“黄水奔流向东方,河流万里长。……开河渠,筑堤防,河东千里成平壤;麦苗儿肥啊,豆花儿香,男女老少喜洋洋……”去年夏季的一天,这熟悉的歌声、熟悉的旋律从挪威著名作曲家格里格故居的那间俭朴而又充满了艺术感染力的小屋中飘出来。男女合唱声伴着钢琴声时而汹涌起伏、沸腾激荡,时而低沉深切,如诉如泣。循着这歌声和琴声走进小屋, “Yellow water rushes to the east, the river is long. ... Open the canal, embankment defense, Hedong thousands of miles into Pyongyang; wheat seedling fat ah, fragrant beans flowers, men, women and children radiant ... ” Last summer’s day, this familiar song , Familiar melody floats from the frugal and art-filled cabin of the famous Norwegian composer Grigory’s house. The chorus of men and women accompanies the piano sound sometimes ups and downs, boiling agitation, sometimes deep and profound, such as v. Follow this song and piano into the hut,