I was a child coming out of the valley, and the scenery in my eyes was simply mountains and seas. - Hoodev
Listening to the songs of Hu Defu, the godfather of Taiwanese folk songs, I feel that his life is like a warrior, struggling, working hard, inspiring, and there is also a deep social significance behind many good folk songs.
The book "Time Migration" tells his own story, as a member of Taiwan's ethnic minorities, how to convey the power of the "minority" with songs. The book begins with "Before going to Tamsui to study, I let herd cattle --- in my hometown of Taitung", and from middle school, I used simple language to tell my own musical path. Along with this, there is also his insistence on his identity as a minority, his nostalgia for his hometown and culture.
< h1 class= "pgc-h-arrow-right" > his work has a different background of the times</h1>
In my years of study, Taiwanese society discriminated against Taiwan's ethnic minorities.
After studying at National Taiwan University, I saw my compatriots being called indecently by others on the streets of Taipei.
This is the background of the era in which he lived, he walked through the martial law era, he was also forbidden to sing on stage, these experiences also created the unique charm of his works, in addition to artistic value, more like a weapon of his rebellion against life, but also inspired every listener.
He sang "Why" for the mountains because of the seamount mine disaster, as well as "The Beautiful Mother of Dawu Mountain", which reflected the social problems of taiwan's young prostitutes and human trafficking in the 1970s, "The Most Distant Journey", whose background was against discrimination against mountain people, "Return My Surname", and the affirmative action movement of the correct name, as well as the "Flying Fish Clouded Leopard Taipei Basin" that took the longest time to create, also in the context of the social movement for the rights and interests of the people, of course, there is "The Wind of the Pacific", the first time I heard it was very shocking, What kind of background is it to grow such a singer?
< h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" > he lets us know what a Taiwanese Aboriginal song is</h1>
What is the song of the Taiwanese aborigines? When he hummed the tune, just like the song of a thousand years ago, the indigenous tribes, before there was no writing, so rely on music and songs to pass on history. The songs of the aborigines used to be songs of sacrifice, sung to the people and sung to the heavens. A large number of unreal words in Gu Yaoli, moods and sorrows can burst out from these nearly primitive sounds.
Listening to these ancient Yaos, it is like the wind of the Pacific Ocean skimming over the sparkling sea and then crashing into the mountains of Green Island.
During his long musical career, many performances often included this song "Beautiful Rice Ear" in the song list, which is a song often sung by beinan fathers and tribesmen. The background of this song is that in 1958, during the "823" artillery battle, nearly 2,000 young soldiers of the Beinan tribe were dispatched to the Kinmen front, and the clans also thought about the compatriots who fought on the front line day and night, how beautiful the homeland was at that time, the golden rice fields were not harvested, the sweet pineapples were not picked, and the forest was so dense that I really wanted to make them into boats and go all the way to Kinmen to pick up these children home.
The song depicts a beautiful, peaceful picture of nature, and in the face of such a bumper harvest, people's hearts are so heavy that people reflect on the cruelty of war. A song becomes the memory of a nation.
There must always be someone singing about the vicissitudes of life, there must always be someone singing about freedom and the past, and there must always be someone who uses singing instead of shouting to convey reflection.
In the book, he wrote, "The thoughts of memories, like fish, migrate up and down in the speckled light and shadow of the river of time, dancing and dancing." This book is his memory of his past life, and it is also a mark left by life
<h1 class= "pgc-h-arrow-right" > my favorite song "Maple Leaf" and the moving story. </h1>
The only love song is this "Maple Leaf", which he wrote for a school girl in middle school, which is a memorial to his first love. He wrote the lyrics very early, and many years later, he composed "The Child on the Back of the Cow" before taking it out to compose the music.
Everyone's first love is unforgettable, even if he is old, when he describes the scene of seeing his sister, he is still moved. He described it this way, every time the student sister walked in front of me, the breeze blew up the hem of her skirt, beautiful like an angel, and it felt like a movie made by Jay Chou. In fact, the scenes in the movie were indeed filmed at Tamkang Middle School.
When he learned that the student would attend the Tamsui church to worship, he wrote a few words in the Bible that the student put in the church: You who are going to graduate will not graduate in my heart. He clipped a red maple leaf into the Bible, pressed the text he had written, like a letter sign, and left a corner outside.
At that age and era, they did not talk too much, nor did they hold hands, but when he was nervously waiting for the results of the college entrance examination, the student sister specially sent a congratulatory message "Gold list title, first choice, proud of you", it turned out that she specially went to help him see the list. It is such an innocent love that lasts most of life.
What touched me the most was that after a long time, he was reunited with xuejie again, but he learned that xuemei had a fiancé, he described that singing this song on the stage, time seemed to return to Tamkang Middle School, and it was as beautiful as she was then sitting under the stage, until he sang red eyes, just gently greeted, "Long gone, are you okay?" ”
A few decades later, with a shadow on her back, he recognized her again, with short hair, wearing a clean white shirt and a black skirt, still so beautiful, as he first saw, and at this moment the student was nearly sixty years old.
I often hear that people's hearts are changeable and the world is unpredictable, but there are few such deep feelings, and after years they are still innocent and determined, it is really beautiful to think. I never thought that anyone would recognize what they looked like when they were young decades later, and I never thought that someone would really have such a deep feeling in their hearts. Just hearing this story makes me feel warm. You can probably imagine how deeply our "white-headed man" felt in his heart at the moment he saw his sister.
Listen to this song "Maple Leaf" again, sigh and sigh the true feelings that have never passed away.
In that multi-colored season
You have fallen into my desolate garden of hearts
You say that the maple leaves that are dry and waiting to fall
It is the most beautiful stationery
Which piece should I take off?
In exchange for the autumn waves of that moment
In your bright eyes
I saw that the fallen leaves were like pieces in autumn
It's all from your eyes
It's the most beautiful scenario
I should pick up that piece
In exchange for that pleasant smile
In the woods of the old days
The fallen leaves are still full of garden
You said that the maple leaves are dry and waiting to fall
It is the most beautiful signature paper
Send to that distant smile
The campus is still beautiful
epilogue
I often think about how to spend this life without regret. No matter what the fate is, there must always be a strength in the depths of the heart, a kind of persistence, to support yourself and never give up. This is probably my biggest experience after reading this book, looking at other people's lives, reflecting on their own lives, no matter what you feel from this book, this is the power that "Time Migration" gave us.
Author's Introduction: Art comforts life, I am miss cat cat cat, I would like to share with you my truest feelings of chasing dramas, watching movies and paintings, thank you for reading.