According to Chopin's piano opus 33, Mazuka No.4, a series of stories.

My childhood was spent in a troupe, and I was surrounded by wonderful music from the womb. Every morning, the loud voice in the training room, accompanied by the sound of the piano, will always be an alarm clock for everyone to get up. From this moment on, the quiet theater compound is full of all kinds of instrumental music and songs. Before I went to primary school, I liked to see the troupe members who practiced instrumental music. When I am naughty, I always bother them on purpose. Every time adults see me, they always "carefully" stop their homework, pat my PP or squeeze my face hard, and then drive me away. What impressed me most was the fat uncle of the troupe. In the fierce confrontation with his "interference" and "anti-interference", he was even overwhelmed by the cello in his hand, which was several heads taller than when I was a child. Once I tried to play the trumpet with the help of this fat uncle, but my face turned red and I didn't make any noise, so I left in his laughter. At that time, I always thought it was his malicious bullying. It's fun to think about it now. But since then, besides national musical instruments, I have also known many western musical instruments, such as woodwind instruments, brass instruments, rotating instruments, keyboard instruments and percussion instruments. But when I really became interested in the piano and started to get in touch with Mazuka dance that I like so far, it was when I graduated from primary school. At that time, the big boy in the neighborhood was a sophomore, and the direction of the college entrance examination was artistic vocal music. After dinner every night, my first class is to go to my neighbor's house and watch him practice the piano hard until he is called back by an adult at home. A day later, a teacher was teaching him to play a song with distinctive rhythm and melody, which was full of movement. The teacher seems to be a little impatient, always interrupting the practice, correcting the fingering and guiding the use of the weak pedal. A piece of music for two or three minutes played endlessly for several hours. From their discussion, I heard the word "Mazuka" for the first time, and since then these three words have been deeply imprinted in my mind. In the next six months or so, as long as this Mazuka Dance plays, I will be there. To this end, my neighbor's aunt also discussed with my father many times, hoping to cultivate my interest in instrumental music from an early age. My father also managed to get me a clarinet to try to learn, but he didn't know that in the eyes of his young son, there was no room for any other musical instrument except the piano.

Chopin's Mazuka has brought me many years of dreams. From the very beginning, vinyl records, tapes, compact discs and MP3 have been in various forms. It's a pity that I haven't collected all of Chopin's 55 mazurka dances so far, but even so, only one of them, Mazurka Dance No.23 in D Major (Op.33 No.2), is enough to make me dream for a lifetime. In the music uploaded by my blog, there are two identical Mazzuca dances, namely symphony and piano solo. Interested friends can compare it and listen to it in the form of Netease music box. When I was a little older, I learned more about this piece of music, especially when I saw a pianist's comment: this piece of music has a strong dance atmosphere, like the innocent expression of an innocent child. I understand why this music makes me like it so much! With my rich life experience, Mazuka, for me, is not only the cheerful enthusiasm brought by the strong stress in rhythm, but also gradually sublimates from the imaginary scene of a luxurious and enthusiastic dance to the lyrical Sion of my inner world.

On June 26th, 2006, I was lucky enough to listen to Fu Cong's piano solo in Guangzhou Xinghai Concert Hall. The theme is "solo concert to commemorate the 40th anniversary of the death of Fu Lei and his wife Fu Cong". Among them, the one that moved me the most was "Three Mazzuca, Op. 59" played by Mr. Fu, which basically came from my deep childhood impression. Fu Cong once said: "My favorite composers are Chopin, Debussy and Mozart ... I think Chopin is like my destiny, and my natural temperament is like Chopin is me. I have this feeling, you know? When I play his music, I feel as if I am speaking my own words naturally. " For this sentence of Fu Cong, I can't find a suitable sentence to express my inner feelings except lamenting "I have an indissoluble bond with my heart". At the same time, I read a poem when I was a teenager: her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I am even sadder. We are all unhappy-until the end of the sky, we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? "Neither fish nor fowl" comes to my mind. Music and literary creation come from life, and only life can give works great vitality. People often say that apart from the same understanding of music or literary works, I think it comes more or less from the same fate. Fryderyk Fanciszek Chopin (18 10- 1849), a great Polish musician, loved Polish folk music since childhood. He composed Polish Dance at the age of seven, began to perform at the age of eight, and became a recognized pianist and composer in Warsaw before the age of twenty. The rest of his life coincided with the fall of Poland. He spent time abroad and created many piano works with patriotic thoughts to express his homesickness and national subjugation. Among them are The First Narration, Polish Dance in Ba Major and other heroic works related to the Polish national liberation struggle. There are fighting works full of patriotic enthusiasm, such as revolutionary etudes and scherzo in b minor; There are sad works mourning the fate of the motherland, such as sonata in B flat minor; There are also fantasy works that miss the motherland and relatives, such as many nocturnes and fantasies. Chopin never left the piano all his life, and almost all his creations were piano music, so he was called "the piano poet". He often raises money to perform for his compatriots abroad, but he is unwilling to perform for the nobles. 1837 sternly refused the position of "Chief Pianist of His Majesty the Russian Emperor" awarded by Russia. Schumann called his music "a cannon hidden among flowers" and declared to the world that "Poland will not perish". Chopin's life in his later years was very lonely. He painfully called himself "a Polish orphan far from his mother". Before he died, he asked his relatives to transport his heart back to the motherland. Fu Cong, who has a similar fate, is the eldest son of Fu Lei, a famous translator, literary critic and music connoisseur in China. He practiced the piano since he was a child. 1in March, 1955, Fu Cong, aged 2/kloc-0, won the third place in the international Chopin competition and the Mazzuca performance special prize, which made him famous at home and abroad. At that time, 70-year-old Magda Talifelov, a famous female pianist in Brazil, was the judge of the competition. After listening to Fu Cong's performance, she came to Fu Cong specially and said, "You are very talented, a real musical genius. Besides being very sensitive, you also have a warm and generous temperament, tragic feelings, extremely delicate and subtle color vision, and the most rare is a delicate and elegant artistic conception, especially in your Mazuka. I have served as the second, third and fourth judges, and I have never heard of such a talented Mazzuca. This is of historical significance. An China person created a real Mazzuca expression style. " Louis Kantner, a British judge, said to his students, "Fu Cong's mazurka is really wonderful. It's just a dream to me. I can't believe this really happened. I can't imagine so many levels, so elegant and so good rhythm, typical Polish Mazzuca rhythm. " In 1960s, Mr. and Mrs. Fu Lei were persecuted, and Fu Cong left England to settle down alone. 1966, Fu Lei and his beloved wife, like Lao She and Wu Han, were humiliated and defended their dignity at the cost of their lives. Fu Lei, who was meticulous all his life, did not forget to spread a quilt on the floor of the house at the last moment of his life, so as not to knock down the bench and make a noise to wake up the neighbors. For the tragic experience of parents' death, Fu Cong once said: "If the XX incident is not' solved', you will not return to China!" (digression: this incident refers to the suicide of Fu Lei and his wife. The name of this event is actually a sensitive word, and the publication of the whole article is restricted. I strongly despise Netease here! Long live freedom! Thirty-eight years later, in 2004, after watching the drama Requiem, Fu Cong said: "The tortured old lady dreamed of her dead parents and saw them sitting in the sun laughing in her dream, so she couldn't wait to join in and forget all the past and future, as long as she was with them at this moment of laughter ... that's what I dreamed of countless times!" Indeed, no one can let go of the great pain of parents' death! Even after going abroad for nearly half a century, whether Fu Cong practiced piano for 8 hours or even 14 hours every day, or all kinds of concerts, whenever he played Mazuka, which accompanied him all his life, he never concealed the faint expression of the deepest feelings in his music, which was neither too intense nor too soothing. Besides the pain and loneliness like Chopin, there are more anger, sympathy, pity and struggle!

In the piano recital in 2006, 230 yuan couldn't buy an ideal seat, which made me feel a little sorry. On the stage, the black grand piano blocked my view of Fu Cong's beating hands, and I could only occasionally see his half-white and half-black gloves coming out of his hands at the moment of chopping. But there are gains and losses. Everyone is absorbed in the master's performance, and no one will pay attention to the expression of an observer in that lonely corner under the dim light. In this position, wearing a black double-breasted dress, Fu Cong, whose figure is no longer elegant and her fingers are no longer dexterous, can tell at a glance. In sharp contrast, there are many young, youthful, hopeful and future children under 10. They are sitting in danger with serious faces. That night, at the age between the two, I closed my eyes and listened, but I didn't get warm applause. I just burst into tears-because of Mazuka, Chopin, Fu Cong, the long-lost dream of youth, the vicissitudes of time and the unpredictable fate!