The wife of Yang Shanshan, captain of the production team, died. When I came back from school, the suona was already playing. The suona is played nondescriptly, and the circle cannot understand it. It sounds like a bird chirping, but not a bird, or like a wolf howling, but not a wolf. If the circle cannot understand, the suona is not played well.
Two men and one woman were shivering with cold. I don't know who arranged them at the wind outlet, but the northwest wind came out from between the two houses. The suona player is a little fat, his cheeks are bulging, his nose is red, and his hands are swollen. The player who played the sheng was a dwarf, and he was a man I had never seen in the circle. It's the same tone from beginning to end, and the circle doesn't think it's fun. The woman was only responsible for playing the cymbal, and the sound was clear and crisp. However, the woman played absent-mindedly and kept shaking.