musicians of old

Chapter 398 The Fourth Movement Humans Tell Me (1): Talking about Dreams (Two in One)

Fanning once again asked a question that had nothing to do with the current situation.

Without waiting for Joan's reply, he counted the dead bodies again.

"Why is the teacher so concerned about the number of people today?" An asked quietly.

The two girls exchanged glances at each other.

"That's right, we first confirmed the number of our brothers and sisters, and then asked the part-time blackmailer hunters." Luna puzzled.

Although they didn't know that Fanning was still in contact with another person, he didn't hide the counting movements of his eyes and fingertips.

Joan's small font appeared from his arm after seven or eight seconds:

"Is it you who are facing, or me, or you and me."

"At that time, Owen was the only one who dealt with me in the small town of Watznai, and the rest of the Special Patrol Office didn't keep up."

"When we met in the attic later, there were five people on the other side."

Fanning raised his hand for a look and then put it down.

He searched all over the hospital again, and searched out some documents and books with special or suspicious materials.

"The Lutheran's Dream", "Venom Classification Illustrated Book", "Tanjing Tantra".
"What did you ask that for?" Joan's words continued to appear and disappear.

Fan Ning put away the books, looked up after lowering his eyes for a moment:

"It's alright, let's go."

It was just a subconscious question, and it might have nothing to do with Joan. Fan Ning also remembered the scene of her meeting with the Special Patrol Office in the attic of the "Split Chrysalis", and the casualties of the other party were constantly changing.

But just now he thought that when he was standing on the window sill of the chief inspector's office and watching the dawn, when he walked through the corridor of the living room surrounded by a group of special inspectors, they were two chief inspectors and seven senior investigators.

nine people.

Fanning's footsteps stepped over the hunter's corpse, and crushed the shriveled and shriveled strips of the snake's corpse.

Luna and Ann breathed a sigh of relief, and finally they were leaving this weird and terrifying place. It was the first time they had traveled so many times with the family caravan, but they also confirmed and firmly believed that as long as the teacher was there, they would be safe as usual. Mental state of relief.

The two quickly followed Fan Ning's pace, and carefully avoided places where the ground was too filthy.

After stepping over the decayed threshold of the main entrance with one foot, Fanning noticed the new writing on the sleeve:
"Wait a moment."

So he turned around, frowned again and looked at the messy blue-purple hall of St. Athene's Hospital.

What else did Joan discover or perceive as unusual?

The two students stayed close to each other obediently and did not make a sound. Fanning stood there for more than a minute before Joan's handwriting appeared again:

"This place now looks a bit like a 'cracking field'."

Fanning stared.

The secret place related to the "Mother Pupil" that Joan entered by mistake when she was promoted for the first time, the place where the extraordinary strings D strings are scattered?

What is "now"?What is "look"? ...

Fanning recalled some memories of the "cracking field" dream provided by Joan when she had a private communication with her last time:

"...There are bright and sharp things all over the place, which may be plant-like or wire vines. They are constantly rotating, interlacing, and grinding. Then, there are many well-like things under the surface."

He began to compare the new elements of the scene in front of him after these hunters inexplicably broke in and after the large group of snakes came out and were dealt with by "Illyrian".

The purple and red of the snakes is indeed very vivid.

After the corpse quickly dried and withered, the dry residue left in the hall did look sharp. Although it didn't look like a "vegetable shape", the "wire vine shape" could barely come close.

There is no rotation, interlacing, or grinding, after all, dead snakes will no longer wriggle, but... there are indeed many broken wells here.

Fanning stroked the purple strings with his fingers, leaving spiritual traces on the sleeves of his shirt:
"Could it be that I have entered the "cracking field" now?"

Joan replied:

"Just like, not "yes"."

"Small but numerous snakes are one of the understandable images of "Mother Pupil", and the fierce venom that can penetrate the human body is one of his symbols of divine power."

"Maybe some kind of metaphor or revelation."

Fanning suddenly felt a touch of weirdness and absurdity.

These hunters provoked their two female students in the tavern with an "old-fashioned plot" and obscene means, and were forced to come to the Orthos rainforest as guides, and then buried in the Among the snakes at St. Athene's Hospital, it is to form... a scene full of metaphors?

"Remove your D string temporarily." Joan wrote again.

Fanning didn't know why, but he did as he said. When he held the string vertically in his hand alone, a certain purple halo gradually condensed into a solid body, and turned into a drop of dark purple liquid that was about to fall at the end.

This is an extraordinary dye "Tyre Violet" sent from her body.

"Choose a well at random, and draw a "key" phase witness symbol around it." Joan thought for a moment, and for the sake of caution, she didn't dare to ask Fan Ning to draw the "pupil mother" witness symbol directly, but chose a vague pointer. In order to reduce the direct impact of possible pollution, after all, the god of lost source or quality source is difficult to distinguish between the safety and security of the supplicant.

"Tyre Violet" condensed and dripped continuously at the end of the extraordinary strings, and Fanning completed several actions at her request, and chanted a short general-sense prayer that served as an auxiliary function.

He was taken away from some inspiration, but only limited to the strength of the assistant role. When the air near the well burst out like a "high voltage leakage" spark, the thick purple "key" witness symbol underneath disappeared in a flash. , everything seems to be back to how it was before drawing.

Joan showed up to explain:

"Just trying it out, somehow it seems to work."

"I recorded a shifting signpost."

Fan Ning's surprise flashed across, and he slowly controlled the spiritual trace and asked:
"The way to return to the dreamland of the "cracking field"?"

"Then what happened to the witness talisman mutation next to the piano upstairs just now? Could it be another dream path that was polluted by the "pool" and almost stopped and got involved?"

Joan answered quickly in a few short words:

"Not sure; don't know."

"Let's go first."

The scars on the sleeves were all back to normal, so Fan Ning suppressed the doubts in his heart and signaled the two students to follow up and evacuate again.

Ever since midsummer arrived, doubts have never been less than this, and this trip to St. Agnes's Hospital alone has caused strange things one after another.

Obviously this is not a suitable place to stay and discuss.

The clear moisture of the Orthos rainforest rushed towards their faces, clearing away the stale smell of blood in the airways of the three of them.

"Cuckoo, cuckoo" "chirp chirp chirp chirp."

Amidst the lingering sounds of birds, Fan Ning led Luna and Ann down the stone steps of the hospital where weeds and spores grew wantonly, step by step away from the blue-purple building that still seemed out of place in the night.

He bowed his head and embraced the guitar, walked through the festered courtyard net, and murmured to himself thoughtfully:

"What should be the most basic extraordinary feature of a knowledgeable person?."

Luna and An thought that the teacher was testing the mysterious knowledge they had taught them recently. At this time, they couldn't help but glanced back at the empty St. Agnes Hospital, and tentatively replied:
"Can you know and control dreams?"

"Can you begin to decipher the meaning of inspiration and revelation?"

The rotten leaves and fruits exploded under their feet, and the three of them walked forward in the forest with one foot deep and one foot shallow, while Fan Ning followed the memory of the time when he came back, and at the same time, his gaze and thoughts became deeper and farther away.

"Debussy's Prelude to the Afternoon of the Faun."

It should be said that the term "Fun God" is not unique to this world. After all, as long as human beings engage in animal husbandry activities, such a mythological concept will be born in folk culture, whether it is the half-human, half-beast God of Faun in Greek mythology in the previous life, or it is here. This is true of the god of shepherd who is considered to be a certain image of the "Fanghui Poet".

This epoch-making orchestral work depicts a faun lying in the shade of a tree resting in the midsummer under the scorching sun. He seems to be asleep, thinking wildly, and feels that he has entered the fairyland of Mount Etna vaguely, where he Seeing the beautiful fairies dancing, and spending a moment of ecstasy with them, just as he was about to be punished for his blasphemy, he drifted into a deeper dream in a daze
Regardless of whether its musical vocabulary is radical or not, at least the philosophy behind it is undoubtedly "Dionysian", embodying some kind of mystical inspiration of "pool".

"So the "Prelude to the Afternoon of the Faun" inspired by the "Old Days" by Viern is the same as the first movement "Poetry of Awakening" created by me based on the experience of the southern country. , so that the 'Song of Awakening' was realized in different eras."

"What they portray is violence and idyllic, 'summer noon's dream.'"

Fanning's thoughts flowed inadvertently, and he determined the general title of "The Third Symphony". When it is not appropriate to declare "Third" at the moment, the latter is undoubtedly a more suitable choice to meet the public.

"And if I want to continue my 'Summer Noon's Dream' to perfection following the current line of thought, I obviously need to make a deeper interpretation of the dream, and even try to answer 'Love is a question'."

".So, among the many mystical features of dreams, what is the most abstract and essential?" Fan Ning couldn't help asking in a low voice when his thoughts reached the last sentence.

Human beings are often used to associate late night with silence and darkness, but the Orthos Rainforest in midsummer is an exception. There are clear moonlight and noisy insects and birds here, and the two students who focused on the path under their feet did not hear them.

It wasn't until more than half an hour later that Joan's handwriting appeared on Fanning's skirt again:
"Repressed emotions and desires are fulfilled in a disguised form."

The rhythm of everyone's return journey is completely different from that of the time they went.

Fan Ning gave up the way of using the power of command to travel, and followed the general south direction, casually chose the means of transportation, and went to bed and sleep according to the regular life and rest.

Sometimes he takes Luna and Ann on a journey in a merchant's carriage, sometimes he hires donkeys from market farmers, and sometimes he plays a piano in a dilapidated station, waiting for the old-fashioned steam train to rattle. Dragging the iron chain and soot into the platform with a clatter.

There are also moments like now, when the steam ferry is sailing on the route of the Paradogos Islands, the sea is calm without any ripples, the sky and the sea are as blue and black, and the sea level is the same as the sky is sprinkled with stars.On the deck, Fan Ning leaned on the side to write, and the two little girls lay sideways on the wicker chair, looking at the teacher and at the sea. After a long time, they couldn't tell the difference between the sea and the sky. In many moments, they felt that they were stretching their bodies. On the edge curve of the sky, as long as it is loosened and slipped a little, it will fall into the vast and bright sea below.

At another moment, Fanning drew the terminating double vertical lines for the third movement in his hand. He felt refreshed in his heart, so he held on to the side rail of the steam ferry and let out a long breath towards the dark blue sea, but the human interest was like A cup of boiling tea placed outside, although it is too hot to drink, will cool down in a blink of an eye if you are not careful.

Fan Ning, who has been immersed in Western-style humanities and poetry for several years, just now came up with a sentence like "the moon shines brightly, the river shines together, and the outside and inside are both clear".

For the current Haitian starlight and sad state of mind, he thinks this is really appropriate, but facing the two girls next to him who are always watching his every move, he is "leisurely aware, and the beauty is hard to tell you", so At the moment when I just finished writing, I can only "scream alone, I don't know what night it will be".

In this life in the old industrial world, is it possible for me to include materials such as Tang poetry and Song lyrics in a certain symphony in the future?

It sounds a bit absurd. I have never seen such a work in two lifetimes...

Thinking of this, Fan Ning chuckled and shook his head, and then let his thoughts return to the "Summer Noon Dream" in his creation.

The third movement just completed is "The Animals of the Forest Tell Me". The clarinet blows out the fixed tone of birdsong, which complements the theme of the flute's cuckoo dance music... More and more birds are singing softly, forming a bold counterpoint relationship, and there is even a trace of friction and extrusion between intervals. Provocative fragrance...

But as the theme of the dance music continues to descend, the triplet rhythmic call of the E-flat clarinet heralds the individual death of these jungle singers. It made an elegant debut and gradually developed into a loud solo of the band's off-site post, as if praising the beauty of life in the idyllic poetry.

And when the audience thought that the violence in the jungle had come to an end, the cuckoo theme with disturbing factors reappeared in the second half, so the main line here is just the continuation and clarity of the second movement-it is still the tragedy of the death of individual life, including Plants, but also animals, the elegant nightingale is but a small episode.

Towards the end, Fanning completely abolished the only remaining graceful and decent nightingale image fragment that symbolized hope, and created a disastrous sound effect with continuous vibrato descending and orchestra strong play. The scherzo finally came to an end in a fragment that implied a tragic atmosphere.

The above creation process, under the current inspiration, was completed very smoothly, and for Fan Ning, he did not experience too many difficult ideas.

Because he seems to have found a little "routine" in the creation process of this key: the first movement "Poetry of Awakening" conceived from "nothing", "void" or "chaos" climbs upwards, and reaches the second The movement "The World of Plants", and then the third movement "The World of Animals", they are all praying for a higher spirituality, which is a very appropriate expression.

"The most dangerous step is probably the third movement to the fourth movement..." Fan Ning is very clear that the previous "routine" may not be completely copied.

Only by understanding the Hui Tower first can you climb the Hui Tower, and you can advance to the understanding in your own way. This "Third Symphony" expresses its own understanding through the metaphor of the upper and lower structures of the Hui Tower——

The doors of the first, second, and third heights are all just "spiritual doors", corresponding to the "wisdom" contained by the understanding person during the ascent process...

And starting from the fourth height, the fourth, fifth, and sixth doors are "the doors of divinity"!Corresponding to "true knowledge"!
How to complete the transformation from the metaphor "spirituality" to the metaphor "divinity"?

In the vast sea, Fan Ning, who was leaning on the side of the ship, began to have a headache and "stuck" when he thought about the creation behind.

"Could it be that the title of the fourth movement is directly 'The Lord of Witnesses told me'? This is obviously unrealistic, and it violates the laws of mysticism or art. Moreover, how can I write things like this in the future?..."

　I finished writing the guaranteed goal of 10 words for this month, and it seems that I still haven’t stretched my hips too much. Well, there are three or four days left, so I should be able to write a little more.

　　But when I think that the work rhythm of the 996plus version may be normal now, I feel very tired and depressed. I don’t know if there is any hope to regain full attendance.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)