Movement 5: The Angel Tells Me (7): The Morning Bell Tolls (2-in-1)
The piano offset the gauze of the dress, and the black and cold texture penetrated the back muscles. An and Luna, who were holding their knees and waiting, sometimes closed their eyes slightly, and sometimes looked up at the ceiling of the hall.
This waiting is very special, aimless, not related to emotions, and without asking for anything. They just want to stay here, even if they know it will be a long time, there is no impatient part.
But opposite to the long and tranquil night, there is always a trace of unexplained confusion about the future.
An watched the icy blue starlight falling gracefully from the holes in the ceiling of the hall, intertwining with the faint orange light in the light box to create a slow and flowing shape.
She felt that she was using her appreciation to resolve something.
Instead of appreciating the dancer's lifelike body, we admire the fantasy phantom originating from her own body, just like looking forward to the unseen but endlessly pulsating heartbeat and longing.
Fanning, one meter away, recalled the "sluggish and painful lowing of cattle at night in the countryside" as Miss Nightingale recalled on the deck of the Paragodos Line.
What she recalled then was animals.
So, what about people?
Restlessness eventually breeds fear.
If one day, human beings are awakened by mysterious and strange sounds in their sleep, and find that everything around them is completely silent, the world is as dark as ink and the night is as cold as water, or the world is already in a time when one cannot sleep, then in the heart
How to express the deepest restlessness and fear?
Fan Ning felt that the scent of a girl who was both close at hand and yet distant and unfamiliar was floating around her.
"AlsoprachZarathustra"
His thoughts rose to pure heights, and he took a gentle sniff without any unspeakable thoughts.
"Perhaps I still need a soprano with a clear and resonant texture, but she must sing a melody with a range close to that of an alto in this movement."
"Having a soprano sing an alto song with depression is in line with the artistic conception I want to present."
"I need this kind of longing voice with deep contemplation." Fan Ning delineated the range of the human voice and confirmed that the previously set D major tuning area was generally suitable.
"Thus Spake Zarathustra" is Nietzsche's landmark collection of poems, a comprehensive work of all philosophical thoughts. "Zarathustra" is pronounced in Greek and can be translated as "Zoroastrian". This is a past life.
Historical figure, the founder of Zoroastrianism or Zoroastrianism.
In this work, Nietzsche uses the mouth of the "Superman" Zarathustra to preach the revelation of the future world. The whole book is written in a wild and unrestrained poetic style. The sobriety of the sun god and the intoxication of the god of wine are melted into one furnace.
It occupies a unique and immortal position in the history of previous philosophy and poetry.
The text Fanning finally selected was already very far behind, ranking second to last in the order. It was the 12th section of the 79th "Song of Drunkness" in Part 4, which shows Zarathustra's drunkenness during a drunken incident.
The impromptu singing round afterwards.
Since it is a "Drunken Song", it means that it is similar to "Poet's Love". It is also not a "plot-oriented" narrative vocabulary, but conveys the strong meaning behind it through the overlapping and progressive progression of a few images and adjectives.
Emotions and philosophy.
Fan Ning followed the past reading experience in his mind, recalled and translated it, and wrote it silently in ancient Janus on another blank page:
"Oh, man! You have to listen!
What is the deep midnight saying?
I slept, I slept -
I woke up from a deep dream;
This world is deep,
It's deeper than I thought in the daytime.
Depth is the pain of the world;
Pleasure is deeper and deeper than pain;
Pain is saying: "Let's go!"
It’s a pity that pleasure requires eternity——
Asking for deep, deep eternity.”
Taking into account the translation of poetry in different languages, it is necessary to ensure at least the unity of rhymes and the rough correspondence of syllable lengths. This process took Fan Ning a considerable amount of time, and it was based on the fact that as a knowledgeable person in this life, his language skills are quite erudite and solid.
basically.
The structure of the original poem was 11 lines in total. After considering the requirements of "singability", he tried to recite part of the poem repeatedly, expanded it and divided it into two parts, forming two parts with a parallel symmetrical structure of 7 lines each.
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"In this way, the corresponding musical form structure is the two-part form." Fan Ning stretched out his pen to make punctuation, addition, deletion or shift marks in the translated poem, "but there is no need to split it into two parts in the traditional sense musically.
Instead of contrasting completely independent parts, contradictions can be juxtaposed with each other and wrapped up to form a unity of opposites..."
"In this way, through my correction, the meaning of the poem has also been tilted. The two ends of the stanza mainly describe the degree of pain, while the middle focuses on expressing 'spiritual transformation'..."
"In this way, from sleep to awakening, from restlessness to fear, from pain to pleasure, and then to the attempt to make a leap toward divinity, the result is not yet known, but each process is the victory of a great transformation in the consciousness of 'Superman'...
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At this point, Fan Ning feels that this "Third Symphony" has finally begun to break away from the "Dionysian" violence and indulgence delineated in "Poem of Awakening", and has begun to bring about the "Apollinian" restraint, depth and introspection.
It also realizes the metaphor of the divine beginning of the fourth door.
This does not mean that the "Apollinian spirit" must be higher than the "Dionysian spirit". Perhaps people in the Western Continent and the Southern Continent will argue over this, but for Fan Ning, they are just materials or techniques, and their order is different.
The arrangement serves the theme of the work.
Since the source of inspiration is located in the South, and since it involves fighting against the pollution of the "Red Pond", the formula is "Bacchus begins first, and Apollo conquers last", and that's it.
As time passed late at night, amidst the rustling of writing and the intermittent sound of the piano, the two little girls leaning on the piano yawned continuously, and their eyelids began to fight.
I don't know how long it took, but at a dazed moment, Luna suddenly felt that she "saw" a certain facility not far away, as if the shadows were slightly swaying in the firelight.
She opened her eyes suddenly.
This is the front row corner seat where the teacher used to sit as an audience member.
"Is there a fire there?"
After her sleepiness disappeared, she stood up, and An also stood up and followed her a few seconds later.
"Fragrant flower bouquets" were scattered everywhere on the ground and underground in the auditorium.
The unfading nectar they originally contained was bent and given away, and the second rekindled light condensed and dissipated under Fan Ning's command. At this time, nature was in a state of extinguishing, because everyone went to the streets to celebrate, and there was no work for the time being.
People came to clean it up.
"Is this...is this the bundle that the teacher used?" Luna picked up the strange object in the small wooden tube on the corner seat.
"It's where he used to sit, but why did it become like this?" An was still rubbing her eyes gently. She had consumed too much energy today and had just dozed off earlier than Luna, but now she had no trace of it.
No trace of sleepiness left.
On the whole, it is still a bunch of narrow and slender flowers, and the size has not changed significantly, but it is no longer the "most ordinary flower" shape that has no characteristics before...
The petals are rolled back, and the edges of the petals bloom in a wavy shape, resembling a burning flame.
This is a bouquet of fox lilies!
Moreover, it is still emitting light. Although the brightness is not strong, the translucent texture is extremely strange. The outer petals are as red as blood, and the inner parts are as red as crimson jade. With just a light touch, you can feel the infinite vitality and sweetness contained in it.
greasy.
The two little girls were stunned for a few seconds, and then An called out softly:
"Hey, Luna, what's wrong with your bracelet..."
Luna heard this and stretched out her arms. With the red light, she saw that the blood-colored jade bracelet she was carrying seemed to have faded!
She stretched out her other arm, and considering that it might be interference from the red light, she ran under a light orange wall lamp near the sound-absorbing wall.
Confirmed, they all turned milky white.
"It's weird..." the little girl muttered in a low voice.
"Is there any connection between this?" Miss Nightingale was also very puzzled. "By the way, after I followed the teacher to perform "The Devil" and took the curtain call, did you feel that anything strange happened?"
"Yes, after your tail and wings disappeared, I felt like the whole world was spinning..." Luna recalled, "No, it's not that serious. It felt like stepping on a board on the water or mud.
, and then slipped and almost fell..."
"I saw you glance at me, but you didn't say anything more. The audience didn't look like something happened, so they thought it was just their own problem. After all, my eyes and head are really tired. It's been too long, and I
I’m so afraid of reading the wrong score…”
"Did sister feel it too? I think that although it didn't last long and wasn't serious, it was really shocking. My whole body was in a state of nervousness for a sudden moment, and my memory and thinking went blank for a few seconds..."
The two returned to the stage and walked back to the stage. An frowned and took the bouquet of fox lilies, nodding and shaking her head.
"I think the teacher must know, let's ask him." Luna tried to suggest.
"Shh, don't worry, don't disturb him." An saw Scheler still sitting in front of the piano contemplating a composition, and quickly raised his index finger to make a gesture.
They sat back at the piano, and not long after, sleepiness swept over them again.
The two of them slowly fell to one side, and finally turned into a posture of sleeping on their sides with their legs curled up.
The stars and mystery of the dark night are passing by, and Fan Ning's thoughts and spirit are flowing in the abundant and deep river of time.
When he marked the end of the fourth movement with a free extension, the first ray of morning light filtered through the upper space of the open-air opera hall, casting evenly spaced annular light spots on the stage and piano.
When the world is cleansed, it brings dawn.
"Bin——Bang——" "Bin——Bang——"
The morning bell of the Opera House rang.
Fan Ning grabbed the music book in front of him and stood up from the piano bench suddenly.
He quickly walked to the front of the stage, put his hands behind his hands and looked up at the golden dawn that came from above and was washing away the dimness inch by inch.
"That's what I want to sound like next!"
He turned back the page again and wrote the title of the fifth movement - "The Angel Told Me".
And following the pitch of the morning bell just heard "fa-sol-fa-re...", the key was directly set to a flat F major!
After it is clear that "Superman" will is the process of constantly moving from low-level things to high-level things, it is actually easy to think of the symbol of the fifth door.
——The fifth form is one level more advanced than chaos, plants, animals, and humans, and possesses a considerable amount of divine creatures: angels!
——Or corresponds to a creature that has climbed up from humans but is close to the migration, and is no longer strictly a human being: the Order Enforcer.
The idea of describing "Angel" in the fifth movement has actually been in place for a long time.
But now, its musical form and text are also vividly reflected in Fan Ning's mind.
What the angel told him was about the sound of the morning bell.
Violence is opposed to the pastoral Dionysian "pool" and will be further dismantled and eliminated at this height.
"The Skeleton Song and the Delightful Sacrament, narrated by Senesino and Renilla, deal with 'twenty-six delightful fruits, seven punishments, nine gardens, and four penances',"
It is both pleasure and indulgence, as well as pain and sin..."
"And in this interlude movement of just a few minutes, there are morning bells with clear and ethereal tones, children and girls singing in unison, and sinful creatures who are receiving forgiveness from the light..."
"The lyrics continue to be selected from "The Devil's Horn of Youth". At the beginning of the year in front of the old lady's hospital bed in Hamilton, I became attached to the 12th song "Initial Light". This time I chose the equally fascinating 11th song "Three Angels Sing"
"Sweet Song", just follow your heart, and it just reflects some factors related to southern folk customs."
After experiencing the painful search to create the "Resurrection" symphony, Fan Ning no longer has the mental baggage of "adding chorus to the symphony". The so-called "road to the sublimation of the human voice" has been assimilated into the commonplace among numerous composition techniques.
A sort of.
He only needs to immerse himself in solitude and find his favorite exit in some sublime illusions, like sparks and smoke rising from burning thorns.
"There should be an additional children's choir here. As soon as the music begins, the children imitate the bells and repeatedly sing the sound of 'Bing-Bang-'. Then the female chorus and the female solo take turns, and the band plays like a ribbon.
It pulls the rising sound stream, and briefly dims when it reaches the highest point. This is "punishment and regret", which contrasts with the innocent joy. Of course, the end shows that the initial light is still hanging high, gradually moving away.
The disappearing bell wants to guide people to a higher and unknown realm."
The light spot area of the stage is expanding, Fan Ning's brush strokes are flying, and the whole song is completed in one go!
The excitement and restlessness in hallucinations, the confusion of blind grasping, and the dreams of attentive listening are all introduced into the song of the morning bell.
He felt that at the height he was currently at, he only had to make the final leap before reaching the metaphor of the climbing structure and joining the Hui Tower to be promoted to the Knower.
"But in the unknown higher realm, what should this sixth final chapter be like?"
There was no wind in the opera hall. Fan Ning looked at the clear sky, his clothes fluttering.
"Good morning, teacher."
Miss Nightingale's voice came from behind.
"Teacher, didn't you have a rest all night? By the way, teacher -"
After the two stood up, Luna picked up the fox lily and was about to ask the teacher what it was when a voice came from behind. She immediately cleverly hid the bouquet in her sleeve.
"Mr. Scheele, I apologize for intruding on my thoughts, but I'm just here to send you an invitation to the 'Flower Gift Festival'."
It was the voice of Archbishop Fields of the Fanghui Temple.
"Oh, you're welcome." Fan Ning reached out and took it.
At that moment, he noticed that the face of this Insighter, whose strength should not be underestimated, seemed to be a little solemn, and his eyes briefly glanced at Luna's wrist.
Of course Fan Ning himself also discovered the change. Since the other party did not hide his expression, he said calmly:
"Luna, why did your blood-colored bracelet fade?"
"I, I don't know, maybe the quality of the jewelry is not very good." The little girl shook her head blankly.
"The price of this bracelet should be three to five times more expensive than ordinary jewelry." Fields asked.
"How do you know?" Luna nodded and admitted, "This was a birthday gift from my brother when I was ten years old. It cost Trova 240 pounds, but this crystal necklace I bought when I was 9 years old only cost 45 pounds."
"It's mixed with a trace amount of evergreen nectar," Fields said.
"What the archbishop means," Fan Ning frowned, "is that because the immortal nectar in my student Luna's bracelet disappeared last night, its blood-colored texture faded to milky white?"
"Is it because of the influence of the famous singer's arena altar? After all, this secret ritual for flowing unfading nectar was set up by you."
"Didn't my Miss Nightingale's tail and wings disappear after the game?"
"No, this time things are very strange." Fields had a gloomy look on his face and shook his head. "Mr. Scheele, you haven't gone out yet. You may not know what happened in the middle of last night until this morning."
"It seems that the entire city of Tia and even the entire Southern Kingdom's immortal nectar have disappeared."