Chapter 9 Cellist Gao Xiu

one Gao Xiu is a cellist in a movie theater orchestra in town.But everyone in the town agreed that he didn't pull well.In fact, not only is he not good at playing, he is simply the worst player in the orchestra, so he is always blamed by the conductor. After noon one day, everyone gathered in a circle backstage to practice Beethoven's sixth symphony for the next concert in town. The small trumpet played the melody very seriously. The violin also played a duet like the wind. The wooden flute hummed to the side. Gao Xiu also pursed his lips tightly, stared at the music score with wide eyes, and concentrated on pulling the strings.

Suddenly the conductor clapped his hands.Everyone stopped playing immediately, and there was silence all around. The command roared: 'The cello fell behind.La Li Li, Li Li, OK, let's start from here. ' Everyone started to play from the previous bars.Gao Xiutong pulled with all his might, blushing and sweating profusely, and finally passed this level.He breathed a sigh of relief, and when he continued to play the next measure, the conductor clapped his hands again. 'Cello!The string is not allowed!How can this work?I really don't have time to teach you again Do? Re Mi Fa! '

Everyone couldn't see it, so they had to deliberately bury their heads in looking at their own score, or bowed their heads and fiddled with their musical instruments.Gao Xiu hastily adjusted the strings.It turned out that although Gao Xiu sometimes made mistakes, the cello itself also had problems. 'Okay, one more time from the last bar! ' The crowd started playing again.Gao Xiu pursed his lips and pulled it rigidly.This time it went smoothly for a few bars.Just when everyone felt that they were on track, the conductor clapped their hands in a frightening way.Gao Xiu was shocked, thinking that he was wrong again, luckily this time it was someone else who made a mistake.

He just imitated the appearance of everyone just now, and deliberately put his face in front of the music score, pretending to be thinking about something. 'Come again!Start with the next section! ' Gao Xiu just pulled it a few times, and suddenly the conductor stomped his feet and yelled loudly: 'no!It's outrageous!This part is the heart of the piece, the most important part, but you played it like this.Guys, there are only ten days left until the show.At that time, if we professional musicians really lose out to those orchestras made up of farriers, sugar shop apprentices and others, how will we meet people in the future?Hey, Gao Xiu, I really have a headache for you.There is no emotion in your music at all.There is a complete lack of emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.Also, your rhythm is always unable to keep up with other instruments, and you are always the only one who seems to be dragging your loose shoelaces, walking slowly behind everyone.No, you can't do it if you don't work hard!If our well-received Jinxing band is notorious because of you alone, wouldn't the others be too pitiful?Alright, that's the end of today's practice. After everyone's break, don't forget that everyone has to enter the band booth at six o'clock. '

Everyone saluted, some took out a match with a cigarette in their mouths and lit a fire, and some left on their own.Gao Xiu hugged his shoddy wooden box-like cello, facing the wall, weeping secretly with his lips curled up.After crying for a while, he cheered up again, and quietly pulled up the place where everyone had practiced just now. That night, Gao Xiu returned home very late carrying a huge black thing.It is said to be a home, but it is actually just a watermill house that is located by the small river at the end of the town and is not used due to failure.Gao Xiu lives here alone, every morning in the small vegetable garden around the hut, he cuts the tomato branches, picks the worms on the cabbage, and only goes out after noon.

Gao Xiu entered the room and turned on the light, then eagerly unwrapped the big black bag.It turned out to be the rough cello that was practiced in the evening.He carefully placed the piano on the ground, then took out the cup on the shelf, scooped up the water in the bucket, and took a few sips. Then he shook his head, sat down on the chair, and played the tune he practiced in the afternoon with the momentum of a tiger.He flipped through the music score page by page, playing and stopping, thinking about it, and then continued playing after thinking about it. After practicing the whole piece, he started again, buzzing and playing over and over again.

It was already past midnight, Gao Xiu was dizzy and didn't know if he was still playing the piano.His face was flushed, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was hideous and terrifying, and he looked as if he might fall to the ground at any time. At this time, someone knocked on the door behind him. 'Is it He Xiu? ' Gao Xiu roared deliriously. However, the one who opened the door in response was a big tabby cat that Gao Xiu had seen five or six times. Overwhelmed by the burden, Huamao put a bunch of half-baked tomatoes picked from Gao Xiu's vegetable garden in front of Gao Xiu and said:

'Ah, I'm exhausted!Carrying this stuff is exhausting for me. ' 'What did you say? ' Gao Xiu asked again. 'This is a meeting gift, please eat. ' Huamao replied. Gao Xiu vented all his anger accumulated all day on Huamao: 'Who told you to bring these tomatoes?Besides, do you think I'll eat what you bring?What's more, these tomatoes are still from my vegetable garden!You see, you actually picked off the unripe ones!Is it you who gnawed on the tomato stems in my vegetable garden and made a mess of the vegetable garden so far?Go away!Stupid cat! '

The flower cat shrank its shoulders, narrowed its eyes, and said with a half-smile: 'Master, being so angry will hurt your body.By the way, you can listen to Schumann's Sommelo (translation note: it is actually "Fantasy", Huamao made a mistake), and I will be your audience. ' 'Do you dare to say such a thing?Also don't think you're just a cat! ' The cello became angry, thinking secretly how to deal with this arrogant cat. 'You're welcome!Pull!Somehow, if I don't listen to the master's music, I really can't fall asleep! ' 'fart!fart!fart! '

Gao Xiu was so angry that his face was flushed red, just like the commander in the afternoon, he stomped his feet and yelled.But suddenly he changed his mind and said: 'Okay, I'll pull. ' Then Gao Xiu didn't know what kind of plan he was planning, he locked the door, closed all the windows, picked up the cello, and finally turned off the lights.The moonlight of the last quarter moon outside the house illuminated half of the room. 'What do you want me to pull? ' 'Dream dream song.It's the Rotick Schumann piece. 'The flower cat wiped its mouth with its forelegs and said solemnly.

'Oh, I see. Is this the dream song played like this? ' The cellist didn't know what kind of tricks he had, but tore up a handkerchief, and then stuffed the shreds of the handkerchief into his ears.Then, like a storm, pull up "Indian Tiger Hunt". At first, the flower cat tilted its head and listened for a while, then its eyes suddenly rolled, and finally it turned and rushed towards the door.Kitty' bang! With a bang, the whole body slammed into the door, but the door was not knocked open.At this time, Hua Mao seemed to realize that he had made the biggest mistake in his life, and began to panic, sparks burst out from his eyes and forehead.Then even sparks started to come out from the beard and nostrils, and the cat was so itchy that it wanted to sneeze, and then it thought that there was no time to spend here, so it started to jog again.Gao Xiu watched it with great interest, so he pulled the strings harder. 'Master, I can't stand it!enough!Please stop pulling it down!From now on I will never beat time to your music again. ' 'annoying!I'm about to start a tiger hunt! ' The cat jumped and turned on the ground in pain, and pressed its body against the wall from time to time. The wall that the cat's body was pressed against would turn blue for a while due to the sparks from the cat's body.In the end, the flower cat was spinning around Gao Xiu like a windmill. After being turned around by the cat, Gao Xiu also began to feel dizzy, so he said: 'Ok!I will spare you! ' Then stop pulling the string. As soon as the sound of the piano stopped, the flower cat said calmly: 'Master, your performance tonight is a bit off-line. ' The cellist became angry again after hearing this, but he still calmly took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, took out a match and said: 'how?Didn't scare you?Come on, stick out your tongue and let me see! ' The flower cat sticks out its sharp and long tongue like a fool. 'Oh, it's a little dry and cracked! ' As Gao Xiu spoke, he struck the match stick in his hand on the cat's tongue, and then lit the cigarette on the cigarette. Huamao was caught off guard that Gao Xiu would come up with this trick. He was so shocked that he flicked his tongue like a windmill, while rushing to the door and banging his head on it.The door couldn't be knocked open, so he staggered back and rushed to the door again.If he couldn't hit it again, he walked back staggeringly, and slammed his head at the door again... over and over again, desperately trying to escape from the room. Gao Xiu looked at it gloatingly for a while, and then said: 'Okay, let you out, don't come again!Stupid cat. ' The cellist opened the door, and seeing the cat fled through the crack of the door like a whirlwind into the daylilies, he couldn't help chuckling.Then, I had a good night's sleep. two The next night, Gao Xiu returned home with a black cello bag on his shoulders.After still gurgling and filling a glass of water, he played the piano again like last night.Before he knew it, twelve o'clock passed, and then one o'clock passed, and two o'clock passed, and Gao Xiu was still practicing playing the piano.Just when he lost himself completely and forgot the time, there was a "knock", "knock" sound from the roof. 'That dead cat, still wants to suffer! ' Just as Gao Xiu finished his roar, a gray bird flew in from the crack in the ceiling.After the bird landed on the ground, Gao Xiu took a look, and it turned out to be a cuckoo. 'This time even the birds are here!What are you doing here? ' 'I'm here to study music. ' Gao Xiu smiled and said: 'music?Don't you only sing "cuckoo" and "cuckoo"? ' The cuckoo replied solemnly: 'Yes, only two notes.But these two sounds are very difficult. ' 'What's the problem?Your songs are just difficult to sing continuously. What's so difficult about singing? ' 'It is this singing method that is difficult.For example, the "cuckoo" sung in this way is completely different from the "cuckoo" sung in this way? ' 'Why do I hear exactly the same? ' 'That's why you didn't understand.If our cuckoo companions come to listen, there will be 10,000 different tones in 10,000 cuckoo sentences. ' 'That's your cuckoo's business!Since you are so clear, why come to me? ' 'Because I want to learn the correct Do Re Mi Fa pitch. ' 'What Do Re Mi Fa?Meet your big head ghost! ' 'But I must learn well before going abroad! ' 'I don't care whether you go abroad or not! ' 'Master, please, teach me!You just pull out these scales and I sing along. ' 'It's annoying!Well, I will teach you three times, and you will walk me immediately after singing. ' Gao Xiu picked up the cello, tuned the strings, and then pulled up Do Re Mi FA So La Si Do. When the cuckoo heard it, he flapped his wings in a hurry and said: 'wrong!wrong!not like this. ' 'You are really long-winded.Otherwise, you can sing and watch. ' 'It should be like this. ’ The cuckoo bowed forward, and when he had exhausted his breath, he called out: 'cloth, valley. ' 'What the hell?Is this Do Re Mi Fa?For you, Do Re Mi Fa is probably the same as the Sixth Symphony. ' 'no the same. ' 'Why is it different? ' 'The most difficult thing is to sing these two scales continuously. ' 'Is that so? Gao Xiu picked up the cello again and played "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley"... The cuckoo was very happy, followed up from the middle, and sang "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley" with the sound of the piano....The cuckoo sang very seriously, curled up desperately, and sang endlessly. Gao Xiu gradually became sore from playing the piano, so he had to stop playing the piano and shouted: 'Hey!Are you finished! ' The cuckoo raised his eyes regretfully, but still sang reluctantly, and finally got bored of singing, and then "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley", "cloth...", "cloth...", "Bu..." stopped. Gao Xiu couldn't bear it anymore, and urged: 'Okay!Ben bird!After singing, it's time to go back! ' 'Come on, can you pull it again, please?You seem to think you're right, but I just don't sound right. ' 'what?Do I still need you to teach me?Hurry up and get out! ' 'Please please! , just one more time!once! 'The cuckoo kept bowing and begging. 'Okay, then pull one last time. ' Gao Xiu raised his bow.Cuckoo exhaled and said: 'For the last time, please stretch it a little longer. ' 'I'm going to be sick of you. 'Gao Xiu smiled wryly and began to pull up. The cuckoo also curled up desperately, and sang along with great seriousness: 'Bu, Gu!cloth, valley!cloth, valley! ' At first Gao Xiu played very impetuously, but gradually he felt that maybe the scales sung by cuckoo were closer to the real Do Re Mi Fa.And the more you pull, the more you feel that the cuckoo sings more correctly than yourself. 'Stop playing!If I pull it any further, I will really turn into a bird! Gao Xiu suddenly stopped the sound of the piano. The cuckoo suddenly shook a few times as if it had been hit by a sap, and then "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley", "cloth, valley", "cloth...", "cloth...", "cloth..." ..." stopped.Then he looked at Gao Xiu sadly: 'Why stop?If we were cuckoos, no matter how unsatisfactory the kid was, he would never stop singing until his throat bleeds. ' ' Said as if it were true.I don't have time to play tricks like this with you any more.You go, you see the sky is almost dawn. 'Gao Xiu pointed out the window. The eastern sky has turned white, and patches of dark clouds are rushing northward. 'Then wait till dawn.Just one more time!It doesn't take much time! ' The cuckoo bowed again. 'Shut up!You just push your limits!Stupid bird, if you don't leave, be careful, I will pluck your feathers and cook them for breakfast! ' Gao Xiu stomped his foot hard. The cuckoo was taken aback, spread its wings and flew to the window.But he bumped his head against the glass and fell down. 'How to hit the glass?fool. Gao Xiu hurriedly stood up and wanted to open the window, but this window was not easy to open with a push.Just as Gao Xiu was pushing hard on the window frame, the cuckoo rushed over and fell to the ground again.Upon closer inspection, there was a little blood seeping from the corner of the cuckoo's beak. 'I'll open it for you right now, don't worry! ' When Gao Xiu just pushed the window open by two inches, the cuckoo stood up again, staring straight at the eastern sky outside the window, and with the momentum of success this time, he stretched his wings and threw himself to the window with all his strength.This time, of course, the impact was heavier than the previous two, and the cuckoo fell to the ground, unable to move. Gao Xiu wanted to catch the bird and let it out from the door, but just as he stretched out his hand, the cuckoo opened its eyes and spread its wings and flew up.And it actually flew towards the window again.Gao Xiu raised his foot and kicked the window without thinking.Two or three pieces of the window pane were kicked and broken, and with such a loud noise that the whole pane fell out, even the frame.Like a swift arrow, the cuckoo flew out of the empty window hole.It flew forward without looking back, flying in a straight line, and finally disappeared.Gao Xiu was stunned by the window, and after a while, he returned to the corner of the room and lay down on the bed, falling asleep soundly. three On the third night, Gao Xiu still played the cello until midnight, tired, and when he was drinking water, there was another knock on the door. Gao Xiu maintained the posture of holding the cup, thinking to himself, no matter who will come tonight, they will absolutely do what they did to the cuckoo last night.Just as Gao Xiu was waiting in full force, the door was slightly opened, and a little raccoon came in. Gao Xiu went over and opened the door a bit, then stomped his foot vigorously and shouted: 'Hey!Lizi, do you know what the raccoon broth is made of? ' The little raccoon sat on the ground absent-mindedly, with a bewildered expression, tilted his head and thought for a long time before replying: 'I don't know what raccoon soup is. ' Looking at its expression, Gao Xiu couldn't help but want to laugh out loud, but deliberately said with a straight face: 'Then let me tell you, raccoon meat soup is just that. Take a little raccoon like you, add cabbage and salt, and stew it for people like me to eat. ' The little raccoon felt very strange: 'But my father told me that Gao Xiu is a good man, not scary at all, and told me to come and learn from you with peace of mind. ' Gao Xiu finally couldn't help laughing out loud: 'What did your father call you to learn?I'm very busy and sleepy. ' The little raccoon took a step forward with great vigor: 'I'm a little drummer.My father asked me to come and play with your cello. ' 'How can there be a snare drum? ' 'Yes, I have!this! 'The little raccoon stretched out two drumsticks from behind. 'What are you doing with this? ' 'Please pull the "Happy Coachman". ' 'What is "The Merry Coachman"?Is it jazz? ' 'Here's the sheet music. 'The little raccoon took out another sheet of music from behind his back. After Gao Xiu took it over to look at it, he said with a smile: 'This song is really weird.Well, just pull and watch.Are you going to play the snare drum? ' Gao Xiu didn't know how the little raccoon would play the ensemble, so he played the piano while watching it out of the corner of his eyes. Unexpectedly, the little raccoon would hold the drum stick and beat the cello under the strings in time with the beat.And the drumming skills are really good, Gao Xiu gradually felt that such an ensemble is also very interesting. After playing the whole song, the little raccoon tilted his head and thought for a long time before asking as if he had found a problem: 'Mr. Gao Xiu, why are you always half a beat behind when you pull the second string?It seemed that I was going to stumble on purpose. ' Gao Xiu was startled.Last night he found that no matter how quickly he moved his fingers, the second string would always be half a beat behind to make a sound. 'You are right, there is something wrong with this piano. ' Gao Xiu replied a little sadly. 'What is the problem?Could you please pull it up again? ' 'of course can. 'Gao Xiu pulled it up again. The little raccoon was still beating the drumsticks as before, but bent down from time to time to put his ears on the piano.After the whole song was played, the east of the sky was also white. 'Ah, it's dawn.thank you. The little raccoon frantically put the drumsticks and the music score on his back, pasted them firmly with tape, saluted two or three more times, and then hurried out the door. Faced with the morning wind blowing in from the broken window last night, Gao Xiu was stunned for a while, before thinking of going out to sleep to refresh himself, and hurriedly turned around and got into bed. Four On the fourth night, Gao Xiu still played the piano all night, and when it was almost dawn, he was so tired that he hugged the piano and dozed off.At this time, there was another knock on the door.The voice was so faint that it seemed invisible, but Gao Xiu had experienced it for several nights in a row, no matter how subtle the voice was, he would not ignore it, and immediately replied: "Come in." So, a field mouse got in through the crack of the door.There was also a very small field mouse by his side, walking over with a waddle.The small vole was only as big as an eraser, Gao Xiu couldn't help laughing.The mother field mouse didn't know what Gao Xiu was laughing at, she looked around and came to Gao Xiu, took out a blue chestnut, put it on the ground, saluted respectfully and said: 'Doctor, this child is dying of illness, please show mercy and save it. ' 'How can I be a doctor? ' Gao Xiu said a little unhappy. The mother field mouse lowered her head in silence for a while, and then said firmly: 'Doctor, you are lying.Don't you show your talents and cure everyone's illness every night? ' 'I really don't understand what you're saying. ' 'Doctor, don't be joking, because of you, the rabbit's grandmother was cured, and the little raccoon's father was also cured, and you even cured the bad-hearted owl. All right?Wouldn't it be cruel of you not to heal this child? ' 'Hey, you must be mistaken.I haven't healed the owl's disease, but the little raccoon really came to see me last night, but that was just playing a game with the band.Ha ha. Gao Xiu stared helplessly at the little vole and said with a smile. After hearing this, the mother field mouse burst into tears: 'Oh, since the child is going to be sick, why not choose an earlier time?Doctor, weren't you still whimpering just now?Why did you stop as soon as the child got sick?And if I beg you like this, you won't pull it anymore, hey, this child is really miserable. ' Gao Xiu cried out in surprise: 'what?You mean, as long as I play the cello, both the owl and the rabbit will be cured?What exactly is going on? ' Mother Field Mouse wiped her tears with one hand and replied: 'Yes, as long as the neighbors around here are sick, everyone will get into the floor of your house and come down to treat them. ' 'This disease will be cured? ' 'yes.I heard that the blood channels in the whole body will be opened up, which is very comfortable and comfortable.Some people get cured right away, while others recover after returning home. ' 'Oh, that's right.You mean, the buzzing sound of the piano has the effect of massaging and has cured all your illnesses?Okay, I understand, let me treat the sick! ' Gao Xiu turned the zither to tune the strings, then reached out and grabbed the little vole, and put it into the sound hole of the cello. 'I want to be with the kids too!No matter which hospital, mothers are always with their children! 'Mother Vole jumped on the cello frantically. 'You want to go in too? Gao Xiu grabbed the mother field mouse and wanted it to get into the sound hole, but it could only get into half of the face. The mother field mouse waved her hands and feet and called out to the baby in the sound hole: 'Baby, are you all right?When landing on the ground, did you keep your feet together as mother usually taught you? ' 'Yeah, I'm doing fine. ' answered the little field mouse, with a voice as small as a mosquito, from the bottom of the piano board. 'Don't worry, don't cry anymore. Gao Xiu put the mother vole back on the ground, then set up the bow, humming and rumbling, playing a rhapsody or something like that. Mother Vole listened to the scale of the piano with great anxiety. After listening for a while, she finally couldn't help but say: 'enough!enough!Please let the children out! ' 'Is that enough? Gao Xiu tilted the piano and put his palm on the sound hole.After a while, the little vole slipped out. Gao Xiu put the little vole on the ground without saying a word.I saw the little field mouse with its eyes closed tightly, trembling all over. 'how does it feel?Is it better? ' The little field mouse still didn't answer, still closed his eyes tightly, trembling all over.After a while, I unexpectedly jumped up and ran around the room. 'Ah, well!All right!thank you!thank you! ' The mother field mouse ran behind the little field mouse for a while, and then came to Gao Xiu, saluting like garlic: 'Thank you thank you thank you...' He said ten sentences in a row. Seeing this, Gao Xiu couldn't help feeling pity in his heart: 'Hey, do you eat bread? ' The mother field mouse was startled, looked around and said: 'I haven't tried it, although I heard that bread is the kind of thing that is kneaded and steamed with flour after being kneaded, and it will expand soft, soft and delicious, but even if it is not, we have never patronized Your cupboard, not to mention receiving such a great favor from you today, how dare you move your things again? ' 'Hey, I didn't mean that.I'm just asking if you eat bread.It seems to be eating.Wait a minute, I'm going to get some bread for this nasty little guy. ' Gao Xiu put down the cello, tore a piece of bread from the cupboard, and placed it in front of the voles. The mother field mouse cried and laughed with joy, kept saluting and thanking her, and then carefully picked up the bread, letting the little field mouse walk in front, and then both of them said goodbye and left. 'Ah..., it's tiring talking to field mice too. ' Gao Xiu fell down on the bed, and then snored loudly. Fives night after six days.The members of the Venus Orchestra, all flushed and holding their instruments, retreated from the stage in the auditorium of the town mansion to behind the scenes, and filed into the lounge behind the auditorium.They finally managed to finish the sixth symphony. The thunderous applause still echoed in the auditorium.The conductor put his hands in his pockets, and walked leisurely among the members with an expression of not caring about the applause.In fact, he was overjoyed beyond words.Some members of the regiment picked up cigarettes and lit matches, and some put their musical instruments back into the box. The applause in the auditorium continued.Moreover, the clapping became louder and louder, and finally formed an uncontrollable frightening sound wave.The master of ceremonies with a white ribbon on his chest walked in: 'The audience is asking for an encore, can you please go out and play another little piece? ' The commander replied with a straight face: 'No, after playing such a big piece, we can't play any piece that can satisfy us. ' 'Then please give the conductor a thank you! ' 'no.Hey, Gao Xiu, go out and play a song for them! ' 'me? ' Gao Xiu asked dumbfounded. 'It's you!It's you! ' cried the man who played the best violin in the regiment suddenly raised his face. 'Yes, go quickly. ' the conductor urged. Others also forced the cello into Gao Xiu's hands, and when the door opened, they pushed Gao Xiu onto the stage.Gao Xiu hugged his pierced cello, not knowing what to do.On the stage, the applause of the audience became louder and louder, and some people even cheered loudly. 'What a deception!it is good!I will tell you about Indian tiger hunting. Gao Xiu walked towards the center of the stage calmly. Then, just like the night when the tabby cat came to visit, Gao Xiu, like an angry elephant, ruthlessly pulled out the Indian tiger hunting song.There was no sound in the audience, and the audience listened intently to the performance. Gao Xiu kept his head buried in pulling.I pulled past the section that made the cat burst into sparks in pain, and also pulled the section that made the cat slam its head against the door. After the whole piece was played, Gao Xiu didn't even look at the audience, just hugged the cello, and quickly escaped behind the scenes like a cat that was eager to escape from the house that day. After entering the lounge, Gao Xiu found that all the regiment members, including the conductor, were sitting on their chairs intently, as if they were on fire.Gao Xiu hurriedly walked through the crowd, came to the innermost bench, sat down, and crossed his legs. Unexpectedly, all the people turned their faces around at the same time and looked straight at Gao Xiu.And all of them have serious expressions, and they don't seem to be making fun of Gao Xiu at all. 'What a strange night. 'Gao Xiu thought to himself. Unexpectedly, the conductor stood up and said: 'Gao Xiu, that's great!Although it was just a pop song, we were all enthralled.It only takes about one week to ten days, but you can pull it so well.Compared with you tonight, you are like a baby and a soldier ten days ago.It can be seen that as long as you are willing to do anything, you can do anything.right?High Xiu! ' Others also stood up and walked over to say: 'awesome! ' The conductor added a sentence after everyone: 'If it wasn't for Gao Xiu's tough body, he would be able to withstand this kind of hard training.Ordinary people, I'm afraid they would have died long ago. ' That night, Gao Xiu returned home very late again. As usual, I filled a glass of water before opening the window, looking at the distant sky where the cuckoo flew, and murmured: 'Ah, Cuckoo, I'm really sorry for you that day, but I wasn't mad at you that day. ' Note: Gao Xiu: The original text is French, which means clumsy and crooked. Kenji Miyazawa used it as a personal name. Cinema Orchestra: The movies at that time were silent movies, so the music was performed by the orchestra to match the plot on the screen. Indian tiger hunting song: a popular dance song in the early Showa era, originally called Hunting Tigers out in Indish.