Sound after an Era of Silence

Since silent animated movies were screened in live-action movies at the world's cinema, they became more popular throughout the 1910's, and enthusiasm for the whole movie became a common phenomenon. In the next decade, when sound film technology was first innovated, the sound became a popular part of the movie. And it eventually led to the popularization of the famous release and subsequent jazz singer in 1927. As expected, this technology quickly adapted to the animation. Especially it is particularly suitable for the dinner of Paul Terry released in 1928 and Willie of Walt Disney's steamer.

Remember: silence is not golden - the United States is often described as a noisy culture. There are always something, such as television, radio, computer, stereo system, tablet, mobile phone etc. It sounds everywhere, but this wall of sounds is not alone, it causes the illusion that you are participating in life. In contrast, silence is a little anxious for many Americans. Americans may feel annoyed at any time when there is a quiet pause in the conversation. There are two choices for this. Use silence as a tool to strengthen relationships with Americans or avoid silence to suit them.

Let's be quiet now. But silence, silence is another problem. It does not sound quiet. In silence, the sound itself may still exist, but the sound, body, and soul are not admitted to be invasive, instead they enrich you at that moment and reward you I will encourage you. At that time, the silence was the natural voice of the universe, and everything you heard became a kind of music. Silence is the harmony of music all over the world. In this way, the music itself can be a silent; of course, the concert plays, but when you listen, you are attracted to it in deep meditation. It can be loud and fanatical, or soft and sad. You do not have to distract your attention anytime and you do not have to remove what someone is doing - you will have to fully satisfy your needs at the moment you listen to it.

The doorbell rang and broke the restlessness of the room. In the silence spreading in my heart, even this simple doorbell sounds like a thousand dishes are falling down. But only a bit. Thereafter, nothing happened. There is nothing to step in. Silence was poured like water. This is the third time the bell rings. I did not ring. The room beyond the door was dark. Only one chandelier enters the room through the space between the aged curtains of the window. It tilts the angle to the floor and illuminates inexpensive marble. Others in the room - tattered sofa, aged table, faded wall - still hidden behind dark veil