The way forward

Morning, ears came the familiar melody that light, it is the way to upload songs from the sprinkler. Suddenly, the silence broke hearts will doest happiness and joy - Labor forward, singing, wonderful realm!
I remember when that was a large group, across my old house is a fairly open fields. After xiaoman, seedling where they crowded together, early in the morning, folk to pull seedlings in paddy fields, they handed pinch seedlings, seedling wash, "buzzing" sound of splashing into the water struck out just how warm and cheerful rhythm, in which strong rhythm, cock barking, cattle under tones, peasant woman carrying water buckets scoop and impact, trampling trampling footsteps, no laughter, sounds of nature are unmatched, and more on the field singers drawl, chirp ah Yeah crying like singing together, one after another, far and near in the valley was full of distant, happy note, jumping, echoed. Snooze young, I often would wake up in this song, so that was always felt, half awake to hear this song I've ever heard of the most beautiful sounds of pastoral music.
Fast forward a few years later, but never heard that song before, as after a few centuries in general. Today's Shan people scattered nest already empty, dilapidated state of unsightly, very few farmers farmland shadow silhouette occasional sporadic, and most are over sixty years old haggard rickets - they are the land the last group of loyal those left behind. Heavy farm work and lagging agricultural production, leaving them still tired and hardships, as well eyeful deserted countryside, goats and wild hog in the meantime haunt - traumatic vicissitudes which brought spiritual, plus nesters lingering over aging, loneliness and desolation, a few people have singing mood? Traced up, singing is the twin sister of collective labor, which the ancients has already been confirmed, "Huai Road should be training" contained "large wooden cite this husband, former call 'evil promise', should it later, This song is also important to persuade force. "So, they gave birth to the singing of labor, labor is the original song. That folk song after another in the labor chant is sung these songs were left under the collective spiritual wealth is labor - singing on the strength and harmony. However, with advances in technology, mechanization gradually replaced human labor cluster approach, so that the collective labor scene, the kind of free and happy singing field to pursue and will always be remembered in memory of.
Today's singing is more professional, skill, art, the real song, but more and more workers are scarce. Around now singer, tweaking for the state's innumerable, and become more and more a personal catharsis, but I have these "petty bourgeoisie" easy to pop songs, occasionally a whirlwind, and become a fashion trend has become the symbol of our society and the imprint. As a member of society, people are no exception, and often also not consciously - a return to revel in these crazy man Maid love and love art, smugly arty few voice. Of course, from a personal perspective to appreciate, not all songs are like, nice, like the "dead must be love," the light that creepy lyrics; "wolf in love with the sheep, ah, love crazy", absurd logic, cast doubt on whether the world really is treason to the madness; "clean slate rinse, rinse clean slate," the kind of glib, not to make people feel uncomfortable by ......
Once I was surprised, actually March Confucius Wenshao music do not know meat. Now think about it, Yu Shao music for the system, and Yu is a real emperor among workers, Shao music also be the singing of the labor strike. In fact electrical desk, humans are never left singing, everyday, wealth hierarchy, one hundred thousand lines of business have forged a bond with the singing, highbrow, highbrow, low class, and by many people. Rolling in the Yangtze River, the future generations depleted hero dominance; unusual lanes, the number of past and present will be flooded with. Originally singing like food, clothing, work and life, electrical desk is one of the basic ways of human existence. Listen,. "Nanshan beans, the grass pea containing dilute Morningside shortage foul with hoe return", singing poet Anpinyuedao, narcissistic integrity; "Wind from the Xi Yunfei Yang, Shou Xi Andhra warriors Quartet "confession politicians look the whole world, heart of the world's bosom;" Come Yishui Han winds blow, a warrior to Come Nevermore ", singing the Spirit in Chester, sacrifice justice of pride;" Come gas matchless force Nukiyama when adverse Come piebald dappled no death can do nothing without death Xi Yu, Xi Yu, Xi Chennai how "talk is Yingxiongmolu, time waits for no grief! - regardless of good times of adversity, born or accession, say nothing on the fame, adjustable desk or dead or alive, the way forward, singing all the way! Perhaps in the history of mankind shows us alive, it is necessary for life and songs to sing for a living!
I love singing, walking in the mountains meadow, I will sing, in the stream forest walk, I will sing, I like in my heart sings, like sing alone, even when these duties, I will hum a branch of music. I sing songs from afraid to the merits of the technology, not rigidly adhere to a complete or consistent, but has nothing to do with the pleasure of others, I think, should be the normal life of singing is the best footnote frustrations of life, is the spirit of the freedom of expression , Cellmax is a natural emotional release humanity.
Once upon a time, we have forgotten to sing, lost song. Perhaps, fame and honor so that we lose the Mind; perhaps, aging and disease makes us feel dejected; perhaps, wealth and jewels so that we abandon the self; perhaps, feasting make us wistful confused ...... there are too many uncertainties in life, it is general trance like that luck wavering, like Fei Xu, as I do not know where to be subjected. When weathered the years a road carved into our wrinkles, when heavy burden day at bending our bodies, whether life will be strong and unyielding to say alive, we must sing!
Yes, life should not be less singing. For me, the way forward, singing all the way, is my pursuit, but also my longing for a beautiful state.