In fact, magical music that answers the soul often surges up in everyone's heart, and there is a touching feeling of wonderful music flowing deep into the heart. As long as people still have emotions, music will never disappear. Whether it's mountains and rivers, or the sound and movement of clouds, in essence, music is not divided into ancient and modern elegance and vulgarity. Wind, elegance, song, Bei's, Mo's, Xiao's, are nothing more than the word "harmony", which is a quiet night. The bright moon that accompanies my mood is the long wind that alone enjoys sorrow in loneliness. As Xiao Fuxing wrote in the preface of the book: "We often quote Saint-Sa?ns's famous saying, 'Music begins where the words end.' Behind it, there are also these words: 'Music can say things that cannot be expressed by words. Something that enables us to discover the most mysterious depths of ourselves; it can convey those impressions and "states of mind" that no words can express.'"... Xiao's love for music is the longing and evocation of passing emotions. , is a memorial and comfort to the bitter soul.