Chapter 1123 No One Can Read

Nirimat finished the interpretation of the song, and together with Ashinayan bowed to the instructor and the audience. People couldn’t see enough, they shouted in unison:

"Sing it again! Don't stop!"

The voice of the invisible host sounded: "Everyone, this is a competition, not a performance. Please keep quiet!"

The audience stopped, but there was still resentment in their eyes.

Fortunately, mobile phones are developed now. Although recording video is not allowed on site, it is allowed in the live broadcast room!

Almost immediately, the audience in the live broadcast room posted the recorded video on the forum.

For a while, the forum became popular again.

"Is this the swan goose? The dancer is Princess Tang?"

"It's so good, there is no one, this is my favorite song!"

"Turk is such a good place, not only the scenery is beautiful, but also such beautiful songs!"

"What should I do, I really want to go to Turkic, do you have any friends who form a group?"

While posting, they pay more attention to the song itself.

A netizen named Hongyan’s hometown person posted:

"Talk about the story behind the unknown swan goose:

One autumn, on a stormy night, in the home of a Turkic herdsman, accompanied by bursts of thunder and the sound of rain, a healthy baby boy was born.

He is the creator of the song Hongyan, Niri Maiti.

As early as when he was very young, the Turkic king, that is, Ashinayan's father, sent a special person to choose the next Turkic king with potential from the people.

After all, Ashinayan is a girl, especially after marrying in Datang, she can hardly return to Turkic.

And the aging Turkic king always has to find a suitable successor.

After strict screening, the Turkic king and ministers all selected the five-year-old Nirmat as the reincarnated soul boy protected by Turkic.

He was invited to live in the camp of the Turkic king and learn to manage the affairs of the clan.

From then on, Nirmat began his brilliant but short life journey.

He has learned and mastered many languages ​​and Turkic classics.

Over the years, it has been the expectation and concern of his relatives that have pushed him to continue learning.

When Nirimaiti's younger sister married far away in the EEDS area on the south bank of the Yellow River.

The siblings began a long separation.

Because of the long distance, they could not see each other from time to time, so the two could only express their missing through letters, but the younger sister couldn't write, so it was very troublesome to find someone to read and write a letter.

The younger sister's strong homesickness and state made her mother-in-law dissatisfied, and the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law became a little tense over time.

The younger sister could only write a letter to her elder brother, Nirimaiti, about the melancholy in her heart.

The elder brother can only comfort the younger sister to learn to be patient and pay attention to family unity, and properly handle the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

The letters between the two brothers and sisters are like swan geese, traveling from south to north, returning in autumn and returning in spring, and they can only go back and forth once a year.

Once, the younger sister took her husband-in-law and children back to her natal home to visit relatives. On the way, she came to the Turkic king's tent to visit her elder brother.

The same strong homesickness in Nijmaiti's heart began to surge and became uncontrollable.

After the Turkic king heard the news, he took his sister and family to live in the palace, and arranged for Nirimaiti to go down the mountain to reunite with his sister.

Although the younger sister is eager to return home, she still misses her brother. After thinking about it, she still chooses to stay and have a little reunion with her brother.

Seeing his younger sister, Niri Maiti had mixed feelings. On the one hand, he wanted to catch up with her, and on the other hand, he hoped that her sister would go back to reunite with her parents as soon as possible.

After drinking for three rounds, the Turkic king solemnly invited Nirimaiti to play the piano and sing. Nirimaiti no longer declined at this time, and improvised a new song called Hongyan.

The sound of "Hongyan" appears repeatedly in the song-this is his affectionate call!

Then, singing again and again, and plucking the strings involuntarily, the tide of emotion rushes out with the singing and the sound of the piano, and soon merges into an ocean of deep feelings:

White swans roam the depths of Weihu Lake, and all relatives and friends gather before a banquet. Bless each other, be sincere, toast and drink together, and the friendship will remain unchanged.

This song is full of deep affection for my sister and family, gratitude to the Turkic king, and reluctance for a short reunion.

The song is melodious, desolate, touching and evocative.

Since then, swan goose has been widely circulated among the people as a banquet song.

The younger sister's mother-in-law heard the song later and was also deeply affected, and she and his younger sister settled their suspicions and lived in harmony. "

Once this long post was posted, it received tens of thousands of likes.

It seems that this story has deeply infected netizens, and the friendship between Nirimat and his sister is even more impressive.

Sisters and brothers who grew up together, but finally separated, this is really unbearable.

In the Tang Theater.

On the stage, Nijmaiti couldn't calm down for a long time.

He sang the songs he wrote, and his feelings were even more indescribable.

Every time I sang Hongyan, my sister's face would appear in front of my eyes, and the feeling of longing would naturally flow out.

This makes his singing more contagious.

"Say something," said the audience, as if they didn't want to let them leave the stage like this.

"say what?"

Nirimaiti was a bit introverted and not good at words, but he finally said something under everyone's expectation.

"Just say it, about this song, about your story!"

"This is against the rules!"

Before Nijmaiti could answer, the voice of the invisible host sounded.

"This is on-site canvassing. If the singer just now was also canvassing on the spot, it would be fair. It's a pity not."

The audience at the scene was also silent. Yes, the singer just sang very well. The memory always makes me want to cry. Ao Bing also put all his emotions into singing, and even brought back the memories of the leader of Tongtian, which made him feel sad.

If Ao Bing hadn't canvassed votes on the spot and Niri Maiti violated the rules, the game would be too unfair.

The audience are all reasonable people, so they no longer make unreasonable demands.

However, a voice still sounded, a bit abrupt, but it satisfied everyone's thoughts.

"Let the princess say something!"

This voice seemed to ignite the fireworks of hope, filling the hearts of the audience with hope.

The invisible host did not stop him, but encouraged him: "Concubine Ashina Yan, can you satisfy the audience's request?"

Ashinayan nodded, restrained the Yingran in her eyes, and said a little desolately:

"The sense of desolation in the song is very easy to move people, and it evokes people's nostalgia for their hometown.

Every time I hear "Swan Goose", I turn back and forth and feel very complicated, as if reminding us: Time flies, we must learn to cherish the people in front of us, and don't wait until there is no one to read or homeless. "

This sentence really hurt my heart. Tang Wang Li Shimin and Empress Wende, who were sitting in the mentor's seat, looked unnatural.