从前有一位名不见经传的小提琴手,他家在瑞典,名叫鲁道夫。他的一些朋友认为他没有成为一个出类拔萃的音乐家,原因在于他辗转流离,不能安居一地,而其他人则认为他之所以不能安居一地,正是由于他不是一个出类拔萃的音乐家。不过,不管怎么说,他好歹摸出了个门道,既可以维持生计,又没有竞争对手。无论这是出于他自己的选择,或是出于无可奈何,他常常乘着自己的小舟,孤零零地在斯堪的纳维亚海上漂泊,到那些小小的海口城市去举行音乐会。要是能找到人伴奏,那就再好不过了;要是找不着,他就拉一些无伴奏小提琴独奏曲。偶尔心血来潮,他觉得非用钢琴不可 Once upon a time there was an unknown violinist, his home in Sweden, called Rudolph. Some of his friends did not think he was a good musician because he was out of place and could not live in peace, while others thought he could not settle in precisely because he was not an outstanding musician. However, anyway, he managed to find a way out of his life, both to survive and not to compete. Whether it is out of his own choice or out of helplessness, he often rides his boat in the Scandinavian seas alone, to those small Haikou cities to hold concerts. If you can find people accompaniment, it would be great; if not, he pulled some of the violin solos without accompaniment. Occasionally whim, he felt it was impossible to use the piano