House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 884: Poetry can be sung (3/3)

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The literal meaning of the ancient poem "Qin Feng · Jian Jia" has been interpreted by Yang Yi, and there are even painting descriptions, and Xi Xi will soon understand! Is n’t it hard to find someone you like!

Of course, Xi Xi ’s likes in her understanding still stay at the level of friends, as if she thinks Yu Xiaowei is very interesting, like a powerful and "talkable" friend.

Yang Yi did not analyze the deep meaning of this ancient poem too deeply. He felt that Xi Xi did not reach the time when he could fully "understand", so he wanted to maintain Xi Xi's understanding of ancient poems through another level. Wen's interest.

So, when Murphy thought he was finished and was about to put down the rebellious little miao, Yang Yi laughed: "Actually, this poem, there is also a song, with its verses As a slight adaptation of the framework, you can also sing it out! "

"Wow! Really?" Like Xi Mei, Xi Xi held her little hands and looked at her father in admiration.

How dad knows everything? It is really amazing!

"Really? Can this poem be sung?" Murphy also looked at Yang Yi in surprise.

"Of course!" Yang Yi was paid attention by two of his favorite women. It was very useful. Naturally, it was a itch, and she couldn't help showing it.

There is a small problem, there is no piano at home ...

Because they want to make room for the “castle” where Xiaojiao is playing, plus Yang Yi and Murphy are in the studio most of the time, their studio has a performance-grade piano, so and Did n’t buy a piano at home—the upright piano they could n’t see.

But this is not difficult for Yang Yi. I saw that he gave Xixi and Murphy a slight gesture and ran briskly up to the third floor to move down the keyboard in the small recording studio at home.

"Not a piano, the sound quality is a bit worse." Yang Yi looked up and smiled.

The keyboard is not without benefits, for example, it can adjust the volume!

After the soothing prelude was over, Yang Yi turned down the accompaniment of the keyboard and began his singing.

"Green grass and white mist ..." (Note 1)

Yang Yi imitated Li Jian's singing method. The tone may be slightly lower than that of Teresa Teng, and it does not have the sweet feeling of a female voice. However, the melodious tone gives people a sense of immersion, as if In front of me, there was really a reed filled with white mist.

What's more powerful is the singing style that Yang Yi imitated by using emotion to control the tone, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes low-pitched, giving people a kind of melodious beauty similar to that when reading poetry!

Xi Xi may not have felt so deeply. Murphy just could n’t help closing her eyes when he heard the first sentence. His slender slender left hand lifted up, as if floating with the rhythm.

Her ears are very picky, and Yang Yi ’s breath changes when she sings.

That's exactly how Yang Yi used his long and endless breath to easily control the same long and weak part of the first few words of this song, so as not to sing half of her breath.

But it is precisely this soft and weak sound switch, the poetic scrolls slowly opened in her mind with the singing voice.

"I would like to go down the river and look for her direction, but I see vaguely as if ..."

Yang Yi ’s string of slides is so beautiful, Murphy ’s body is trembling gently, and there seems to be some kind of power surging, as if she wants to hum along.

"She is in the middle of the water ..."

In the next sentence, the pronunciation feels too special. Murphy could n’t even open his eyes. He wanted to see how Yang Yi poured an empty inspiration into the word “zhong”.

Of course, the lyrics have been sung in the past, and Murphy looked at Yang Yi's eyes, leaving only an irresistible love.

The repetition in the back is less of a sense of freshness, leaving only the interaction of Yang Yi and Xi Xi ’s cheerful heads, Murphy did not close his eyes, calm down and enjoy the song Feminine.

"There is a beautiful lady, on the water side ..." In the last sentence, there should have been a little whisper that returned after the treble, and there was even a sense of emptiness that gradually drifted away.

But Yang Yi forgot to sing it. After all, he sang in front of his family. He was eager to get praise from his daughter and wife, and he ended up sloppy.

"How is it?" After the remnant of the keyboard ended, Yang Yi released the key, folded his hands, and asked with a smile.

"Nice!" Xi Xi could not wait any longer. She clapped her hands and screamed clearly. She looked at her dad's big eyes, which seemed to have little stars to pop out.

"Haha!" Yang Yi and her daughter raised an eyebrow and laughed cheerfully.

Xi Xi sat on the seat and did not bounce for a while, but she also learned that her father squeezed her eyes and giggled.

"It's really nice." Murphy also sighed with emotion. "I was wondering if the ancients used to sing songs with such a rhythm. It's so beautiful, it has a very strong sense of ancient times!"

"Is it true that the ancients also sang like this, I am not sure." Yang Yi laughed with Murphy, "However, this song is indeed an ancient song. And, do you know, in fact, this song, I Singing is not the best to listen to, its tune is more suitable for female voice. "

Isn't it?

Although Li Jian's cover is very classic, although Teresa Teng is only a cover, but the version she sings is definitely the best to listen to!

You know, the record of the same name in the "On the Water" released by her in 1980 is not only platinum record, but also recognized by fans as the best singing!

The original singer Gao Lingfeng later said on a variety show that after listening to Deng ’s version, he even forgot that he was the original singer. After thinking of it, he felt ashamed that he sang really bad ...

"Really suitable for female voices? Really ... but I haven't tried it yet." Murphy was surprised first, then fell into a state of thought.

"When you're free, you also practice this song!" Yang Yi encouraged.

Of course, Murphy's voice is very different from Deng's. Yang Yi doesn't think Murphy will sing Deng's feeling, and Murphy will also have his own understanding of this song, Yang Yi down Some look forward to Murphy's version. I don't know if I can surpass the classics!

"I want to sing too!" Xi Xi, unwilling to be lonely, raised her small hand high next to it.

Yang Yi and Murphy looked at each other and smiled.

"You can sing too! Dad can teach you to sing now, don't you mean you want to tell Xiao Wei's sister the meaning of this poem? Maybe you sing the meaning to her, it's more interesting!" Yang Yi said.

Dad just said casually, but Xi Xi's eyes lit up: "Yes! I didn't think of it?"

The little girl will make an inconsistency, break her finger, and say happily: "I can still sing to Xin'er because she thinks that Xiaowei's sister is good at studying and I can sing very well!"