Musical Analysis of In the Field of Hope!

When Luo Jing mispronounced on the radio, when Teresa Teng was singing, natural celebrities made many mistakes, and poets sometimes misunderstood when writing lyrics, so everything was inevitable. But if it is still popular for decades, it will be puzzling. China people's heads grow around their necks, but their thoughts must have an authoritative superstructure, blind understanding and blind worship, which are everywhere in the vast China. God only created a bed, how can he "speak with one voice?" This is all because of the war-weariness and atrophy of China people's thoughts. Because feudal thoughts have been enslaved for a long time, their wishes can never be close to the power center, which weakens their ideological content. This is the tragedy of China people. As we all know, there are three kinds of poetry: drama, poetry and lyrics. The lyrics are a poem that can be sung. The structure of lyrics should have the beauty of phonology, integrity and harmony, but the basic form and purpose of art should be: what may happen, what has happened and what will happen. Although the lyrics are lyrical music literature, there can be too many artistic means. If the season is broken, it will definitely make people doubt. Now I post the lyrics of "In the Field of Hope" here: Our hometown is in the field of hope; Cooking smoke floats on newly-built houses, and rivers flow beside beautiful villages. A piece of winter wheat, (that) a piece of sorghum, ten miles (yo) lotus pond, ten miles of fruit fragrance. Hey, cough, yo, yeah, yeah, yo! Ahem! We have lived in this land for generations and are rich and prosperous for her. Our ideal is in the field of hope; Seedlings head in the sweat of farmers, and cattle and sheep grow in the shepherd's flute. Spinning in Nishimura, casting nets in Donggang, sowing in northern Xinjiang and threshing in southern Xinjiang. Hey, cough, yo, yeah, yeah, yo! Ahem! We have lived in this land for generations and dressed her. Our future is in the field of hope; People live in the bright sunshine, and living in people's labor is different. The old people raised their glasses, the children laughed, the boys played and the girls sang. Hey, cough, yo, yeah, yeah, yo! Ahem! For her happiness and glory, we have lived in this land for generations.