作者：何強
“死亡就是意味著再也聽不到莫紮特音樂啦！”
——愛因斯坦
是鋼琴讓我認識了殷承宗，還是殷承宗教我認識了鋼琴？
是在百花休眠，壹花獨放的年代，洋板戲聽膩了。壹天，學校包場電影《鋼琴伴唱紅燈記》。銀幕上，三角鋼琴邊坐著殷承宗（不知何故，那時叫殷承忠）。十指在黑白鍵上跳動飛舞，流出明亮輕快的旋律，托出宏亮的唱腔，那般的清新。新奇，使我對這位大音樂家肅然起敬。眼饞著那宏大黑亮的鋼琴，在他手下怎麼就如此神奇地或輕訴，或怒斥，或激昂，或委婉。。。我多想有壹天也能坐在琴橙上，用我的雙手去描繪大好河山，傾訴心中的喜怒哀樂。。。我記住了鋼琴，記住了殷承宗。
我的鋼琴夢隨童年流逝。只是初中的壹個偶然，又將它勾出。那是合肥九中校員的壹個晚上，我從教室自習完走出。音樂教室傳出壹陣輕快的鋼琴聲，禁不起誘惑走到門口。是我的同班同學林晚玉在練琴，她對我笑笑，又在琴上歡快地跳開了十指，我傻傻地看著，聽著，想著。。。離開音樂教室，不願回家，在鋼琴淡淡的音樂聲中，在校員久久地徘徊。又想起了殷承宗，想起了鋼琴。此時我悟到這不是我的，這不是咱百姓家的玩藝。我的同學林晚玉是我省文聯主席，大作家那沙的女兒；鋼琴也是電影中看到的大護人家的玩藝。莫名其妙的：我恨殷承宗，妳為什麼能彈鋼琴；我恨同學林晚玉，妳家為什麼有鋼琴；我恨自己，妳為什麼無琴？
後來聽說殷承宗下放農村，我開始不安。他走了，誰來《鋼琴伴唱紅燈記》？他那雙彈鋼琴的手怎麼能插秧，割稻，要是手割破了，我還能聽到鋼琴聲？
七十年代初，殷承宗來合肥江淮大戲院，舉行兩場鋼琴獨奏音樂會。鬼使神差地我硬是擠出勤工儉學的捌角錢，買了兩張甲票，去看我敬慕的音樂家，聽他用琴音描述人生。
第壹場，我只是傻傻地看著殷承宗，當您微閉雙目，沈浸在樂曲中，我也醉倒在您的夢幻裏。只是，那時我還不懂音樂的內涵，只是喜歡而已。總覺的居場裏的人不壹洋，壹個個都那洋端莊文靜，沈浸在音樂中，沒有壹絲雜音。身臨其境，迷在其中，為之感染，正襟危坐。默默地註視著我的偶像，靜靜地聽至終場。
第二場，我從您的眼神，指下流瀉的歡快中，似乎聽懂了壹曲《快樂的啰嗦》。只覺得，殷承宗妳太偉大了，怎麼幾十個黑白相間的鍵，在妳靈巧手指的翻飛跳躍下，能叫人歡喜叫人憂？
從此我愛音樂，愛鋼琴曲，愛作鋼琴夢。
壹九八三年，從壹份小報讀到殷承宗去了美國，找不到活幹，在餐館洗盤子。我的心受到重創，開始痛恨妳——殷承宗。妳那雙手本屬於鋼琴，洗盤子是我等的活，如若可能我去替妳洗盤子。漸漸的我開始懷疑小報的真實性，美妙的琴聲，夢幻般的殷承宗又開始闖入我的記憶，那流暢前奏烘托下的“都有壹顆紅亮的心”。。。我買了壹盤《鋼琴伴唱紅燈記》磁帶，教女兒唱“做人要做這洋的人”。
迷終於解開了，中央電視臺播出了殷承宗獨奏音樂會。屏幕上，妳用高昂，激動人心的《黃河》向人們展示妳的風采，訴說妳的輝煌。我看到妳鍵盤上跳動的仍是我向往的靈巧，有力的十指。從妳的眼中，從裏魁偉的身上，從妳指端瀉出的音符。。。我讀懂了：殷承宗，妳仍是黃河的兒子；妳仍是鋼琴的兒子；妳仍是我的偶像！
為圓壹個鋼琴夢，我有了壹架鋼琴；可喜的是女兒從音樂學院畢業，從事忠愛的鋼琴。。。
每當女兒打開琴蓋，每當鋼琴音樂響起，我看見妳——殷承宗。我常同女兒談起殷承宗，談我的鋼琴夢。我們壹家三口常常聽您的《黃河》，《鋼琴伴唱紅燈記》，女兒最愛自彈自唱“做人要做這洋的人”。
Love music I talk
about: (two)
"Death is the means that nolonger hear Mozart music!"
——Einstein
Is a piano let me know pianist, or teach me
to meet a pianist piano?
In flowers dormancy, a time, got tired of
listening to the model. One day, the school BaoChang movie "piano entrants
GongDengJi". The screen, triangle piano, sit pianist (somehow, then that
YanChengZhong). Ten in black and white key beating dancing, bright and light
out of melody, cut through his vocals, that kind of pure and fresh. Novelty,
enabled me to the great musician with respect. The dark black grand big-eyed
piano, in his grasp how such a miraculous light or the lawsuit, or the nu
scold, or up, or tactful... I want to have a day also can sit on the harp
orange, with my hands good use to describe, talk in the heart of laughter,
anger, sorrow and happiness... I remember the piano, remember the pianist.
My piano with passing childhood dreams.
Just junior high school of a chance, and will it tick the box. That is a score
hefei campus at night, I from the classroom after self-study get out of. Music
classroom spread a light and a piano, cannot afford the temptation to go to the
door. Is my classmate Lin night in practice jade, she smiled to me, and in jean
merrily on jumped away ten, I foolishly look, listen, thinking about... Leave
music classroom, do not wish to go home, and in the light of piano music, long
time to wander in the campus. And think of the pianist, of the piano. This
time, I realize that this is not I, this is not our homes fraud. My classmate
Lin night in our province jade is chairman of the federation, the great writer
that the daughter of sand; The piano is also seen in the movie the fraud a
large house. The puzzling: I hate pianist, why do you can play the piano; I
hate classmate Lin night jade, why did your family have a piano; I hate
oneself, why do you no harp?
Pianist heard later down the countryside, I
began to upset. He walked, who come to the piano entrants GongDengJi "?
His that how can play the piano hand rice seedlings, cut rice, if hand cut, I
could hear a piano?
Seventy s, pianist to hefei jianghuai the
grand theater, two games held piano solo concert. I could not help myself just
extrusion work-study programs cents, bought two ZhangJia tickets, to see I
admire musician, he described to harp life.
In the first game, I just foolishly looked
at pianist, when your eyes glows, immersed in music, and I have poured drunkly
in your dream. Just, then I don't understand the connotation of the music, just
like it. I always people in the theater, one by one all that dignified and
gentle and quiet, immersed in music, without a murmur. Overwhelmed, fan in it,
for infection, serious. Silently staring at my idol, listen to the final.
The second game, I'm from your eyes, refers
to the joy of the next, seemed to understand one song "happy
windbag". Just think, pianist you is so great, and how to dozens of black
and white key, in your nimble fingers leaped down the loops, can call a person
glad that people sorrow?
From now on I love music, love piano music,
love for the piano dream.
In 1983, from a tabloid read pianist went
to the United States, can't find a job in the restaurant wash the dishes. My
heart tumbled, begin to hate you-pianist. You ShouBen belong to those piano,
washing the dishes is I live, if I might go for you to wash the dishes.
Gradually I began to doubt the authenticity of the tabloids, the wonderful
performance, fantastic pianist began to break into my memory, the prelude of
smooth foil "have a red heart"... I bought a plate of the piano
GongDengJi entrants "tapes, teach them to sing" the person wants to
do so ".
Fan finally solved, China central
television has broadcast solo concert pianist. The screen, you use high,
exciting "Yellow River" to showcase your elegance, tell your future.
I see you beat the keyboard is still my kind of nimble and strong fingers. From
your eyes, in the body from ma, from your fingers and be note. I read: the
pianist, you are the son of Yellow River; You are the piano's son. You are my
idol!
For round a piano dream, I have a piano;
The good news is from music college graduation daughter, engaged in faithful
love piano...
Whenever daughter open harp cover, whenever
the piano music rang, I saw you-pianist. I often talked about with daughter
pianist, talk about my piano dream. We often hear of you to all three of the
Yellow River ", "the piano GongDengJi entrants," since the
favorite daughter since sing "the person wants to do so".