Chapter 51: I Only Know A Little
"I only know a little about the violin," Shen Hanxing smiled a little embarrassedly. She said softly, "I’ll express my understanding of this piece of music from an amateur’s perspective. I hope you don’t mind if I don’t express it well. I feel that this piece of music symbolizes a person’s life. In the early stages, it was full of disasters, endless struggles, and cynicism. Later on, after experiencing a lot, it gradually reached a reconciliation with the world and also with itself. And thus, it completes a psychological transformation."
Shen Hanxing was feeling a little emotional. Music could often express things that words could not express. A few minutes of music could create and express what life was.
"I feel that this part can be slightly modified..." Shen Hanxing threw away her emotions and her fingertips landed on a certain part of the music score. She voiced her opinion, "The melody here is too gentle compared with the earlier melody line, so it sounds a bit dissonant. The connection between the different moods is not enough. How about this, Let’s change it to D first..."
Shen Hanxing did not notice that Old Lady Lin’s eyes became brighter and brighter when she articulated her thoughts.
When it came to composing music, Old Lady Lin, displayed a stubbornness that was unlike those of her age. She kept discussing with Shen Hanxing the modification of the piece. In order to convince Shen Hanxing, she would hum a short phrase to prove that what she said was right. When it was really impossible to determine who had the better suggestion, she even dragged Old Master Lin, who was painting at the side, to be the judge.
In the end, neither of them was convinced by the other. They angrily looked at each other for a moment, but the two of them could not help but laugh.
"You’re already so old, yet you’re still childishly arguing away with young people," Old Master Lin teased her as he poured tea for them. "You’re probably tired from all that talking. Quickly drink some tea and catch your breath."
After arguing for a long time, the two of them were already thirsty. When they picked up the teacup and drank tea, Shen Hanxing and Old Lady Lin looked at each other. They both cherished the chance to meet a bosom friend.
"It’s rare for someone to have such a good chat with her." There was a smile in Old Master Lin’s eyes. He deliberately said, "Since you’ve helped my wife look at her composition, then you can’t be playing favorites. Help me look at this painting that has just been completed."