英语翻译
TherewasonlyonechaironthestageoftheconcerthallinNorthernEngland.Therewasnopiano,nomusicstandandnoconductor.Justthatlonelychair.
Theatmosphereinthehallwastense.Peoplewerenervousandexcited.Everyoneintheaudienceof600peopleknewthattheyweregoingtohearaveryspecialkindofmusic.
Finallyitwastimetostart.Yo-YoMa,Chinese-American,oneoftheworld’smostfamouscellists(大提琴家),cameontothestage,bowedtotheaudienceandsatdownquietlyonthechair.Hemadehimselfcomfortable,thoughtforsomeminutesuntiltherewascompletesilence,andthenhestartedtoplaymusicthatwasatfirstemptyanddangerous,butthatsoonbecameloudandpainful,liketheworstthingyou’veeverheard.Itwasalmostunbearable,butfinally,itfadedawaytonothing.Yo-YoMadidnotmove.Hestayedwithhisheadbowedoverhisinstrument.
Everyoneinthehallheldtheirbreath.Forwhatseemedlikehours,nobodymoved,thoughtheperformanceended.Itwasasiftheyhadallexperiencedsomethingterribleanddark.ButthenYo-YoMastoodup.Heputdownhiscello.Heextendedhishandtosomeoneintheaudience,askingthemtocomeandjoinhim.Anelectricshockranthroughtheaudiencewhentheyrealizedwhatwasgoingtohappen.
Amanindirtymotorcycleleathersgotupfromhisseatexcitedlyandwalkedtowardsthestage,butMadidnotseemtomind.Thegreatcellistrusheddownfromthestageandhuggedhim.Theaudiencewentcrazy;suddenlyeveryonewascheeringandshouting,likepeopledowhenthey’vejustheardgreatmusic.
Butthiswasmorethanmusic,justasthegreatcellisttoldus:“Youshouldplaynotbecauseyouwanttobegood,butbecauseyouneedtomakeasound,music---theessenceofmusicisaboutexpression.”