I customarily hear little about Chinese folk songs and the Northwest rock and roll, songs like, listening is more than a limited number of old Hong Kong and Taiwan artists, songs, a number of Western songs and classical music or something. In Shanghai, such an environment, Tingna Northwest rock and roll, or folk songs, there is no feeling of endless noisy anti-sense, but also, or difficult to hear, only the light more, more slowly to relieve some of the most quiet to hear, or The various classical music can make my mind calm and relief to be temporary.
So, when came to this Shennongjia, stood listening to the car or a simple rugged sonorous folk rock, she felt comfortable, I suddenly realized that the original, here is the cradle of them, where they take root and reproduce land, It is here, seems like they are the appropriateness, if put in the time period of Teresa Teng's songs, I would feel strange and strange.
This reminds me of the time in Qinghai, when the car moving at high altitude meadow above the Riyue daotanghe side of the road, I listened to Wang Luo Bin "in that distant place" and "half climb to the moon, "the driver lightly with singing, my heart is also tremendous joy and harmony, so that song is a part of the land is that land in singing, is a wonderful singing voice that land to us and happy to talk with Si Lian . Only grown up in this land who would have that kind of sentimentally attached to this song and love, that is their lives, that is their heart rhythm. At that time, I began to understand that the northwest side group of people, and their dark smile, their joy, their face wrinkles, and their loud, and their minimalist simplicity.
However, the Shen Nong who's on us, and there is no music in Qinghai Qinghai person as honest in my simple, Shen Nong's people have gradually away from their music, music is still simple, and the impact of modern business has necessarily to the Shen Nong were inscribed with the mark of the non-kindness. Several years later, they are bound to understand the so-called real business of the Road, ran now, some of them were only for the visitors of disgust, pity, pity.
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