When was Christmas Eve set?

18 181on the evening of February 23rd, in Auburn Village on the Salza River.

Christmas Eve Scenery (1)( 1 1)

A mouse boldly sneaked into the organ building of the old church of St. Nicholas in the village. This hungry little thing ran around and bit everywhere, and finally made a "far-reaching event", from which a popular Christmas hymn was born. The next morning, a middle-aged man in a black dress and coat walked into the church and went straight to the organ and sat down. This man named Franz gruber is 3 1 year-old, with black hair, a high nose and a pair of emotional eyes. Although he is unknown, he is respected by the villagers in this remote area. Because he is a primary school teacher in the village and an organist at St Nicholas's Church.

He sat down, stepped on the pedal and pressed the button. However, the organ only made a few faint whimpers.

When gruber was about to bend down to find out, his good friend Joseph Moore came. Moore is a priest and musician. The official pastor of Auburn village church has not been sent, and Moore has been temporarily sent to take over this position.

When gruber saw him struggling, he was shocked and asked, "God bless us! What is it, Joseph? " The young acting priest raised his hands and made a desperate expression, signaling his friends to get up and go with him.

Moore led gruber to the balcony behind the organ keyboard, pointing to the leather bellows with high wind.

Scenery of Christmas Eve (2)( 1 1)

A big hole said, "I found this hole this morning." It must have been bitten by a mouse. Now when I get off the stage, there is no sound! " Gruber carefully examined the hole in the bellows. It's incredible to go to mass on Christmas Eve without playing the organ! He couldn't help shouting, "damn it! It's terrible now. What should we do? "

"Yes," Father Moore said shyly, "I wrote a short poem that can be used as a lyric poem." Then he said seriously, "This is not that kind of song."

Gruber couldn't help laughing when he saw his friend so excited. Because as we all know, what Moore really likes is "that kind of" songs-that is, the so-called vulgar folk songs sung by Guzheng when the peasant woman and the boatman are happily drinking. This kind of thing often causes the dissatisfaction of those stubborn and old-fashioned devout believers and makes the respectable elders frown.

Gruber picked up a poem written by Moore and read the first few paragraphs. Suddenly, he felt as if there was a strange aura running through his spine. This is really not that kind of song. It seems to have caught his heart and told him gently, simply and touching. He has never been so deeply moved. The music of these poems faintly sounded in his ears.

Moore said almost apologetically, "I just think so, because our organs."

Snow scene on Christmas Eve

It doesn't ring any more, so can you tune this thing for our guitar piano? Maybe we can set up a small children's choir to sing ... what do you think? "

Gruber said, "OK, OK, OK! Maybe we can do this. Give it to me, I'll take it back and see if I can write it. "

Gruber walked slowly back to Anxi Village through the snow on the ground. He immersed himself in his own musical ideas all the way.

"Christmas Eve, holy night,

In the darkness, Guanghua bursts.

Like Beethoven who was deaf, he heard all the melodies in his heart:

According to the virgin and the baby,

How kind and naive,

Christmas Eve

Enjoy a heavenly sleep,

Enjoy a heavenly sleep. "

The music he is going to write for the children's choir has been echoing in his mind. He returned to his humble house, sat by his clavichord, faced the cross hanging on the wall, and finally wrote a complete song.

That afternoon, twelve boys and girls gathered in Moore's study. They wear neat and beautiful wool socks, coats and aprons. They stood side by side under the holly wreath, becoming more and more lively.

Santa Claus on Christmas Eve

The rehearsal began, and gruber and Moore played the guitar and smiled at each other with satisfaction from time to time. At first, everyone was unfamiliar with the songs, and playing and singing were a little rough. The third part was not suitable either, but it was quickly changed. Well, this song is finally finished.

On Christmas Eve, hundreds of candles lit in the church shone brightly on the bright golden plates and communion cups, giving those stiff Gothic statues of the Virgin a vibrant and gentle demeanor. The church is decorated with pine trees, evergreen trees and sacred berries everywhere. All the believers crowded on the long hard bench. Men wear bloated wool coats, and women wear eye-catching aprons and colorful shawls.

When Moore and gruber walked to the altar with twelve boys and girls carrying guitars, the surprised crowd suddenly became a sensation. Gruber nodded slightly to his band, and the strings sounded. Then, Father Moore's tenor and Mr. gruber's bass resounded through the ancient church in harmony.

Thus, the long-standing Christmas carol was sung for the first time. But I forgot it the next day. No one who attended Christmas Mass at that time expected that this song would be popular all over the world.

Later, it was only by chance that this masterpiece was saved from drowning. The following spring, an organ repairman named Carl Morak came here from Chileta. He casually asked in small talk: Since the organ is broken, how can you do Christmas Mass? Only then did gruber mention this piece of music. He said: "It is not worthy of attention. I even forgot where I put it. " At the back of the church, there is a small cupboard full of dusty documents. Gruber found music here.

The organ repairman looked at the score, moved his lips slightly and hummed a tune from his broad chest. "Interesting," he said softly. "Can I take it back?"

Gruber burst out laughing. "Line, line, you take it. Besides, after you fix the piano, this thing is even more useless. " After Morakot left, gruber forgot about it. However, Christmas Eve echoed in the lovely Mount Kiletta, and it began its journey to spread to the world.

As folk music, this song spread from Austria to Germany. It crossed the national border and spread to all parts of the world with German immigrants. But not long ago, Moore and gruber were recognized as the creators of this song. They had nothing at that time and died as poor as when they were born. However, gruber's ancient guitar is still singing for him. It has become a family heirloom, handed down from generation to generation by the gruber family. Now, every Christmas Eve, people will take this guitar to Auburn Village. Christians from all over the world sang this lovely Christmas hymn again. ...

The second statement

Austria is close to the Alps, and there are many rural poets. Together with Austria, this is a nation that loves music. Most of them believe in Jesus Christ. Therefore, every Christmas, in some small towns and villages on high mountains, many men and women of famous singing families, like medieval bards, constantly improve or innovate the lyrics and music of Christmas songs. Many of them are good at playing musical instruments. When several people gather by the fire, they can make new Christmas songs on the spot and become the treasure of later Christmas songs. Some songs, perhaps sung at that time, or sung for a year or two, were replaced by new Christmas songs. But one of them is not only handed down from generation to generation, but also the most famous Christmas song in the world. It is called "Christmas Eve".

It is said that this Christmas song was written by Father Mujosi of Sasburg in the Alps in 18 18, and the music was written by musician Francis Gruber. Unfortunately, it has been buried in the copybook of the village temple choir for more than ten years. Later, it was discovered by a person who loves music. He took this Christmas song to a concert in the city and it was very popular. The results gradually spread to all parts of Austria and then to Germany. 1839, this Christmas song was introduced to the United States, and within a few years, it was widely loved by the people. This Christmas song "Silent Night" has been sung by famous singers and broadcast on the radio, and it has spread all over the world, and all countries have translated the lyrics. Whether Christian or not, almost everyone is familiar with this "Christmas Eve" and will hum when listening.

There are many legends about the lyrics and song writing of the Christmas song Silent Night. The following story is the most touching and beautiful.

It turns out that in a small village near SARS, there lived musician Francis Gruber and his wife Anna. They have an innocent and lively son, little Francis. Gruber teaches music in a school in Pere Joseph. On Sunday, he leads the choir in the church. Every night when he comes home, he likes to sit under the big tree in the yard and play the piano and compose music. The three of them live happily. Unfortunately, in the autumn of 18 18, the lovely little Francis died suddenly, and the family suddenly lost their joy. Mr and Mrs gruber never laughed again. On Christmas Eve this year, gruber went to the temple to attend midnight mass alone, and his heart was no longer as active and happy as before. The joy of Christmas seems to have nothing to do with him. After the mass, gruber hurried home, and children's songs and laughter came from the roadside. His mood is heavier. After entering the room, it was desolate. He called his wife's name and didn't answer. When I turned on the light, I saw my wife Yana sobbing in the bed where little Francis used to sleep. Gruber called her again, but she ignored her. Gruber sighed helplessly, so he picked up a musical instrument and wanted to play music to ease his wife's sadness.

When gruber opened the piano cover, a note fell to the ground. He picked it up and saw that it was the lyrics of Silent Night written by Pere Joseph a few days ago and asked him to score it, but he forgot about it because he missed little Francis. At this time, there was silence outside the window. Gruber remembered everything in the past, sat in the chair in front of the lampstand, facing his wife, and began to compose the music of Silent Night. He sang while playing music. At this time, his wife Anna heard this wonderful song and forgot the rest. She approached her husband gruber slowly and said with tears, "Dear gruber, please forgive us! Now I understand the divine will of God. We should not be as sad as the death of little Francis! Because when you play the piano and sing, I seem to see a large group of little angels coming to our house, and little Francis is in the middle, singing happily with them:' The savior is born!' The tune and lyrics of Silent Night are perfectly matched, and people who listen to it, whether Christians or not, are moved by it. If it is one of the most beautiful and moving songs in the world, I believe no one will object.