"What's the name of this song of yours?"
"Well, it's like a song but it's actually a sonata."
"I'm asking you what it's called!" He snapped, fixing me with his gaze.
Again I was alarmed by the three spots of blood in his left eye.
"Mozart...," I muttered.
"Mozart what?"
"Mozart Is Thinking of Chairman Mao," Luo broke in. (5)
Given the pretext of listening to Music about the Illustrious Chairman Mao, the Narrator proceeds to play a piece by Mozart. Naturally, because of the Cultural Revolution, they are repelled at first by the violin. One woman goes so far as to call it a Bourgeoisie toy, an insult as vile as it was dangerous during the Tumultuous cultural Revolution. Luo convinces the crowd to let the Narrator play Mozart thinks of Mao all the time.
As soon as the bow meets the strings playing Mozart's elaborate melodies, A change in sentiment sweeps through the room. Their cold hearts are thawed and, although they are not singing and dancing, they certainly learn the importance of what was once called a Bourgeois plaything.
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