Gao Jianli followed Hu Hui to Zilanxuan and met the man he had always longed for as a piano player, Kuang Xiu.
He didn't need any introduction, he recognized the other person at a glance, because the artistic conception of the music score of "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" is unparalleled and open-minded, and Kuang Xiu's own temperament is free and cheerful, otherworldly.
"Yan Guoqin master, Gao Jianli, has met Mr. Kuang Xiu."
Polite, but not humble at all, nor did he directly call "Master".
Kuang Xiu first glanced at Hu Hui, who immediately left knowingly and left the space to the two men.
"Zhao Guoqin master, uh..." Kuang Xiu had no choice but to introduce himself. It was really not cool.
"Qin Guoqin master, Kuang Xiu."
While Gao Jianli took off the Qin he was carrying, he asked: "The State of Zhao was destroyed by the State of Qin, did you voluntarily become a Qin citizen?"
"Hahaha, after seeing you, I feel even more how wrong I was before."
Kuang Xiu didn't care about the sharpness of his words, but instead laughed at his own shallowness because of his past experiences.
"High Mountains and Flowing Waters" is just a music score. It is a piece of music that only he, Kuang Xiu, can perfectly express the artistic conception of it. If it had been replaced by anyone else, it would not have been possible.
Nong Yu, who is extremely talented, does not have the pride of a man who has looked up to the ages and smiled at the world's ups and downs. But this Gao Jianli, although cold on the outside, is extremely hot on the inside. He will never be able to live a free and easy life and be proud of the world.
The musical talents of these two people are not inferior to mine, and they can both pass on the score of "Mountains and Flowing Waters".
But this is not the point. The point is that these two people are very likely to reach the peak of music and create a classic no less than "High Mountains and Flowing Waters".
The future of music together is much more important than a sheet of music scores.
Kuang Xiu also set up the piano and said nonchalantly: "I have wandered around the world all my life. I have stayed in the Seven Kingdoms for a long time. However, I may only stay in the Qin Kingdom from now on."
"I see, there is no difference between countries, it's just an individual choice. Unfortunately, I can't be like you." Gao Jianli adjusted the piano, sat upright, put his hands on the piano, and closed his eyes slightly.
"It's a pity. We who play the piano pour our hearts into it. If our hearts are not honest, what good things can come out."
"In that case, please enlighten me."
Gao Jianli opened his eyes and began to stir with his hands. A calm and slow stream of water flowed out quietly, carrying deep sorrow.
Kuang Xiu closed his eyes and listened, shaking his head gently, and then sang out: "The water that rises does not flow away. His son does not join me in garrison. He is pregnant, he is pregnant, and he will return home in the moonlight."
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The water that rises does not flow to Chu. His son does not guard me. If you are pregnant, how can you return to me in the moonlight?
The water that rises does not flow into the cattails. His son does not guard me. I am pregnant, and I will return to you at the end of the month."
Gao Jianli's piano, Kuang Xiu's songs, and a small wing of Zilanxuan are filled with performances of the highest artistic level in the world today.
As for the admirers, there is one outside the door.
Hu Hui clenched a hand into a fist and put it against her nose. Tears flowed down her cheeks unconsciously, trying her best not to make any noise.
The water in the river was flowing loudly, as if the years were passing by and never coming back; the bundles of firewood were so big and heavy that the river water could not float at all and could not move.
This is what this song depicts.
If we say that men in war are like the river water, passing away and never coming back; relatives are like firewood, holding on to an impossible reunion.
If time is like the river, passing by moment by moment, then the love of family and country is like firewood. Once washed by the river, it will always float and sink on the years.
Only Luanliren himself knows the suffering of Luanli people. Gao Jianli, Kuang Xiu, and Hu Hui outside the door each have their own sorrows, and they are all released in this song.
After this song, Gao Jianli breathed out a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.
Kuang Xiu praised: "It's such a good piece of music that it makes people feel heartbroken when they play it."
Gao Jianli remained silent for a moment, then said, "You sing better."
""Yangzhi Shui" is indeed heart-breaking for those who read it, but you played it too despairingly. Are you worried?" Kuang Xiu looked at him and asked.
Gao Jianli remembered what he had thought about after reading Lu Yan's novels before coming here, "The Yan State will be destroyed, the Chu State will be destroyed, and the Qi State will be no exception. The destined sacrifices cannot be avoided, and the blood and despair of countless people will be used to pour out the
For a future, I can only express my despair."
"Perhaps it's my nature that I'm not that sensitive to these things. Maybe it's because the Qin State's overwhelming momentum to dominate the world has made you overlook that this war has actually been going on for seven hundred years."
Gao Jianli was stunned when he heard this.
Kuang Xiu smiled and said: "When you think about it, you feel better. Human beings, all senses come from contrast."
The Qin State is now destroying countries one after another and wants to unify the world, which is the end of a war that has lasted for seven hundred years. If this end can only be written as a comma, how many years will this war last?
Taking these seven hundred years together, we can see that it was seven hundred years of continuous sacrifice that led to the current situation. If it does not come to an end, it would be a mistake for the sacrifices made in the previous seven hundred years.
Gao Jianli frowned and remained silent.
Kuang Xiu didn't say any more. There was no standard answer to this question, and Gao Jianli was not wrong either.
His sleeves danced and he waved his hands, "You played the song "Yang Zhi Shui", so please listen to my song too."
The strings vibrate, this is the song "Millet".
Gao Jianli wanted to sing, but found that he couldn't cooperate. The emotion Kuang Xiu poured into this song was beyond his understanding.
In the end, Kuangxiu sang it himself: "The millet is separated from the ground, the reality of the rice. The walking is so slow, and the center is like choking. Those who know me say that I am worried; those who don't know me say that I am asking for something. In the long sky, this
Who is he?"
When he finished singing this song, Gao Jianli asked: "The rebellion of King You led to the destruction of Zhou Dynasty, and King Ping moved eastward. His political power became weak and he was ranked among the princes. His poems cannot be compared to "Ya", but are the same as "Guofeng".
"Mao Li" is also a song that makes people feel heartbroken. The hometown is desolate, and the heart is shaken; there is no one to understand, and the ground is full of grass. Things have changed, people have changed, a close friend is hard to find, the world has gone through vicissitudes, and in the end, only one person is left.
Lonely, I look up to the long sky.
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“If people only focus on their weakest points, they will only suffer forever.
Loneliness is the normal state of life. Nature takes its course, and time will not care about you as a mere human being. But people must get rid of loneliness and seek understanding, and they must God take care of their feelings as human beings.
I laugh at human beings, they are so cute."
After Kuang Xiu finished speaking, he stretched out, took out the score of "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" and threw it over, "You are the second young man I have met who has the ability to play this piece. I hope I can live a few more years. Listen to
To the mountains and rivers that belong to you."
Gao Jianli mechanically took the music score with both hands, his eyes still a little dull. After a moment of recovery, he said: "Who is the previous person you mentioned?"
"She, the disciple I accepted, is also Lu Yan's wife, Nong Yu."
Kuang Xiu smiled and turned to look at the sword stand next to him. A long sword with a green scabbard was lying there - the whirlwind sword.
Nong Yu, Qin Ji who once asked Lu Yan to say that there is only one person in the world. Unexpectedly...
Gao Jianli felt that he had received too many things today, and his brain was a little exhausted from all kinds of thinking.
"Huh~" The compartment door was pushed open.
Hu Hui said with a smile: "It's getting late. Have you finished communicating? It's time to have dinner."
"Okay!" Kuang Xiu immediately stood up happily and called Gao Jianli, "Let's have a try together, Miss Tsuen's craftsmanship is outstanding."
Gao Jianli blinked twice and looked away, "I'm just afraid... ahem, who is Miss Tsuen?"
"It's my sister." Hu Hui smiled like a fox at him, then winked at Kuang Xiu, "Master, hurry up."
Kuang Xiu pulled Gao Jianli up, pushed him and said, "I have long heard that you are not a womanizer, not greedy for money, and not good at drinking. How did you live to be so old? Let's go."