"August Obsession": The Growth of a Talented Little Musician

Ivan, the little boy in the orphanage, was eleven years old. He has a talent: the sound of the wind, the sound of roller skating, the sound of electric welding, the sound of car horns... To us, all the bland sounds in life can flood a huge music field in his heart. Of course, those natural sounds—the sound of the wind blowing the wheat waves, the sound of the wind blowing the wires," he could also hear a wonderful melody from it. He believes the melodies come from his parents. He stubbornly believed that as long as he played it, his parents would find him.

The people who brought music into Ivan's blood were his parents; Ivan was convinced of this. He will take the natural sounds he hears from nature as the calling of his parents. He fled the orphanage and followed these heavenly sounds in search of his parents.

On the way, he stumbled into a street vendor. Its leader is an old man who knows a little music. He discovered Ivan's musical talent, taught Ivan some basic skills such as guitar fingering, and asked Ivan to help him sell singing. Not long after, the people at the orphanage discovered the group and called the police. Ivan did not want to return to the orphanage and fled to a church choir. The choir teacher introduced Ivan to the New York Conservatory of Music. After studying music theory at the Conservatory of Music, Ivan recorded the movements in his mind. For the first time, the Academy gave an eleven-year-old Ivan a concert of his works, and in the end he personally conducted it. Ivan's only hope was that his parents would hear.

Unexpectedly, the leader of the gang found him before his parents. The boss wanted to take him away and let him sell art for himself. At this time, one of Ivan's young brothers used a guitar to knock the leader to the ground and help him escape. Ivan ran to the concert site, just in time for the final big axis. After putting on the conductor's uniform, he waved his bat at the concert scene, letting people see the elegance and nobility like a star. The smile on his face makes people feel that his heart is full of the most beautiful things in the world.

Meanwhile, his mother, the cellist of the concert; his father, the singer with whom he had played guitar for a while: they all walked to the front of the stage and naturally shook each other's hands. When the symphony was over, Ivan turned around and smiled happily—through the language of the music, he knew that the two closest to him in the audience were his parents.

As for the story of his parents, it is also full of mutual appreciation and misunderstanding of two musical geniuses; there is also bitterness, which will not be repeated.

Although this "August Mystery" is fictional, it is about the growth of little geniuses, but it gives us inspiration. The perception of the so-called genius may be holographic; the skill he has to learn is nothing more than to help present the work in his mind. However, the division of labor in the industry in the process of modernization has overly refined the object of understanding. The refined consciousness at the beginning makes our brain lose the overall grasp of things and the possibility of some kind of breakthrough.

Know: when a bowl of beans is poured on the ground, some people can say how many at a glance; some people, no matter how many strokes of Chinese characters, she looks at it and immediately says the number of strokes. These people are ordinary and ordinary people like you and me. But in them, we see another ability of human beings to know things that has not yet been lost.

Yes, this is a very simple truth. Just like the food people eat, it is eventually converted into healthy vitamins and energy, etc., but people can't live without eating, relying on a pile of pills and nutrients and glucose. But we have done the opposite in education.

Perhaps, the ancestors of mankind mastered many routes to higher civilizations, but now there are very few left — fortunately, film, music, painting, literature, is still dead art.

Author: Wen Yunfei

Source: Tonight's newspaper