"Everything today makes me feel a little unreal..." Xiao Jingyao hugged her shoulders and stared at her deeply: "It's been a long time since I heard you play the piano!"
He was always worried that when he woke up tomorrow morning, he realized that everything was just a beautiful dream, and only her piano sound could soothe his sometimes anxious heart.
Wei Zijin also saw the uneasiness flashing deep in his eyes, and did not reject his proposal, nodded and smiled: "We have indeed not played an ensemble for a long time. Do you have any musical instruments here?"
"I'll get it now--" Xiao Jingyao saw her nodding in agreement, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. He quickly let go of her, turned around and went to the room, and took the instrument himself.
In order to avoid waking up the elder brother who was still sleeping soundly, Wei Zijin and Xiao Jingyao took Jinse and Lusheng to the pavilion not far from the garden, where there was still a faint fragrance of wine, and they wanted to get drunk when they smelled it.
Wei Zijin gently fiddled with the strings of Jinse in front of him, and the melodious tune poured out from under her fingertips. She raised her head and looked at Xiao Jingyao, and saw that he had picked up the purple bamboo reed sac to put it beside his mouth, and a wisp of his lips curled up slightly.
A knowing smile.
They haven't played a song for a long time, but the years still cut off their tacit understanding. The sound of the piano and the beautiful tune of Sheng and Xiao lingering around the pavilions, as if they were infected with the summer insects hiding in the grass, accompanied by the
The rhythm of insects, this song was so beautiful that even they themselves were immersed in the melodious tune, unconsciously becoming a little confused.
It took me some time to stop, Xiao Jingyao stopped, picked up the wine glass at hand, drank the remaining wine, and began to sing.
"When drinking and singing, how much life is? It's like morning dew, and the past is full of suffering.
I should be generous with my worries and thoughts will never be forgotten. How can I relieve my worries? Only Du Kang.
The green collar of my heart is endless. But for the sake of yours, I have been pondering until now.
Yoyo deer sings, eating wild apples. I have guests, playing zither and sing…”
Wei Zijin did not stop playing the piano. He heard his deep and vicissitudes of sounds coming into his ears with the sound of the tune. When he thought about it, he slowly spoke and continued to sing: "It's as clear as the moon, when can it be
Pick up? Worry comes from it, and it cannot be cut off. Go across the road and go through the fields, and use it to be in vain. Talk about the relationship and talk about the old grace. The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the magpie flies south. Turn around the tree three times, and what branches can you rely on..."
She chanted "He Zhikeyi" and paused, her fingering was a little awkward, and the current decline of the Li family in Zhaojun appeared in her mind. Even the sound of the piano was not as melodious as before, but it was a little heavier.
Meaning of
Seeing her gloomy expression, Xiao Jingyao put down the purple bamboo reed sac in his hand, slowly walked to her, gently hugged her shoulders, looked at her gently, and patted her shoulders comfortably.
"The mountains are never too high, the sea is never too deep..." Xiao Jingyao continued to sing again. Wei Zijin looked up at him and met his gentle and determined gaze. The sadness and grief were replaced by unprecedented firm beliefs.
"Zhou Gong vomits food, and the whole world returns to his heart!" She and him finished the last sentence together, and their fingertips also slid across the strings, leaving a pleasant ending sound.
They looked at each other and smiled, understood the deep meaning in each other's eyes, and held each other's hands tightly.
"Is this poem by Cao Gong the same state of mind as we are at the moment?" Xiao Jingyao sighed lowly, Wei Zijin nodded, his eyes calm and firm. "Everything today makes me feel a little unreal..." Xiao Jingyao hugged her.
Her shoulders were staring at her deeply: "I haven't heard you play the piano for a long time!"
He was always worried that when he woke up tomorrow morning, he realized that everything was just a beautiful dream, and only her piano sound could soothe his sometimes anxious heart.
Wei Zijin also saw the uneasiness flashing deep in his eyes, and did not reject his proposal, nodded and smiled: "We have indeed not played an ensemble for a long time. Do you have any musical instruments here?"
"I'll get it now--" Xiao Jingyao saw her nodding in agreement, and a hint of joy appeared on his face. He quickly let go of her, turned around and went to the room, and took the instrument himself.
In order to avoid waking up the elder brother who was still sleeping soundly, Wei Zijin and Xiao Jingyao took Jinse and Lusheng to the pavilion not far from the garden, where there was still a faint fragrance of wine, and they wanted to get drunk when they smelled it.
Wei Zijin gently fiddled with the strings of Jinse in front of him, and the melodious tune poured out from under her fingertips. She raised her head and looked at Xiao Jingyao, and saw that he had picked up the purple bamboo reed sac to put it beside his mouth, and a wisp of his lips curled up slightly.
A knowing smile.
They haven't played a song for a long time, but the years still cut off their tacit understanding. The sound of the piano and the beautiful tune of Sheng and Xiao lingering around the pavilions, as if they were infected with the summer insects hiding in the grass, accompanied by the
The rhythm of insects, this song was so beautiful that even they themselves were immersed in the melodious tune, unconsciously becoming a little confused.
It took me some time to stop, Xiao Jingyao stopped, picked up the wine glass at hand, drank the remaining wine, and began to sing.
"When drinking and singing, how much life is? It's like morning dew, and the past is full of suffering.
I should be generous with my worries and thoughts will never be forgotten. How can I relieve my worries? Only Du Kang.
The green collar of my heart is endless. But for the sake of yours, I have been pondering until now.
Yoyo deer sings, eating wild apples. I have guests, playing zither and sing…”
Wei Zijin did not stop playing the piano. He heard his deep and vicissitudes of sounds coming into his ears with the sound of the tune. When he thought about it, he slowly spoke and continued to sing: "It's as clear as the moon, when can it be
Pick up? Worry comes from it, and it cannot be cut off. Go across the road and go through the fields, and use it to be in vain. Talk about the relationship and talk about the old grace. The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the magpie flies south. Turn around the tree three times, and what branches can you rely on..."
She chanted "He Zhikeyi" and paused, her fingering was a little awkward, and the current decline of the Li family in Zhaojun appeared in her mind. Even the sound of the piano was not as melodious as before, but it was a little heavier.
Meaning of
Seeing her gloomy expression, Xiao Jingyao put down the purple bamboo reed sac in his hand, slowly walked to her, gently hugged her shoulders, looked at her gently, and patted her shoulders comfortably.
"The mountains are never too high, the sea is never too deep..." Xiao Jingyao continued to sing again. Wei Zijin looked up at him and met his gentle and determined gaze. The sadness and grief were replaced by unprecedented firm beliefs.
"Zhou Gong vomits food, and the whole world returns to his heart!" She and him finished the last sentence together, and their fingertips also slid across the strings, leaving a pleasant ending sound.
They looked at each other and smiled, understood the deep meaning in each other's eyes, and held each other's hands tightly.
"Is this poem by Cao Gong the same state of mind as we are at this moment?" Xiao Jingyao sighed lowly, and Wei Zijin nodded, his eyes calm and firm.