C909 A Tragedy in Love

Dessy had learned piano before. He was sitting in front of the piano and playing in high spirits.

Shen Yi walked closer. He stopped and gave half of the seat to her. "Shall we play it together first?"

Shen Yi smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Moonlight Sonata, which is the Song of the piano in the Song of Rising C. There were three movements in total.

Perhaps it was because the composition time of this song was too special, and the person dedicated to it also had some charm of love, so many artists and writers had always had objections to its analysis.

The thing most familiar to Huaxia people should be the Moonlight Sonata in the textbooks of the sixth grade of the textbook Language. Although it was a moving story, but in fact, it was just a story made up with the title "Moonlight Song," not the truth of the name.

The real source of the story was that after a German poet heard it, he said, "The first movement of this piece reminds me of the clear moonlight rippling on the surface of the lake." Then, this song was closely linked to the moonlight. All kinds of legends about composers improvising under the moonlight became popular.

But in fact, what touched Beethoven wasn't the moonlight, but the painful feeling after Beethoven and Juliet Cigardi were forced to break up.

This was a widely accepted explanation, but in fact, when he composed this song in 1801, he was in a passionate relationship with the earl.

Everyone had different opinions. In fact, in detail, Beethoven was probably the only one who knew the background of this complex composition.

When Shen Yi got the script, she found that the scriptwriter wanted to avoid this trap, because the arrangement of this piece was very ingenious. In her dream, Juliet Qichardi was wearing a white wedding dress. She played with him with four hands.

The scriptwriter didn't want to simply express the song as a breakup. He wanted the song to express a tragedy.

The tragedy of love, the tragedy of war, the tragedy of fate, all of these were condensed in his dreams, and then he would personally break it.

After all, Beethoven had a pair of hands that were brave enough to grab fate's throat.

Because of the long period of time, Shen Yi and Dessy did not play the complete song. The three movements were cut and connected. Shen Yi only played the first movement with him for less than a minute.

Both of them were familiar with the song and cooperated well with each other. They had a smooth time with each other.

Dessy did not want to play anymore after playing it twice. He tilted his head and looked at Shen Yi. "You are the most beautiful eastern person I have ever seen."

Shen Yi wanted to put herself into the play in advance. As she played slowly, she gave her a gentle and loving smile. "Thank you."

Dessy was hit by the smile and held his chest in an intoxicated manner. "You are still working hard."

"What's your next job plan? Have you considered coming to Germany to develop? I'll protect you. "

Shen Yi said," I don't have any plans for now, but maybe in the future. "

During this period of time, Shen Yi basically understood Dessy's character. He liked beauties. Whenever he had something to do, he would love to talk about flowers. She had heard that he had been hurt by love before. The one who hurt him was an eastern person, so he was more or less in love with Eastern beauties. His acting skills were excellent, and his working attitude was also very serious. He was a friend worth befriending without disturbing both parties' private lives.

Dessy immediately agreed as if he had received a promise. "If you want to come to Germany, you must tell me. I'll introduce you to the director."

Shen Yi smiled at him. "You're also welcome to China."

"Time's up. Get ready for the various planes." The director shouted, "Shen Yi, go outside the door."

Shen Yi stood up and walked outside the door, listening carefully to the director's arrangements.

With a "come in," Shen Yi carried her fluffy and gorgeous skirt and slowly walked out from the corner.

The sun was bright outside, but the room was not bright. It was even a little dark. The window was open and there was a piano placed along the window. A man with a dejected expression sat in front of the piano. He seemed to have heard the sound. So he slowly turned his head to look at her.

The sunlight was very dazzling, shaking people to the point of tears. He narrowed his eyes, only to see the clusters of light that broke apart as they moved, and that light wrapped around a graceful woman.

She went against the light and walked step by step into this cramped little house under the dazzling light. The pure white skirt dragged across the dark floor, and the white gauze gloves were tightly pressed against the slender and beautiful ten fingers. Her slender waist was so tight that it was not even enough to be gripped, and her snow white skin... Her slender neck and that beautiful face that deeply loved her.

He stared blankly at her. He watched as she walked step by step in front of him. After which, she stood still and lowered her eyes to smile at him.

Her smile was gentle and focused. That pair of beautiful and bright eyes stared fixedly at him, causing him to instantly think that he was her entire world.

He looked at her greedily, then stood up with red eyes, inviting her to sit in front of the piano.

He held her hand and placed it on the black and white keys. She tilted her head and looked at him with a reproachful gaze.

As if saying, I came to see you in a wedding dress, you used the piano to send me away. But I also understood that you loved the piano, and I loved you who loved the piano. You relied on my love to give me whatever I want. Yet I am willing to take it.

He looked at her unblinkingly, as if he was inviting her, as if he was begging her, but at the same time, he also seemed to be looking at her with greed.

His throat moved, but he did not say anything.

She smiled lightly and lowered her eyes, tapping the piano keys and playing the song that they were currently in tacit understanding with each other.