Chapter 1685 The sitcom performance of "The Story of the Peony Pavilion in Luoyang" officially begins (please subscribe and vote)
The people of Luoyang, as well as the poets and poets who came from all directions, had never seen such an opening.
The kind of opening they imagine is a group of acrobats, or a group of beautiful young ladies making eye-catching glances.
I have never seen such an opening before. In an instant, it captured the hearts and attention of everyone present.
At this moment, the sunset was gradually setting, and the lights were gradually lit on the second floor of the Peony Pavilion Tavern.
The large curtain of "Luoyang Peony Pavilion" on the outside slipped down. At this time, everyone noticed that the original second floor was unknown at some time.
Covered by a very thin white curtain, the light can shine through the veil very clearly.
Then, the music suddenly changed, and a desolate and pathos-filled music began to play.
Then a sad yet moving, hoarse yet high-pitched voice rang out from the Peony Pavilion Restaurant.
"A lamp of sorrow, standing alone at the window..."
As soon as the song started, it was like a magic hand that captured everyone's hearts and souls.
At this moment, under the light of the second floor, the lyrics sung by this singer with a mesmerizing voice.
Pieces of gauze or white paper would hang down from the gauze to reveal the lyrics, and then wait for the singer to sing over.
Then it slid down, and the way the lyrics were presented so vividly was something that Te Niang had never seen before.
It's eye-catching, if it weren't for the singer's singing voice which is so attractive.
People are reluctant to even breathe loudly, for fear that they will not be able to hear the song that is so emotional that it can touch people's hearts.
Only the singer's touching voice and the lyrics that appeared and disappeared again and again.
There were no young ladies showing off their skills, nor any lively and noisy jugglery performances. Instead, there was just the moving music and the singing that touched people's hearts, and even the singer didn't show his face.
But the more simple it is, the more it makes everyone feel surprisingly quiet and listen silently...
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The singing gradually stopped, and the music took another turn, and then, originally, only the thin veil of the lyrics was revealed.
Everyone saw the profile of an old man who was hunched over, walking with a cane and hobbling.
At this moment, a young and strong figure rushed over. "Father, father, why are you here at the Peony Pavilion again?"
Peony Pavilion? This ordinary, inconspicuous peony pavilion located in the south of Tongtuofang, on the bank of Luoshui River, suddenly aroused the curiosity of all the listeners.
Even those talented people from aristocratic families who, after listening to the intoxicating singing, tried to calm themselves down and continued to make some remarks that underestimated and underestimated the enemy.
He couldn't help but feel moved, raised his ears, and looked at the tall and heroic figure with a hunched back.
"I'm here to pay homage to an old friend and his unmarried wife... Sigh... have you seen the miserable red color on those white peonies?
It was my good brother and his unmarried wife who were stained by the blood dripping down when they committed suicide here..."
"Father, you're not joking, it's just some ordinary broken red peonies."
"That bastard thing. I saw it with my own eyes and experienced it myself. Can it be true?"
"My good brother, who is capable of bringing peace to the country and able to rule the country with military skills, met his beloved woman under this Peony Pavilion..."
The figures of the old man and the young man gradually disappeared, and as the music sounded, everyone saw that this time, the figure came through the gauze.
He was clearly a young warrior with a helmet on his head and a very heroic posture. He led several brothers holding spears, accompanied by the sounds of fighting...
And in the light and shadow of those swords, guns, swords and halberds, they were marching hard and rushing to kill.
As the voice faded, the old yet powerful voice that had just spoken spoke again.
As the narrator, he began to tell a story that happened in Luoyang, under the Peony Pavilion.
And behind the tulle, from time to time, as the voice said, scenes would appear, of fighting, or of men and women in love, holding hands.
Or maybe before the war came to prison, it was difficult to separate, and we shed tears to say goodbye...
The performance of the excerpt from "The Story of the Peony Pavilion in Luoyang" that touches people's hearts, makes people sad and heartbreaking, has already begun to be performed without even realizing it.
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At some point, Cui Luoyang, dressed as a rich man, also appeared nearby. At first, his heart was also full of disdain and contempt.
But when he heard the moving singing, saw the scene played out on the gauze, and the narrator's touching description.
It seemed that even he was caught up in the turbulent memories of those years.
As the old and rich voice narrated, scenes of heart-shaking scenes, between the interlacing of light and shadow, attracted everyone's attention.
I was saddened by the joys and sorrows of the couple, and sometimes gritted my teeth and sometimes felt warm in my heart because of their bumpy love story.
Even when they couldn't help but shed tears, especially those women who were full of emotions and easy to reveal their true feelings, they suppressed their sobs and covered their red lips.
My eyes widened, fearing that I would miss any scene.
They were the talented people from aristocratic families who originally came here to explore the enemy's situation.
My mind is completely empty now, completely attracted by the ups and downs of the plot. My mind is full of joys and sorrows, and the touching love story in the context of the turbulent era.
Especially the man and woman, who were forced under the silhouette of the Peony Pavilion with countless weapons, the man laughed loudly and asked loudly.
"You are the only one I hate to part with the most in this life."
"I am very lucky to be able to go to hell with my husband..."
Then the sound of choking was heard, and the scene of the sword being drawn horizontally was quietly frozen at this moment.
Then, there was a soft and melodious sound of music. It was the sound of a string instrument that the people present had never heard before.
But it was very pleasant and melodious, and gradually it started to sound. A woman's ethereal voice also started to sound, without a word of lyrics.
It was just making the wrong cadence of the sound of the word "ah", and it seemed to be singing freely and casually along with the playing of the string-plucked instrument.
At this moment, the subtitles appeared again: The Tang Dynasty was finally established on this land, and the people began to live and work in peace and contentment.
The huge trauma caused by the past wars is also gradually being healed, and countless joys and sorrows that can be sung and cried are also being quietly buried...