我在男低音歌唱家彭康亮那里获得一句妙语:唱歌就是歌唱。他说话时突然向自己提了一个问题:什么是唱歌?所谓简单的问题其实最难回答。如惠特曼的诗:“一个孩子说:草是什么呢?他两手满满地摘了一把送给我。”彭康亮显然被自己难住了,在房间里大步踱走。外屋坐着彭 I get a punchline in the bassist Peng Kangliang: singing is singing. When he spoke, he suddenly raised a question to himself: What is singing? The so-called simple question is actually the hardest to answer. Such as Whitman’s poem: “A child said: What is the grass? He picked one hand and handed it to me.” "Peng Kangliang apparently stumped by himself, striding in the room. Outside the house sitting Peng