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不知什么时候起开始迷上了民乐,随着年岁增大,这种兴趣也更加浓厚,总觉它是天籁之声,是一个民族的声音。 5千年前,古人就用粘土烧制陶埙。圆圆的,空心,有几个小洞眼。有人吹响过一枚从古文化遗址中出土的陶埙,那声音令人心悸,如同泥土的轻叹与呼唤,让人感到深秋的无奈与旷野的悲凉,感觉生命不过是大地上的一株草,禁不住在5千年的古风中飘飘摇摇,不知不觉已灵魂出窍。
I do not know when I started to fall in love with folk music. As I was older, I was even more interested in this kind of interest. I always thought it was the sound of nature and the voice of a nation. Five thousand years ago, the ancients used clay to burn pottery. Round, hollow, with a few small holes. Someone sounded a pottery from the ancient cultural relics excavated, it sounds palpitations, like the soil sigh and call, make people feel helpless autumn and desolate wilderness, feeling life is just a strain on the earth Grass, could not help but flutter in the 5 thousand years of antiquity, unconsciously have been out of soul.