It seems to be in line with the situation. The weather these days has become clearer and clearer day by day. It can be regarded as the autumn is clearer and refreshing, the fruits and melons are fragrant, and the bitter wind and rain of the past are gone.
In the huge temple square, yesterday's striking music had dissipated, and only a faint smoke was left in the bonfire. Because there was no alcohol to cheer up, everyone began to wake up.
The night of madness has passed, and the music makes people start thinking again.
What came into their eardrums was a light music, light, like the drizzle that penetrated into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. This kind of music is mainly percussion instruments such as bells and slams, accompanied by wind instruments, plucking, and bowstrings. There are many musical instruments, and there are as many as thirty types. Although this music is mainly percussion instruments, it is different from the deafening crazy of the temple throwing and hitting bronzes. It is the elegance of chimes, which slowly penetrates into the heart. , make people involuntarily quiet.
At this time, what was playing was a song "Ode to China".
The rock hung on a row of railings, hung with a rope, according to the rhythm of Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu, it was gentle, like a clear spring flowing through the mountains. However, not only that, the rhythm reached the key point and suddenly became high, but not Crazy brings a kind of exciting shock, like a glorious chapter in the prosperous era, or as if it was a grand mobilization order.
How many people in the north have heard such music?
For a moment, it seemed a bit fascinated.
Then, they curiously saw the exhibits under the Bagua Platform - surrounded by a circle of railings, with a short railing and a tall booth, which could be seen clearly: the enshrined gods from all ages in China. Starting from Fuxi, the family members of the country, can see clearly: , When Nuwa created humans, she was attacked by Emperor Yan Huang, Yao, Shun and Yu... Every booth was marked with words or symbols that were popular among the northerners, and the source was written.
They looked over one by one, and the more they looked, the more surprised they became. It seemed as if something was happening that they had never realized before.
Some literate people couldn't help but exclaim:
"Oh my God, that's Emperor Shun? Isn't that our great god?"