Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 716 A Faraway Place With Lilacs
Whether Zhang Zhong is showing off his skills, he himself has no answer.

But what he can be sure of is that the two little girls in front of him must be showing off their skills. He has already been shown by Peng Peng and Min Ya until his scalp is numb.

"Uncle Zhang, I'll play another piece of "Girl in the Deep Bamboo Forest" for you, which I just learned. Teacher Ning, who taught me the flute, said that it's rare for children my age to play as well as me. "

Min Ya raised the flute flat, ready to perform to Zhang Zhong her seventh - maybe eighth solo repertoire tonight.

When she finished playing a song, Zhang Zhong was about to praise her, when Pengpeng held a painting in each hand and said to Zhang Zhong, "Dad, this is my recent painting, is it good?"

Zhang Zhong sniffed. Except for the two paintings in her hand, the sofa in the living room was already filled with her works.

In order to move these paintings out of the studio on the second floor, Peng Peng ran back and forth several times, his little face flushed with exhaustion.Min Ya didn't feel much better, she played seven or eight songs in a row, the length was not short, and the difficulty was not low. It is estimated that the oxygen stored in her alveoli has been exhausted, and she is still panting at the moment .

The two girls showed off their talents in front of Zhang Zhong as if they were competing.

The cause of the incident was the Double Egg Gala organized by their school this year. Because the skits of the two of them were very good last year, the head teacher, Teacher Li, suggested that the two of them collaborate on another program this year. The specific program has not yet been decided.

Teacher Li asked Zhang Zhong for his opinion, and Zhang Zhong said to turn around and ask the two girls what they wanted.

So after school, Zhang Zhong took Min Ya home.

After eating, they started discussing about the program. The discussion was quite harmonious at first, and with their previous success, both of them also wanted to make another sketch.

But while we were chatting, Liu Minya suddenly said: Actually, Teacher Li even asked me if I would like to play solo.

The little girl may have said this with a hint of showing off, but she definitely had no other intentions, but Peng Peng was not far behind, and she also said: Teacher Li also asked me if I wanted to show my paintings, and she said my paintings The painting looks good.

Well, the talent competition begins like this.

It is a good thing for children to have a desire to express themselves, and the two of them just try to express themselves as much as possible, but they never said a bad word to each other, so Zhang Zhong let them do their best.

Now that the two little girls are exhausted, Zhang Zhongcai clapped his hands and said with a smile, "No wonder Mr. Li asked you to show your talents. I think you are very good after seeing it. However, I still think you two are very good at this year's talent show. It’s better to collaborate on a program. I suddenly had a new idea just now, maybe you can integrate your respective talents into one program.”

Minya also recovered now, not panting as much as before. Hearing Zhang Zhong's words, she asked, "How can we integrate talent into a show?"

"In this way, you play a sketch. Min Ya and you, play a musician, and Peng Peng play a painter."

"I am a great painter." Pengpeng said.

"Then I'm a great musician." Yoo Min Ah was not to be outdone.

"Okay, okay." Zhang Zhong curled his lips. The two little people wanted to be some kind of great painter or musician. He continued, "The relationship between you two is not very good."

"We have a good relationship." Pengpeng said hastily.

Min Ah also said, "Yes, we have a very good relationship."

"What I'm talking about is that in the sketch, the characters you play have a bad relationship."

Pengpeng said with a smile, "Stupid, what my father said is that the people in the sketches have a bad relationship."

"You said it first."

Zhang Zhong quickly pressed his hands, "Don't talk, listen to me."

The two little girls nodded at the same time.

"You two don't have a good relationship. Minya, who is a great musician, thinks that painting is nothing special, not as important as music. Peng Peng, who is a great painter, looks down on music. The two of you are facing each other, and you can't convince each other. Who. When the two of you were arguing, a poet passed by and sang a poem. In order to convince each other, Peng Peng drew a picture on the spot, expressing the artistic conception expressed in the poem. Min Ya also played A song, as an accompaniment for this poem. Finally, when music and painting are combined, you discover the beauty of each other's art. It turns out that music and painting are both wonderful things, and they are more charming when combined."

Zhang Zhong said it very simply, and both girls understood the meaning.

But Min Ya wondered, "But where do the poems come from, and what kind of paintings will Pengpeng draw, and what tunes will I play?"

"Yes, and the poet, there are only two of us."

Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "Don't worry about these things, I'm here, there's no problem."

……

Ten minutes later, the two little girls sat around the table and looked down at a piece of paper.

"What's this word? Liu Minya, do you know?"

Liu Minya shook her head, "I don't know."

"Look it up in the dictionary, you look it up."

Liu Minya nodded, "Okay, you will check next."

"Hee hee, good."

On that piece of paper was a modern poem Zhang Chong had just written, Andrew Wyeth's "Far Away".

-

that day is so far away

spreading its wings far away
even if love is still

stand still and let the memory flow

You carry your little luggage
You go where no one else can reach
……

i keep the sun
guarding the wintering wheat field

those shining days
play and sing softly
-

The reason why Zhang Zhong thought of this poem was because he felt that this poem was especially suitable for the two of them to use in performances.

The author Andrew himself is a neo-realist painter, and the last sentence in the poem is "playing and singing gently", so this poem basically has three elements: literature, art and music.

After the two little girls looked up all the uncommon characters they didn't know, Zhang Zhong read the poem to them carefully and word by word.

After reading, Zhang Zhong looked at the two little girls and asked, "How do you feel?"

Pengpeng tilted his head and said, "Dad, this poem is not right. You see, the first sentence talks about a fire in the snow, but the second one says a whole rainy season. Is it snowing or raining?"

Min Ya also nodded and said, "Well, we don't have any wheat fields here either."

Zhang Zhong scratched his head, "That's all? Do you have any other ideas?"

Min Ya said, "It seems that there is a person who is going to wander with a schoolbag on his back. He has gone to a distant place, to a place with lilacs. Uncle Zhang, where are there lilacs?"

"We don't have any here!"

Zhang Zhong felt that the two girls were talking about cross talk, one teasing the other.

Before, he thought this poem was especially suitable for the two of them, but now he suddenly had doubts and wondered if he should change to another poem.

　Add more tomorrow, okay
　　
　
(End of this chapter)