The special musical instrument and music made Mu Jingzhe smile along with the audience. This was because the music was filled with joy and hope. Later, it turned into ignorance and joy, and then into leisure. In the end, when the music quietened down, the joy turned into sorrow.
Usually, when the suona sounded, it contained either great joy or great sorrow. Xiao Wu's tune seemed to contain both.
It was as if it was narrating a person's joy from birth to passing. A lifetime might be filled with thorns, but in the end, it would all pass, leaving only calmness behind, like the lives of many ordinary people.
Now that Xiao Wu had grown up, the way he played the suona had become more mature. He wasn't as lacking as before. Instead, his suona music invoked a different feeling.
