pianist from the sea

Chapter 265 Fu Tiao's Extreme Beauty

Fu Tiao's arm sank slowly, and the heaviness and pathos in the music ended in his hands.

Obviously the title is Passion, but there is no passion in his music, and there is only sadness and pain.

This is not a mistake in Fu Tiao's interpretation, nor is it wrong to say that there is no such enthusiasm in music.

In fact, in the Passion Sonata, the kind of passion for everything that everyone imagined does not exist. The most accurate expression should be the hope under countless tortures and pains.

What is enthusiasm?
Beethoven's own explanation is Shakespeare's storm, everything you can feel in the face of the storm, the poetic feeling in the face of sadness and despair, is called enthusiasm.

Life is such a road, facing a long road of suffering, unable to escape from it, but a road of thorns that can only be endured continuously.

In this kind of life, you can fully feel the world full of contradictions and explorations. Everything in the world is unknown and worth exploring, but under the unknown and contradictions, the results of your explorations What exactly is it?
Fu called music to give his answer.

More pain, and more hope.

The more you sink, the more you sink into the abyss, the more real everything you can feel, and the more you can grasp the flash of light in the world.

When you are in a world full of lights, you will never be able to find real hope. All kinds of lights will cover your eyes, making you unable to distinguish what is real and what is false.

And when you are surrounded by darkness, even if that light may be false or disillusioned, it is the most real light in your life, and the light that is most likely to save your life.

If you don't grasp this hope, you can only fall helplessly into the abyss.

So where is the end of the abyss?
There is no doubt that it is eternal darkness and eternal death.

Everyone is going to die, and no one can escape from death. We have already stepped on the road of death from the moment we were born. Only some people go first, and some people arrive later.

However, one thing that makes man different from other creatures is that man is a creature full of struggle and unyielding.

Although the end of human self-respect is also death, this death is different from the self-destruction of living things.

They affirm the suffering of life and will not sink into it.

The most noble point of man is to fight indomitably against the endless suffering in this sinking.

Wrestle with nature, wrestle with heaven and earth, wrestle with all things, wrestle with others.

To wrestle with the forces that surround and oppose him...

And this is enthusiasm, unyielding enthusiasm, struggling to reach out to touch the dome, the enthusiasm of God stretching out a finger.

Only have struggled, worked hard, struggled, and persevered, even if the final destination is still death.

But such a death has a sublime and tragic beauty.

The passion in his bones burned everything, made the world boil in his hands, and burned everything that was bound to him.

Fight.

This is what is shown in the first movement of Fu Tiao.

With the ultimate suppression, it filled everyone's hearts with despair and pain, and then gave them a glimmer of hope, forcing them to fight for that glimmer of hope.

This is also the method used by Lang Liangyue.

Although the types of interpretations of the two are different, the methods used by the two are also the same.

They are all taught by the same master, so the trick cannot be broken.

This is also the main reason why Lang Liangyue said that Fu Diao's music has reached his level, but he still has a little distance to suppress him.

However, Fu Tiao's focus is not on this, but on the second movement that no one pays attention to.

Fu Tiao was panting slightly, a trace of sweat dripped down his forehead and got into his collar, making his breathing even slightly disordered.

He suddenly thought of the words that Klaus said to him when he was playing the Beethoven sonata.

"If we are just talking about Beethoven's Passionate Sonata, Lang Liangyue has basically reached the pinnacle of music. Many people try to surpass Lang Liangyue. When it comes to the sonata, Lang Liangyue's performance can suit the vast majority of people, and become the most authoritative version, the most worth listening to and learning from."

"Then what should I do?" Fu Tiao looked at Klaus and asked softly, "There must be a solution, right?"

"Well, there is one, but it's not the most appropriate solution."

Klaus smiled at Fu Tiao, and explained: "In this Beethoven sonata, the first movement and the third movement, these two movements have been tried countless times by everyone, and there are countless People choose to play these two movements for exams, do you know?"

"Well, I know..." Fu Tiao nodded: "These two works are very famous."

"Because of this, these two movements have relatively the most appropriate and authoritative performance methods."

Klaus got up, walked to the edge of the classroom, took out a disc and put it on the gramophone in the classroom, played it, and said to Fu Tiao.

"The first movement is the pain, despair and hope that you can't get. The focus is on the struggle that you can't get. This is relatively easy to understand, and the third movement is the spirit that is achieved in one go!"

After pausing for a moment, Klaus said with great gravity: "The only special point is the second movement."

"Is the second movement difficult?" Fu Tiao looked at Klaus in confusion and asked.

Klaus just shook his head and said slowly: "The second movement is not difficult. The reason why I say the second movement is because there is only one way to interpret the second movement, and that is to make good use of the tension of the music."

He pointed to the record that was playing in his hand, and said softly: "The longing for hope, and the disillusionment of ideals, this is an adagio movement. I know that Dior is very good at adagio movements, but you have to pay attention , that is the dramatic conflict here, very strong."

"Brought by more intense dramatic conflicts, interpretation limitations, and indescribable expressions, all of us have the same expressions and the same dramatic conflicts, which also makes this place a purely competitive existence .”

"Inner strength?" Fu Tiao was taken aback, not expecting such an answer.

Klaus smiled when he saw Fu Tiao's doubts, and nodded easily: "Well, yes, internal strength..."

"The so-called internal strength refers to your inner strength. Apart from the basic skills, the sensitivity to music, the ability to interpret music, and the expression of musical beauty, the most critical point is the ability to appreciate the beauty of music. The higher the ability to appreciate the beauty of music, the stronger the effect of your expression, and the more perfect your interpretation will be.”

"This place is a pure competition of internal strength, and it is the only chance to surpass Lang Liangyue."

"And you, I believe that your aesthetic perception of music can reach that level!"

Klaus' words flashed in Fu Tiao's mind. He looked at the black and white keyboard in front of him, narrowed his eyes involuntarily, took a deep breath, and pressed it down slowly.

hum...

hum...

hum...

The sound of the piano was played slowly, and the tenderness that belonged only to the second movement slowly climbed up the tailbone of everyone, grabbed everyone's spine, and broke everyone's brain.

Goosebumps popped up instantly.

The beauty of this music?
Everyone looked at Fu Tiao in front of them, their pupils dilated involuntarily.

The beauty of this music makes them feel as if they are no longer in this world, as if they have come to heaven, and they have been redeemed.

The despair above the first movement seems to have completely dissipated at this moment. All the mourning and pain around have disappeared at this moment, leaving only the simplest, clear and gentle.

Everything around him dissipated, leaving only Fu Diao in the music.

As far as they could see, they could only see Fu Diao sitting on the stage alone, smiling and playing the work in his hand.

The expression is relaxed and cheerful, with unparalleled comfort.

Just like the works in his hands, so is the feeling it brings to everyone.

Under such feelings, everyone's emotions could not help but get a little bit of relief, completely pressing their bodies into the music, and letting themselves fall into it.

When listening to Fu Tiao music before, they even thought about whether they need to resist Fu Tiao music, let themselves go out independently of Fu Tiao music, so that their emotions will not be too sad and unable to extricate themselves.

Up and down, the tenderness in the music is heavy, enveloping everyone.

Every weakening, every crescendo, has an indescribable sweetness and temptation.

Here is heaven, here is everything that everyone dreams of.

They no longer need to continue to work hard, this is their end point.

They will not continue to fall into the abyss, because this is already heaven.

"Perfect……"

Argerich, who was far away, couldn't help closing his eyes, raised his fingers, followed the lines of Fu Tiao's music, and even showed a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Like those ordinary audiences, she was immersed in Fu Tiao's music and couldn't extricate herself.

This kind of music makes her feel enjoyment and makes her extremely addicted.

"I like this performance, Daniel (Barenboim), what do you think? You are an expert in Beethoven, you should know more about Fu Tiao's performance, what do you think, how about Fu Tiao's performance?"

"nice……"

Barenboim, who was sitting next to Argerich, also closed his eyes.

He didn't say the word perfect like Argerich, he just said beauty softly, that's all.

It sounds as if there is no element of praise in it, but if you know Barenboim's social status, then you should know how unlikely it is for Barenboim to say that Fu Tiao's performance is beautiful .

He is the top Beethoven interpreter since Lang Liangyue's previous generation.

He was the best enthusiasm sonata player of the year.

His understanding and interpretation of the Passion Sonata is not inferior to anyone present, even compared to the current Lang Liangyue, he is the same.

Although he himself is limited to the interpretation of music by the Russian school of music and the German-Austrian school of music, he does not perform the symphony of music as vividly as Lang Liangyue.

But in the same way, if he is only limited to the German-Austrian School of Music and the Russian School of Music, he has basically reached the extreme, far surpassing Lang Liangyue.

If you let him seriously evaluate a person's Beethoven, he is best at the field.

In front of that person, he may still have some restraint, and he will not bluntly say that you are not a good person.

But if you don't evaluate in front of this person, then he will be extremely serious and will not say anything against his will.

But now, when he heard Fu Tiao's performance, in front of his best friend and frequent collaborator, he spoke directly without any hesitation, and just said a word.

"nice"

Without any embellishments, without any gorgeous words, just the simplest and most simple thoughts in his heart.

That is the performance of Fu Tiao, which is really beautiful, beautiful to the extreme.

And what is the perfect ending?
Anyone who has half an understanding of the Sonata of Passion will probably know it.

You don't even need to have an understanding of the Passion Sonata, you can guess the extremely beautiful ending.

That is destruction.

Beauty is meant to be destroyed.

Destroying beauty is the most instinctive impulse of human beings, and it is the blood flowing in their bones.

The most perfect tragedy is to tear the most beautiful things alive in front of everyone, let them watch the process of the beauty being torn apart, and let them feel the same.

This is what the second movement of Beethoven's Passionate Sonata is all about.

The more beautiful it is, the more it will be destroyed.

At this moment, Barenboim's body even trembled a little bit. He closed his eyes tightly, and his fingers were tightly pinched on the piano bench by his hand, with even a hint of pain in his expression.

Although Fu Tiao didn't do anything, he had already imagined the moment when the beauty was destroyed.

This feeling, he is getting older, and he doesn't want to enjoy such a beautiful moment of being destroyed.

Although it is said that the inevitable moment of this work is the last tempering of the second movement of this work to become Beethoven's most perfect sonata, he has listened to this work countless times.

but……

He suddenly felt afraid at this moment.

He suddenly dreamed about his parents, his teacher, his friends, and even the scene where his junior sister, Argerich, who was sitting next to him at this moment left.

Especially Argerich...

He slowly opened his eyes and looked at Argerich, who seemed to be enjoying the music, with an extremely complicated expression.

He didn't have the kind of love for his junior sister that anyone thought, and Argerich didn't have the kind of love for him.

But there is an incomparably rich family relationship between them, far beyond love.

He looked at Argerich beside him, and even felt the pain that she had left his side, and he no longer had anyone he knew well in this world.

He wanted to escape, but there was no way.

Because at the moment when the music just started, Fu Tiao had already planted a seed for everyone.

A seed called Gentle Township.

At the moment when you first touch the music, unless you close your ears and turn away, you will inevitably be attracted by such music and sink into the seeds of it.

The more sensitive people are to music, the more they will be attracted by Fu Tiao and sink into it.

therefore……

Even though they are particularly resistant to the pain that destroys everything at the end of the music, they can't resist it.

Can only passively bear the last joy.

No one can escape.

Even Lang Liangyue at the front was the same.

Not to mention Gina, Kissin, and Arkady not far from him.

Even Zhao Chengzhen and Hamelin in the distance.

Especially Hamelin, when he felt Fu Tiao's tenderness, he suddenly thought of Zhao Chengzhen's dissuasion from him before, and he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Chengzhen beside him with great gratitude, and gave him a thankful look.

Without Zhao Chengzhen, after today's concert, he felt that he might become the laughing stock of the Internet media.

He provoked Fu Tiao himself, and before Fu Tiao could make a move, he knelt down under Fu Tiao's pants.

Even if he withdraws his information, according to the behavior of those people on the Internet, they will back up his information and send it again.

There is no way to wash away your shame in a few years.

Therefore, he looked at Zhao Chengzhen with even more intense eyes.

It's just that Zhao Chengzhen didn't look at him at all, his thoughts were all resisting Fu Tiao's performance.

Because at this moment, not only him, but also many people around him, they feel that they are sitting on a jumping machine at this moment, and they are being pulled to the highest point step by step.

The most frightening time for the jumping machine is the moment when it stops at the highest point.

Everyone knows that they are about to fall, but they don't know when they will fall.

The time of waiting for the fall is the most tormenting and the most tormenting.

For the Sonata of Passion, they suffered even more.

Because they don't know when they will fall, but they can see the countdown with their own eyes.

Just like the execution of the death penalty, they will be shot at the point.

All eyes were on Fu Tiao, waiting for the final judgment to appear.

And Fu Tiao seemed to feel the weight of everyone's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand and floated in mid-air, giving him the last stagnation before his execution.

hum...

Fu Tiao's hand hadn't even dropped yet, but the tension of the music at this moment was directly pulled to the maximum.

Their emotions were instantly lifted.

Then, under the eyes of everyone, Fu Tiao's hand floating in the air gently dropped.

boom!
Crashed.

At this moment, all the beauty and hope that Fu Tiao had shaped before were instantly shattered, leaving nothing behind.

The pain overflowed in an instant, frantically devouring everyone's hearts.

Fu Tiao, on the other hand, did not stop at all, and slammed his fingers down.

Played the third movement of the Passion Sonata.

(End of this chapter)