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Listen to Han Hong's "Our Field" again

author:Luo Xiaoni's mother

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Listen to Han Hong's "Our Field" again

The song "Our Field" was born in 1953 and composed by Guan Hua and Zhang Wengang, and this song can be said to have influenced generations since its birth. It is said to have been included in the music textbooks and tapes of the nine-year compulsory education.

The melody of the song "Our Field" is lyrical, and its musical structure is a body structure composed of three musical phrases!

All three phrases use a weak rhythm, and many cleverly use the split tone to make the tune appear particularly lyrical!

Beautiful melodies and vivid lyrics, beautiful fields, turquoise rivers, and boundless forests are displayed in front of our eyes in the music march.

"In the calm of the lake,

Full of lotus flowers,

Golden carp,

How fat it is.

In the reeds by the lake,

Hidden herds of wild ducks..."

Now it seems that this is a beautiful picture, which is heart-warming.

The beautiful picture is simply a paradise on earth for modern people living in reinforced concrete forests!

There is another landscape in the lyrics, where the loggers and prospectors are busy, and the trees are falling down in the rumble and invited to build buildings, mines and factories.

"The wind blows the forest,

Thunder-like boom

Logging workers

Please come out of the trees,

Go build mines and factories..."

The natural beauty and the busy figures of the people form a scene that looks vibrant, and the fifties are the era of our fathers' battles and the era of high spiritual cohesion!

Listen to Han Hong's "Our Field" again

After the 60s, we also listened to this song when we were children, and we also sang this song, probably due to our young age, except for feeling good, there is no deep feeling.

If you think about it carefully, it is no wonder that at that time, we did not feel that there was anything special about the beauty of the fields and the clarity of the lake, and we felt that this was the way life should be, and even the lotus flowers and wild ducks were not new.

Although I live in the city, because of my proximity to the countryside, I am accustomed to seeing rice fields and clear rivers. At that time, even in the city, blue sky and white clouds, stars in the night sky, and rainbows after rain were almost commonplace.

About ten years ago, because of work, I got to know Mr. Cai, a northeasterner born in a forest farm in Heilongjiang, for a long time, and everyone often chatted in groups. In an inadvertent small talk, he told us that when they were young, there were many woods there, and towering trees were very common in the woodlands. Some trees are very tall and stout, several people can't hold hands, and some even dig a hole to run the train, when he said, he repeatedly emphasized that he was not exaggerating, and we deeply believed it.

He said that his parents were workers in state-run forestry farms, that they had been cutting trees for decades, and that they had long since retired, and I asked him, are you still in the forestry? Are there still lumberjacks?

He said that the forest farm is still there, in the past there was excessive logging, N years ago changed to planting trees, and now do some fire protection work, we are relieved to hear it, but he stressed that there are definitely no trees that can run trains, and now the tree species is also single, and there are not many wild specialties from the original forest... Wildlife is long gone.

Time has passed year by year, the old Cai family settled in Xiamen two years ago, and the topic he left us with the primeval forest in northeast China has not gone away!

In recent years, people's topics have added the word "smog", and they have also been known what PM2.5 is, and people have found that blue sky and white clouds have unconsciously become luxury jewelry.

In Beijing, if the blue sky and white clouds appear one day, people will be in the circle of friends, and they will ridicule the long-lost blue sky as "a certain will be righteous blue"...

Fortunately, the country has stepped up its efforts to rectify the environment, and we look forward to the future under heavy breathing...

Yesterday, occasionally finding out Han Hong's cover of "Our Field", perhaps in 2021, various disasters appeared, and this song now sounds particularly sad.

Listen carefully, there are no wild ducks, goats and wild deer in the lyrics, only memories of beautiful fields, boundless forests and the rumbling of logging!

Han Hong's singing voice is vigorous, with deep affection, and his voice is full of sadness of the past. Just like the message conveyed in the song, people began to stop and began to be filled with memories of the blue sky and beautiful fields.

Listen to Han Hong's "Our Field" again

It has to be said that human beings on the earth, at the top of the food chain, have a long history of greed, disregard for nature, and disregard for other species.

In 2021, the epidemic will not decrease, and the high temperatures in North America, the intensification of glaciers and the collapse of glaciers and abnormal weather disasters will gather, disasters will be so frequent, people will live so tired!

The media of conscience is reminding people that most of these disasters come from man-made disasters, and that the emergence of disasters is the result of man's long-term unscrupulous plunder of nature, and at the same time, disasters are the harshest warnings that nature has to issue to mankind.

Sadly, human beings are always addicted to the "magnificent waves" they once had, satisfied and proud of these "waves", and even think that they are "great feats"...

In fact, how many "great feats" are nothing but the stupidity of the lustful heart!

Fortunately, in the face of disaster, someone finally experienced the sadness of "passing away", but the price of this sadness is too high!

In fact, nature has given us little time to mourn, and if human beings do not wake up, I am afraid that they will not even have the opportunity to mourn in the future...

Put down the pen, sort out your thoughts, listen to Han Hong's "Our Field" again, let Han Hong's singing take us out of the noise, and return to the beautiful fields and forests...

2021.8.27 Luo Xiaoni's mother

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