Oncesomepeoplewith„were deepandquiet”and„are gentleandsad”and„such as the echo in night”and other words and phrasesto describeSachs'scharacteristics, the mood in the «Most familiarStranger»songcontaining, underSachs'sperformance, as ifprobablywas compressedandelongatedgenerally, such as the silksuch as the wisp, was twining the intention of people!
曾有人用“深沉而平静”、“轻柔而忧伤”、“如深夜中的回声”等词句来描述萨克斯的特点,《最熟悉的陌生人》的曲子里蕴含的情绪,在萨克斯的演奏下,仿佛好像被压扁、拉长了一般,如丝如缕,缠绕着人们的心怀!AlthoughYang YiblowsSachsfrom the beginningtime, has teased the son, butheafterwarddid not endureto blasphemethismusic, is playingaffectionately.
虽然杨轶一开始吹萨克斯的时候,逗了一下儿子,但是他后来还是不忍亵渎这段音乐,深情地吹奏着。Especiallyblows„respectivesorrowfully”thistime, heuses the continuouslongvibrato, the tonality that will raiseblowsis similar to the electric currentis ordinary, as ifcanpenetrate the soul of people!
尤其是吹到“各自悲哀”这一句的时候,他用连绵悠长的颤音,将抬高的音调吹得如同电流一般,仿佛能击穿人们的灵魂!Mo Feihas closed the eye, succumbed to Sachs'ssadmusic, even if closes the eye, the mood of burst outis unable to constrain, twolines of cleartearsfromhercorner of the eyespreadunder.墨菲闭上了眼睛,沉湎在了萨克斯忧伤的乐声中,可即便是闭上眼睛,已经迸发的情绪也无法压抑,两行清泪从她的眼角蔓延而下。Yang Yijustblew the bodyto be supine, justhad turned head, thensawthis.杨轶刚刚吹得身体仰起来,刚刚回过头,便看到了这一幕。Whatsituation? Howto cry?
什么情况?怎么就哭了?Yang Yistops the mouthhastily, Sachs'svoicestops suddenly, displacingishecares about the inquiry: „Wife, you? Howsuddenlyto cry?”杨轶连忙停下嘴,萨克斯的声音戛然而止,取而代之是他关心地询问:“老婆,你怎么了?怎么就忽然哭起来了?”„Shouldbythesong that Iblowbeing moved?”Yang Yialsocracked a joke, „do Iblowhavenice to hearsuch? ThisthingIdo not calculate that excels!”
“该不会是被我吹的这个曲子给感动了吧?”杨轶还开起了玩笑,“我吹得有这么好听?这东西我可不算擅长啊!”Mo Feirubbed the eyes, somewhatangrylooked atthisunromanticfellow, shesitsinthatdepressed, the powdercheek that the tendernose that moth eyebrows that is pressed, wrinkles, blows upslightly, has written all over„meverysadlyuncomfortable, waitsto comfort”!墨菲揉了揉眼睛,有些气恼地看了看这个不解风情的家伙,她闷闷不乐地坐在那,蹙起的蛾眉、皱起的娇鼻、微微鼓起的粉腮,写满了“我很伤心难受,等安慰”!Naturally, the Mo Fei'smoodoriginates, Yang Yicanguessprobably, heput downSachs, sitson the tea table before Mo Feibody, both eyeswere gazing ather, said with a smiletemperately: „Did not tellyou, thesesongs, areIdepending on the fantasy, do not indulge in flights of fancy? Itexpressedwas notmytrue feelingstrue feelings, butwasI the emotion to write the movedsong, baselessconstructing.”
当然,墨菲的情绪来源,杨轶还是能大概猜得出来,他将萨克斯放下,坐到了墨菲身前的茶几上,双眼注视着她,温和地笑道:“不是跟你说了,这些歌,都是我凭空想的,你不要胡思乱想吗?它表达的不是我的真情实感,而是我为了写伤感的歌,凭空构造出来的情感而已。”
Does Mo Feiunderstandthistruth? Does Yang Yihaveto break faith, Mo Feiis notdoes not know. Sheisonein the woman who in the sentimentreallyneeds the security sense, in the headalwayscannot bearindulge in flights of fancy.墨菲何尝不明白这个道理呢?杨轶有没有变心,墨菲又不是不知道。只是,她是一个在感情上很需要安全感的女人,脑袋里总是忍不住胡思乱想。Sees onlyherto purse the lips, is having a nasal, is depressedsaid: „Iknow...... Is, readtheselyrics, in the braincould not bearthink of at sixes and sevensmatter.”
只见她抿了抿嘴,带着点鼻音,闷闷地说道:“我知道……就是,看了这些歌词,脑子里就忍不住想到很多乱七八糟的事情。”„Whatat sixes and sevensmatter?”Yang Yiasked.
“什么乱七八糟的事情?”杨轶问道。„Resembledyouto likeothers, withsuch that yourthissongwrote, whendid not knowstarts, did not likeme......”Mo Feisaying, the heartclutchedpainful, the eye socketalsochangedred.
“就好像你喜欢上了别人,就跟你这首歌写的那样,不知道什么时候开始,就不爱我了……”墨菲说着,心一揪一揪地痛了起来,眼眶也是又变红了。Yang Yiis looking atloving dearly, sitstoMo Fei'ssidesimply, the big handembraces, has huggedher, heldownbosom, crosssatonhisthigh, theywere facing the surfacelike this, tonearer.杨轶瞧着心疼,索性坐到墨菲的身边,大手一揽,将她抱了过来,抱到了自己的怀里,跨坐在他的大腿上,两人这样面对着面,离得更近了。Mo Feihad been made a bigred painted-facebyYang Yi, not to mention the uncomfortablemooddoes not knowwherea moment agoruns up togoes, nowshealsoturns headto looktostayingLittle Tongtong at the same timecrib, Little Tongtongis opening the bigeyeto look here sound, althoughkept offsomefields of visionby the sofaarm rest, butMo Feisomewhatshamesbashfully.墨菲被杨轶闹了个大红脸,且不说刚才难受的情绪不知道跑到哪里去,现在她还扭头看向呆在一边婴儿床里的小曈曈,小曈曈正睁着大眼睛瞧着这边的动静,虽然被沙发扶手挡掉了一些视野,可是墨菲还是有些羞臊。„Sonis looking!”Mo Feishamesclatterclattersaid.
“儿子在看着呢!”墨菲羞嗒嗒地说道。„Leave alonehe!”Yang Yiput out a handto pinch the Mo Fei'snose, said with a smile, „took a look atyou, indulged in flights of fancyalsoto be ableoneselfto makesuchdistressedly! Is the bloody fool? Yousaid!”
“别管他!”杨轶伸手捏了捏墨菲的鼻子,笑道,“瞧瞧你,胡思乱想也能把自己弄得这么狼狈!是不是大傻瓜?你自己说!”„Youalsobullyme!”Mo Feidiscovered that stubbornYang Yi, simplyanythingdoes not manage, reveals the natural disposition, a facecalled outsuffering from injustice.
“你还欺负我!”墨菲发现拗不过杨轶,索性啥也不管了,流露出本性,一脸委屈地叫道。„Did therebullyyou?”Yang Yisaid with a smile.
“那里欺负你了?”杨轶笑道。„Youtwistmynose!”Mo Feiair/Qibulgingto say.
“你拧我鼻子!”墨菲气鼓鼓地说道。„Thishas not made an effort, pinchesgently, calledto twist?”
“这都没有用力,轻轻捏一下,也叫拧吗?”„I, no matter, youusuallylove dearlymytime, iskissesmy, howto pinchme............”Mo Feicould not speak.
“我不管,你平时心疼我的时候,都是亲我的,怎么会捏我……唔……”墨菲说不出话来了。A while, shewas loosened, lipruddyclear, cheekdark redlikesnow, althoughair/Qibulgingto stare atYang Yi, butthatpair of happyasis angry the eye, as ifquicklyflattered the water leakageto comelovingly!
一会儿,她才被松开,嘴唇红润晶莹、脸蛋殷红如雪,虽然还是气鼓鼓地盯着杨轶,但那双似喜似嗔的含情目,似乎都快媚出水来了!„Do not indulge in flights of fancy, weare good!”Yang YiholdsMo Fei, makingherheadpillowinownchest, the lipbe gentlea whileinhertemples, leisurelysaid.
“不要胡思乱想,咱们好着呢!”杨轶将墨菲抱在过来,让她脑袋枕在自己的胸口,嘴唇在她鬓间温存了一会儿,才慢慢悠悠地说道。„After that?”Mo Feiwas receivinga moment ago the influences of theseimaginationactually, mumbledlow voice.
“那以后呢?”墨菲其实还是受着刚才那些想象的影响,小声嘟囔道。„Naturallymustbe good! Writes the songto write the song, has the relationswith the reality!” The Yang Yigentle voicesaid.
“当然是要一直好下去啊!写歌只是写歌,跟现实有没有关系!”杨轶柔声说道。Obtains the answer that oneselfwanted, the Mo Fei'sheadhas rubbedrubbingin the Yang Yi'schest, does not speak.
得到了自己想要的答案,墨菲的脑袋在杨轶的胸口蹭了蹭,不吭声了。„Icometo read a wordtoyou, youstillremember that previoustimeItoyousaid‚tobestow on the newwordsaidworries’?”Yang Yiaskedwith a smile.
“我来给你念一首词吧,你还记得上次我跟你说‘为赋新词强说愁’吗?”杨轶笑着问道。„Does not remember.”Mo Feilow voiceresponse.
“不记得了。”墨菲小声回应。„Thiswasoneancientoneword that the person who calledXin Qijiwrote, the full textwasthis: The youthdo not knowto worry the taste, falls in love with the levelbuilding. Falls in love with the levelbuilding, tobestow on the newwordsaid that worried......”Yang Yiwas readingmelodious.
“这是一首古代一个叫辛弃疾的人写的词,全文是这样的:少年不知愁滋味,爱上层楼。爱上层楼,为赋新词强说愁……”杨轶抑扬顿挫地念着。„Well, youreadoneprobably.”Mo Feisatstraight, doubtssaid.
“咦,你好像念多了一句。”墨菲坐直了起来,疑惑地说道。„No, the names of the tunes of cipoetry of thiswordarethis, belowalsohasone: At the presentknowscompletelyworries the taste, wanted saying that alsorested. Wantedto sayalsorests, said the daycoolgoodautumn!”Yang Yisaidself-effacingly
“没有,这首词的词牌就是这样的,下面还有一句:而今识尽愁滋味,欲说还休。欲说还休,却道天凉好个秋!”杨轶摇头晃脑地说道Mo Feicannot bearsmile: „Daycoolgoodautumn, thisto soundat will! Like the speech.”墨菲忍不住轻轻一笑:“天凉好个秋,这句听起来好随意啊!跟说话一样。”„Right, thiswordwantsto sayis, youngtimedoes not know that anythingisworried, likesin the tall buildinglooking into the distant place, probablythiscancomprehend the taste that worries. Buthas a futuristic perspective, does not understand the person who worries, towrite a goodwork, saidreluctantlyoneworry. Nowwas good, nowtastedcompletelyto worry the taste, wantedto saycannot say, can only say the daycoolgoodautumn...... Withspeaking the ordinarywords was the same, simplydid not havewhatwordrhyme.”
“没错,这首词想说的就是,年轻的时候不知道什么是愁,就喜欢到高楼上眺望远处,好像这样能领悟愁的滋味。而登高望远,不懂愁的人,为了写一首好作品,也勉强地说自己发愁。现在好了,现在尝尽了愁滋味,想要说都说不出来,只能说天凉好个秋……就跟说平常的话一样,根本没有什么词韵。”Yang Yihas explainedonepile, smileslooks at the Mo Fei'seyepupil, the gentle voicesaid: „Thesesongs that nowIwrite, forcefullydescribedthismovedmood, such that buttoldthisword, ifpersonreallytothismovedtime, perhapscannot writeto expressthismoodworkto come.”杨轶解读了一堆,才微笑地看着墨菲的眼眸,柔声说道:“现在我写的这些歌,本来就是强行描述这种伤感的情绪,但就跟这首词里说的那样,如果人真的到了这种伤感的时候,恐怕是怎么也写不出表达这个情绪的作品来的。”„IunderstandthatIam only, Iwas onlya littleam infectedbythesesongsmood, suddenlywas at heart sad.”Mo FeigrabsYang Yi's, lowers the head saying that „, butsideyou, Iunderstands that nowIhave not lostyou, is very happy, does not knowthat a matter!”
“我明白,我只是,我只是有点被这些歌的情绪感染了,忽然心里难过起来。”墨菲抓着杨轶的手,低着头说道,“但现在在你身边,我就明白我没有失去你,又很开心,知道没有那么一回事!”„Works asding-dong!”Nearbysoundhas brokenYang Yi and Mo Fei'strain of thought that theyturned the headto look at the past.
“当当当!”旁边的动静打断了杨轶和墨菲的思绪,他们转头看过去。There the crib, Little Tongtongpossiblyissaw that the fatherandmotherpay no attention to themselves, heis also disinclinedto continueto lookagainthat the kidgrabs the toy of crib, the plasticsmallmechanical shovel that hequitelikes, knocked the guard rail of cribrhythmically.
婴儿床那儿,小曈曈可能是看到爸爸、妈妈不理自己,他也懒得再继续看下去,小家伙抓着婴儿床的玩具,那辆他比较喜欢的塑料小铲车,有节奏地敲起了婴儿床的护栏。ProbablywantsPrison Breakto be ordinary!
好像要越狱一般!Yang YiandMo Feitake back the line of sight, looking at each othersmile, since Mo Feialsofrom the Yang Yi'sleg, in the pastlooked after the youngest son.杨轶和墨菲收回视线,对视一笑,墨菲也从杨轶的腿上下来,过去照料起了小儿子。
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