四周寂静下来,灯光打扮着舞台,金色的光芒荡漾在空气里,气氛如此神圣。乐曲奏响了,音符变作天使,飞舞在空间,萦绕在耳畔。不多时,一张熟悉的脸孔出现了——帕尔曼,还有那把泛着红晕的提琴。于是,我的又一个神圣时刻到来了。不知不觉中,一个轻微细腻的声音从整个音乐的缝隙中钻出来了,越来越明朗。帕尔曼闭着眼睛,嘴角露着细微的愉悦。音乐从琴弦上流出来,如此纯净,如此甜美,溶入你的心灵,只有此时此刻,你才能抛却一切 The surroundings were silent, the lights were dressed up on the stage, and the golden light rippled in the air. The atmosphere was so sacred. The music played, the notes became angels, fluttering in space, lingering in the ears. A few moments later, a familiar face appeared—Pelman, and the fiddling violin. Then, another sacred moment of my arrival. Unconsciously, a slight and delicate voice emerged from the gaps in the entire music and became clearer and brighter. Palmer closed his eyes and his mouth was slightly subdued. Music flows from the strings, so pure, so sweet, it melts into your heart. Only at this moment can you discard everything.