Chapter 448: There Are Billions Of Stars, My Heart Is Not Disturbed, I Have The Moon Following Me
Chapter 448: Billions of Stars, My Heart Is Not Confused, I Have the Moon Following Me
The photographers took pictures for a while, and He Huan felt pity for them and said, "Brothers who are photographers, come and eat too!"
A group of photographers looked at Chen Ying, not daring to listen to Director He, but they still had to listen to Director Chen.
Fortunately, Director Chen couldn't help but drool, and turned on the camera to record automatically. With a wave of his hand, the photographers gathered around the table happily.
After devouring the food, I went to stand behind the camera again.
It was dusk, and the cups and plates were in a mess. Secretary Bi stood up and said, "Let's go! Let's go to the singing venue!"
Everyone stood up and cheered, with the children running ahead. Only a few dogs were reluctant to leave and were still wandering around the table.
After a meal of pig-killing rice and a meal of Yi wine, Laroba Plateau's red face became even redder and he was no longer as shy as before. He staggered out of the yard with arms crossed.
A young man put his arm around He Huan's shoulders, and He Huan said: "Every household in Yi has a fire pit, and Yi Mountain is full of singing venues!"
The young man nodded.
"Lalopa's singing is not done casually, there are also singers."
"Is it equivalent to the leader of Shilong Village?" said an expert.
"Yes! The singer is usually held by an older person, or someone who is good at playing, playing, singing and dancing!" He Huan looked at the young man next to him, "Today's singer is him, Piaro, and Luo is the tiger.
the meaning of."
The experts looked at him with joy, he is a descendant of the big tiger tribe!
Piaro's face was full of smiles, a little shy, but very proud.
Arriving at an open space in the village, Piaro let go of He Huan's shoulder, walked to the pile of firewood prepared in the center, and lit a bonfire.
He Huan said: "Every Yi village has a place dedicated to singing. What the singer has to do is to light a bonfire, and then mobilize the atmosphere all night long to prevent it from getting cold. This is a qualified singer.
head!"
The experts nodded, it's so difficult! Looking at this young guy, they can't help but look forward to it.
After waiting for a while, the villagers also went home and put on their costumes and went to the singing ground. The women all wore gorgeous palace clothes, surrounded by flowers. The men all wore sheepskin jackets.
The firewood crackled and burned, the bonfire became more and more prosperous, and the flames rushed into the darkening sky.
Piaro held up his long calabash and shouted: "Get up, get up, get up!"
A group of people gathered around the campfire and shouted: "Hoo-ah-hey!"
Piaro took the reed and held it in his mouth. His cheeks bulged, and a long, ancient note came from the gourd.
"This is the tune for worshiping the gods. Bijia Village's singing is very strict and they all start with this ancient music."
Everyone admired him very much. They didn't expect this young man to play ancient tunes with ease and ease.
He also plays and dances at the same time. His breath is unmatched by ordinary people. No wonder he can be a singer!
The solemn and ancient music floats in the mountains, instantly transporting people back to the ancient tribe.
Two very strong young men wearing snow-white sheepskin jackets, bare chests and exquisite floral belts, holding a long and bright Guan Dao, walked into the venue to the beat.
Suddenly, two big knives were thrown towards the back, flew around the body, caught them steadily, and picked up the big knives.
"Wow!" This move was comparable to acrobatics, which attracted cheers from the experts and applause from the experts and villagers.
The two young men were even more proud. They looked at each other, jumped back, did a half somersault, opened up the formation, and used the big sword. Their movements were quick and vigorous, flowing smoothly, and the sword was dazzling with light and fire.
"They call the song Ake, A means to play, and Ke means to chop. They dance with the knife, and no matter which direction the blade is, it will show a cutting motion. So Ake itself has the meaning of knife dance."
The experts nodded and looked at the young men wielding swords. It was indeed true. They had just seen them playing with big swords. Now after He Huan explained it, it was true that the blades were shining and they were in a cutting posture.
I couldn't help but feel funny and frightened at the same time.
"Ah, Su, ah, Su Bi -" a man who was the lead singer said.
"The lead singer is also the singer. A performance of singing usually involves three or more singers, including playing, singing and dancing."
Liang Ange asked curiously: "What does he mean by singing?"
"This is the opening sentence of their folk song, which means do whatever you think."
"Oh!" The experts nodded with smiles on their faces. This means a good thing!
At the call of the singer, the old people came on stage first, and then a few men slowly walked into the field and started dancing.
The surrounding villagers also slowly danced onto the stage. Several villagers dragged the experts onto the stage, danced in a large circle, and patiently taught them the moves.
It is indeed simple and easy to learn. Experts quickly mastered the essentials and enjoyed it.
While dancing, everyone looked at the two young men dancing swords in the field. The firelight reflected the light of the swords, as well as their dark faces and strong chests, and they suddenly felt like they were transported to an ancient tribe.
Two Yi men were showing off their true masculine qualities while wielding big swords. But a group of urbanites were quite thrilling. After all, it is hard to imagine dancing with knives in the city. And they waved their big knives, imitating the fierceness of the battle, and even shot them at themselves.
cut.
Looking at the horrified and worried expressions of the experts, He Huan said with a smile: "This trick is called an ancient tree cat washing its face. The knife is circled around the body and neck. Therefore, it is called an ancient tree cat washing its face. It is very vivid."
The experts nodded.
"The ancient tree with its roots is the banyan tree. It is very common here in Yunzhou. It strangles other tree species and has a very strong vitality. This is a dance that evolved from natural observation and war.
This requires inheritance and hard training. The sword is a real sword and can be injured by accident, so the broadsword dance is a dance of warriors!"
"Yeah." The experts looked at the Yi young man who was bathing and washing himself with a knife, but no one could be seen except in the light of the knife. They felt that they were indeed very brave.
"This is just the opening performance. Later, the sword is used to add excitement and control the rhythm. It also has the function of intimidating and restraining.
Because singing usually happens after a banquet, when someone is drunk and causing trouble. Putting two knives here can deter drunken people."
The experts laughed and said: "It seems that you can't mess around even after drinking and playing songs! There are very rules!"
"Yes! The singing in Bijiacun is the most disciplined and subtle," He Huan said.
"We saw the Overlord Whip of the Bai people in Shilong Village. This broadsword is similar. It is also a sacred object of the Yi people. There are bells and rings on it, which makes the sound louder when danced.
They should not be used randomly in normal times, but should be kept in a public house as an offering. Every time a knife is struck, a cow must be slaughtered as a sacrifice. If someone touches the knife randomly, it will bring disaster to themselves."
"Oh." Everyone nodded and looked at the sword and the young man wielding it in awe.
With these two knives pressed together, who dares to cause trouble by drinking?
He Huan said while dancing: "The main sources of playing songs are these two. One is the carnival around the fire after hunting, and the other is the knife dancing around the fire before and after tribal wars.
The singing in Bijia Village must include a broadsword, and the broadsword dance is indispensable. This also comes from the fact that their ancestors conquered the tribes and the country."
After the broadsword dance, it is not so thrilling. As He Huan said, the swords collide or stamp on the ground, clanging and clanging, which plays a role in adding excitement and control.
The reed plays the rhythm, the machete assists, the singer leads the singing, men, women and children dance in harmony around the bonfire, patting their sheepskin jackets from time to time, the silverware on the women's bodies collide with each other as they spin in circles, and the various sounds create a symphony with great momentum.
Majestic, classical and calm.
"You can observe that their dancing rhythm is very slow and their movements are very small. This is also a characteristic of Bijia Village. Although they are also dancing in a round dance, have you noticed? They are spinning in circles."
The experts nodded and said, "Really!" Only then did they realize that they had been wandering around for a long time.
"They are like the earth, spinning on its own axis and revolving around the sun at the same time."
The experts laughed.
"The earth takes one day to rotate and one year to revolve. It may take one minute to rotate, and one night to revolve around the bonfire. This is a very interesting phenomenon. It is different from singing songs in other places, which is like circling around the bonfire."
The experts are very interested, but Xiao Bailong has not discovered it yet.
"Because they mainly come from court dance. Just like their costumes come from Nanzhao court uniforms, their folk houses and carvings are all palace heritage."
The experts nodded.
Although it is very classical, the shy women and men who had just gathered around the boiler began to spin around, overflowing with joy, and naturally led everyone to follow them.
It's no wonder that the movements are so slow, but the speed is so fast that I will faint immediately.
One antiphonal song after another, the experts could not understand the Yi language, but looking at the group of people in front of them, in this ancient village, it seemed like echoes of thousands of years were coming so slowly.
The Nanzhao royal family was bloodbathed thousands of years ago, and only this group of people were left, silently wearing the costumes of a thousand years ago and dancing the dances of a thousand years ago.
The old man danced for a while, and when he couldn't dance anymore, he stepped back and sat around the sidelines, watching and listening. His eyes hidden in wrinkles wondered whether he had seen the prosperity of the palace.
In Shilong Village, I watched the love story between Princess Nanzhao and Cangshan Hunter starting from playing songs. In Bijia Village, I watched the descendants of Nanzhao playing songs. It seemed that nothing had been blocked or changed.
A Lu's little daughter was beside the elf, teaching her how to dance. With her flying smile, star-like eyes, and pretty little face, she looked like a Nanzhao princess.
For thousands of years, they have not had contact with the outside world and are especially afraid of the Han people. But this night, everyone jumped together again.
What made them open the door of isolation? Maybe it was this era!
Maybe it’s the group of people who play songs with them!
At midnight, after the old people left one after another, the atmosphere became more lively.
Like unsupervised wild horses, the young men and women began to indulge themselves wildly, singing more enthusiastically and dancing more unrestrainedly.
Experts are very interested. In the city, maybe except for bars, there is no nightclub like this between heaven and earth, no nightclub for pure singing and dancing!
It was almost mid-month, and the moon was almost full. The dark blue night and the bright moonlight enveloped this mountain nest surrounded by mountains. It was quiet and lively. It was so quiet that it seemed to be independent of the world, and it was so lively that even the stars and the moon were watching them.
Unfortunately, most of the songs are in the Yi language, and the experts cannot understand them. They can only sing along, dance to the beat, and stop to rest when they are tired.
"What do they mean by what they are singing now?" Liang Ange asked.
He Huan translated: "Where are you from? Where are you? I saw you in my dream last night. I miss you, but you are afraid that you won't miss me. It's okay if you lose your job, but I can't miss you. I miss you, but I can't meet you."
Liang Ange smiled and pricked up his ears, "What now? What now?"
They changed songs again, and He Huan was helpless, "I don't know much, there are too many songs from their ethnic group!"
"Um."
Seeing Xiao Bailong smiling all the time as a commentator, how could someone be willing to let him go?
Xiao Bi looked at him with a smile and suddenly sang:
"Brother from far away, you are always smiling,
Do you think that's the moon?
My brother from afar, you always smile,
It’s like thousands of stars twinkling.”
Everyone in the singing venue looked at Xiao Bailong with a smile.
Let me go! It happened to me!
Unexpectedly, Xiao Bi still has a hidden skill in composing lyrics impromptu!
The experts also made noises, and Liang Ange also patted Xiao Bailong and sang an impromptu duet. Who else could compete with him besides Xiao Bailong?
Duan Ju is also looking forward to it.
Qin Huai looked at his proud disciple with a smile on his face, not worried about him at all, just waiting to show off.
He Huan was not timid and spoke:
"My dear sister in the mountains, you are always smiling,
You are clever and can do anything.
My sister in the mountains, you are always smiling,
Your folk songs are as numerous as stars!"
Xiao Bi continued to sing:
"Brother from far away, you are always smiling,
People who like you are like stars filling the galaxy.
My brother from afar, you always smile,
Let me ask for the stars,
Just tell the truth today!
Who did you spend July 7th with?"
Experts are watching the fun! Everyone is also pricking up their ears for gossip!
"My dear sister in the mountains, you are always smiling,
Your eyes are as many as stars.
My sister in the mountains, you are always smiling,
Do you think that's the moon?
There are billions of stars, my heart is not disturbed,
I have the moon following me!"
"Wow!" everyone cheered.
Xiao Bi smiled, lowered his head, and turned around while dancing.
Everyone also gave warm applause to this wonderful pair of antiphons, and the applause blended into the dance, making it even more enthusiastic.
Liang Ange looked at He Huan and asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"
He Huan nodded sweetly.
Liang Ange turned to look at Chen Ying excitedly, "Have you recorded it? Have you recorded it? There are billions of stars and my heart is not disturbed. I have the moon following me. Oh my! Whoever confesses to me like this, I have to change!"
Qin Kong was speechless!
He Huan was very happy and finally let them eat a handful of dog food!
Qin Huai's face was full of smiles, and he really wanted to meet his favorite disciple's sweetheart.
After twelve o'clock, the experts couldn't stand it any longer. He Huan asked Xiao Bi to be his guide and led Qin Huai and several old experts to go to bed first.
After a long time of persuasion, the director and the driver were persuaded to go to bed.
Several young people still persisted. The most tired ones were the photographers, who were either running with the camera on their shoulders or standing behind the camera.
He Huan discussed with Chen Ying again and left two cameras and one light behind, and let the other photographers go to bed first.
He Huan looked at Qin Kong and said, "Teacher Qin, do you want to go to bed?"
Qin Kong looked at the elf who was in high spirits and not sleepy at all, "I'll accompany her."
He Huan smiled and ignored them. He was not jealous of them at all now, hehe.
The young Yi people who were still playing songs were also very happy to see that several big celebrities were still accompanying them.
Afraid that they would starve and freeze, Bialou led a few people to roast the meat they had just killed today on a bonfire, and also brought a jar of rice wine.
He Huan said: "Their singing songs originated from ancient rituals. They used to commemorate the acquisition of prey or victory in battles. Now they have developed into a form that combines witchcraft with singing and dancing.
Playing songs can make the village and the villagers prosper smoothly. If you don't play songs, it is considered unlucky. If you don't play songs until dawn, it means that the work will not be successful. Therefore, whether it is a group or family activity, it must be played until dawn.
Both the village and the owner hope that the singing will be as lively as possible and as long as possible. So they will prepare wine, meat and supper in the middle of the night, hoping that everyone will hold on until dawn."
Liang Ange smiled and nodded.
The meat was cooked, the rice wine was poured, and Bialou invited everyone to have a midnight snack.
After eating and drinking, we went to play songs again until the moon went down and the eastern mountain turned white.
A pile of embers was left behind. Everyone was full from midnight snacks and a little dizzy from drinking rice wine. Several young people were arranged to stay at the young man's home, and the Yi young man took them home to sleep.