walz stretched out and couldn't help saying.

"The scenery here is so beautiful, and it makes me inspire you constantly, and I can't help but write a melody."

"Haha, so do I!"

Abel smiled, but shook his head.

"I want to write, but I am still not satisfied with the melody in my heart."

"Haha, so do I!"

Walz smiled slightly.

"If such a night view can be added with some special colors of local music, it will definitely make the overall picture more beautiful, but unfortunately, I don't know much about the music here."

"Yes!"

Abel couldn't help but tut.

"I can't help but want to learn the music here now, and then write down the night scene that was imprinted in my mind."

"Yes, the harp is like a slightly rippling lake surface, and the triangle iron jingles gently, as if this mysterious night, accompanied by a little weak string base, makes the flute rise leisurely, just like the breeze blowing at this time."

Conductor Waltz closed his eyes. At this moment, he seemed to have left the night view of West Lake, stood on the podium, counting the same instrument divisions.

"Release the clarinet, then connect the flute to the treble area, and use a light horn bass base, and make the harp and strings break down the chords."

Abel seemed to be standing on the podium, closing his eyes and communicating his inner thoughts with Valz.

"Let the string trebles be rapid, and the harp arpeggios are like a rugged lake surface. The large and heavy bass are not a big shot, but it is like the mysterious darkness at the bottom of the lake."

"It's like a myth, more like a legend."

Opening his eyes, Valz and Abel looked at each other and smiled.

The beauty of the scenery is also aesthetic.

Under such aesthetic rendering of nature, artists always have countless inspirations flashing through their minds.

I couldn't help but feel the formal aesthetics that Li Wenyin pursued.

"This time I'm really here right!"

Master Valz couldn't help but sigh, and suddenly felt a ridiculous smile.

"I really didn't expect that if I studied music for so long, I would have a further breakthrough here at this age!"

"yes!"

Abel nodded in agreement.

At this level, the foundation of music has long been extremely solid.

For different cultures and customs, this sensitivity to "different" is a better way to improve.

"I learned a word when I was studying Chinese culture recently."

"Look at the sky in a well!"

Abel sighed lightly and said slowly.

"It means... to the truth, we are like frogs trapped in the well. Looking at the sky above, we think that this is the whole of the sky. One day, we frogs will climb out of the well and can truly see this vast world!"

"Yes, haha, we are all frogs."

Waltz was stunned and then laughed.

"Frogs are not scary. What's scary is that they become frogs, but proudly think that they can see the entire sky and do not know that they are frogs."

"There are more music in this world that we don't know! When I think of so many magical music waiting for me to learn in the last half of my life, I just feel that my life has become so brilliant!"
Chapter completed!
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