Fengyue obsession

Not far from where I stood, there was a huge square. Although I didn’t know its name, judging from its wide, circular layout of trees and grass, I believe it was quite a famous place. Or the square of origin.

Although it is only the time when the night lights are first turned on, it is already a scene of brilliant lights in the sunset when autumn is getting stronger.

To the east, west, north, and south, there are some citizens gathering in groups to chat, and a group of about thirty women are happily swaying in the square to the alto accompaniment of popular music, which they enjoy day after day. dance.

In a dimly lit corner near me, there were actually three men singing softly to their respective guitar accompaniments.

The melody is high or low, the rhythm is fast or slow, and the emotions are uplifting or depressed. It should be their respective works of love.

The sound of the piano was pure and sweet, and I couldn't help but be attracted by it after standing and listening for a long time. As my eyes drifted away, I couldn't help but step towards them.

Although I don’t know any famous music, I also love music and once owned a guitar. However, it was damaged in an accident and has never been used again.

As they approached, they only glanced sideways at the listening man who was facing me, and then glanced at me one after another, and then focused on playing and singing again.

The square is so big that it can accommodate all kinds of people, and the subtle crowds have separated the three of them who are playing and singing within a short distance of each other.

After all, family affairs, national affairs, and world affairs are the insignificant topics that people talk about. An ignorant person like that who is a different kind of person can only sing and dance. In this place where the general trend is the general trend, he is not ashamed. It is a disgrace to the scenery.

Hmm...it's better to be clear about Jing and Wei.

Looking back at the few eloquent people, they seem to have unique talents. They are always full of energy and blushing. It seems that they have heard and witnessed deeply, but they also feel satisfied and refreshed.

The onlookers were enlightened like thunder, and refreshed like a sudden enlightenment. People who had known each other for a long time and hated each other were like waking up from a dream, and they were full of sympathy and magnanimity.

Of course, this is an afterthought after the fact when we talk about the same or similar views on the three things after dinner.

If the words are not speculative, then there may be an angry tit-for-tat confrontation, or even vows of new and old grudges, or even more likely punches and kicks, just like adding fuel to the fire, even if it is not mentioned.

The three people who were playing, singing and listening were already in an inconspicuous corner of the square. Although they were close to me, they were still under the shade of a big banyan tree.

The lights on the front, back, left and right have well blurred their figures and actions under the shadow of the trees.

Fortunately, the square's measures to benefit the people are quite comprehensive. There are one or two tables and chairs under almost every street lamp for leisurely use.

At this time, two of the three men were standing around a man sitting on a wooden bench, waiting intently to listen to his playing and singing.

From their few words, I knew clearly that they had just finished playing and singing the songs they had compiled. Their piano skills were quite extraordinary, and naturally they won unanimous praise from the other two people. Now let’s sit and watch. The man played and sang.

The man sitting on the chair is a handsome young man with delicate features and extraordinary charm. He wears a white shirt and black flowing trousers. It is expected that this person must be destined to be"a dragon and a phoenix among men".

But... as I got closer, I noticed a hint of sadness flashing from time to time in his bright eyes. I don't know why?

Although the night is getting darker and the shadows of the trees under the lights are also dim, my Xuan-level cultivation ability of"seeing things at night" is not in vain. I am only so close that I can naturally hide everything I want..

He also noticed that there was a rectangular object wrapped in a fine cotton bag lying flat on his knees while he was sitting upright. However, it was not difficult to tell from its vague outline that it must be a guqin inside.

And this young man must also cherish this guqin, otherwise he would not have to put his hands lightly on the guqin and form an embrace with his knees, for fear of losing the guqin.

This time, there were no polite and condescending words. The young man directly took out an antique long harp from the bag and placed it on his knees.

First, he gently stroked the strings a few times, and a clear and sweet reverberating sound came out, which opened the eyes of the two men beside him and looked at each other, and they concentrated on his every move. A movement.

They are all people with superb piano skills, and their extraordinary guitar music has won them awards in national and provincial competitions. Naturally, they understand that a good horse is paired with a good general, and playing the piano is a gifted person.

Although they have never practiced Guqin, the music and rhythms in the world are similar, and they are always similar. As long as the five notes and six notes are complete and smooth, and the melodious chords can be played, they will be masters of Guqin skills.

I saw the handsome man gently and softly moving his fingers, tapping, plucking, hooking, playing, sliding, and swimming on the guqin. He was as silent as the flowing clouds and flowing water. He was already mesmerized in the sound and sound that he had compiled alone. Got it……

——The fate of life is already destined; the ups and downs are just fate, gathering and dispersing silently, leaving only sadness;

I will accompany you through my life, regardless of the changing world, my heart remains the same, silently accompanying you... the cold wind blows Oh, the snowflakes are flying, no matter how cold the weather is, let the cold wind blow and take away my thoughts. The cold wind blows, the snowflakes flutter, who said that fallen leaves are heartless, they always return to their roots, and their souls return to my earthly fate...

Once in life, there are too many regrets, it is difficult to choose, and eventually fall into the world, who understands the vulgar worldly fate? The words I said and the promises I made were all in vain in the end, leaving me alone, regretful and sad... The evening breeze blows, the fallen leaves flutter, even if the clothes are thin, it will warm your heart; the evening breeze blows Blow, the fallen leaves are floating, even if you bleed in the world, you will not shed tears easily. Even if your heart is full of scars, you will grit your teeth and be strong to be your refuge...

(Perhaps it is difficult to get into the elegant hall, so I won’t compose music.)

Sometimes the music is melodious and lamenting in the quiet lake, sometimes the wind blows in the deep valley and the spirit is refreshed, sometimes the clear blue sky opens up and refreshes the ears, and sometimes the heart is knotted and full of sorrow... The rhythm of this song is different from usual, although It also has five tones and six melodies that are beautiful and pleasant to the ear, but the lyrics and music always seem to have been deliberately written and arranged by the author. They were inspired by the scene, evoked emotion by the scene, and provided insights into life and warnings to the world.

From beginning to end, the whole song is sung with slightly narrowed eyes and a low, magnetic voice, so as not to spread far and arouse the disgust of those who pass by.

As the saying goes, people have their own preferences, so don't interfere with each other, just respect each other.