Zither Emperor
Chapter 28
Yinzhu's eyes are directly looking at the girl in white on the stage. Her eyes are already a little confused. She murmurs to herself: "the ghost of a beautiful girl." The four characters "Qiannv Youhun" are not the description of the girl on stage, but the name of this Zheng song.
The rhythm of both hands is very fast, but the feeling of flowing water is not at all abrupt. The sound of guzheng is clear and distant. Although the magic power of orange is not enough to cover the whole audience, it is still clearly introduced into everyone's ears in the beautiful sound of guzheng. The sad and euphemistic Zheng music drives people's emotions, and everyone's looks begin to rise and fall with the fluctuation of Zheng music, even teacher Biji who comes with Yinzhu is no exception.
Yinzhu's eyes are confused. Maybe others have lost themselves because of the sad sound of Zheng music, but his heart has been completely immersed in the harmonious plucking and meaning of this wonderful Zheng music. Only those who really understand can fully understand everything in this Zheng music.
"It's as clear as jade splashing and as trembling as a dragon chanting. It's a beautiful girl's ghost."
As if out of control, Yinzhu has moved yuyunqin in front of him. He has not tuned, and his hands have been gently brushing the strings. The right thumb light support, both hands have been perfectly round Ruyi floating and Qixian above. In an instant, the innocence of chizi disappeared. Although his white robe had been damaged because of the distance, at this moment, the noble and elegant atmosphere still played up his handsome face. It was so perfect.
The primitive and simple piano sound quietly rings out, and the action of Yinzhu is much slower than that of the girl on stage. However, every piano sound is accompanied by a curling sound, and the fingering method quietly controls the light, the priority and the heavy, with a whirling and reciprocating lingering. The long and clear sound of yuyunqin is in harmony with Zheng's, which makes the original music a little more profound.
The crimson light, accompanied by the zither sound, and the orange light of the girl in white one after another, are reflected in the whole auditorium. The involvement of the zither sound is not only not abrupt, but also harmonious. The girl in white, who bowed her head to play Zheng, raised her head for the first time.
The black hair half covers the face, only shows half face, but it is that half face, which makes the heartstrings of Yinzhu vibrate fiercely. Pale face, cold and deep black eyes see sound bamboo, not half surprised, but the cold eyes slightly dissipated a few minutes.
Qin and Zheng, two instruments that could not match each other, are perfectly controlled by Yinzhu, which seems to be a miracle given by heaven.
The girl in white looks at Yinzhu. Yinzhu is also looking at her, but the strings on both hands don't fluctuate disorderly. The blend of eyes is like the mixture of crimson and orange. As soon as the posture of Yinzhu's hands changes, she gently embraces the string and flicks. The elegant and deep voice rings out between the graceful combination of zither and zither.
"Life
dream is like a long road
let the wind and frost stay on your face
in the world of mortals
how many directions there are in your dreams
find your dreamy love
the road is boundless."
At this moment, it seems that there are only two of them left in the hall. There are two basic ways to play guqin, one is solo, and the other is Qin song.
The cold in the eyes of the girl in white seems to have melted, and the rest is only endless sadness, a little hoarse, but the moving voice like Fengming is connected with the second half of the que between the playing of the zither.
"Life is
the extension of dreams
in dreams, there is a light of tears
where to go
the direction in your and my heart
the wind sighs in dreams
the road and people are boundless."
The sound bamboo gesture changes again. The two fingers of the right hand are semicircle, and the big, middle and ring fingers of the left hand press the string at the same time. The sound wave vibrates and becomes a little softer than before, which dilutes the sadness in the song "the ghost of a beautiful girl". With the accompaniment of zither and zither, the last two people can't help singing.
"The road to the world
happy young man
looking at the sunshine in the rugged world
the direction of happiness
the wind and rain like a dream
the road follows the boundless
the wind and rain like a dream
the road follows the boundless."
With the endless singing quietly stop, but the sound of the zither is curling and moving, at the same time in a buzz, with endless rhyme quietly fade. Yinzhu's eyes are as clear as a mirror, but the black eyes of the girl in white are a little more confused.
"No matter how rugged the road is, there is sunshine. Sister, your Zheng music is too sad. Why can't you be happy?" With both hands on the string, Yinzhu stands up and says with a smile. The childish and childish air reappeared, diluting the elegance and nobility of his body.
The girl in white woke up from her perplexity and said in her heart, what's the matter with her? I have never sung the last part of the ghost of a beautiful girl, but today I unconsciously sing it. Is it the infection he brought to me?
"The wind startles the crane, the wind blows the clouds, the Phoenix and the Phoenix sing harmoniously, and the falling flowers follow the water. You have used four techniques to complete this song. Is that enough for the Guqin that matches the Zheng? But why do you use piano music to affect my mood? " The voice of the girl in white is still clear in the hoarseness, and her eyes are burning at Yinzhu."Because I understand the sadness in your Zheng music!" Ye Yinzhu some do not understand, why the end of a song, white girl's cold seems to aggravate a bit.
"Do you understand? Do you really understand? " With a cold hum, he lifted the zither from the table with both hands and turned to the backstage.
Slowly sitting down, Yinzhu carefully put yuyunqin back in front of the girl beside him, and his eyes showed the light of thinking.
"When --" a bell rings, and the faint blue light flashes in the auditorium. When Yinzhu raises her head, she finds that there is an old woman wearing a blue dress on the stage. He looks at least 60 or 70 years old. He has a delicate clock in his left hand, and the bell cone in his right hand has just been knocked.
"Ah --" the sound of awakening like a dream rang out in the whole audience, including the girl beside Yinzhu and the teacher Biji sitting in the corner. When Zheng music started, they were already addicted to it, and most people didn't know that Yinzhu joined later. For a moment, they were still in a dreamlike feeling. Only a few girls had clear eyes, showing similar thoughts to Yinzhu.
The rhythm of both hands is very fast, but the feeling of flowing water is not at all abrupt. The sound of guzheng is clear and distant. Although the magic power of orange is not enough to cover the whole audience, it is still clearly introduced into everyone's ears in the beautiful sound of guzheng. The sad and euphemistic Zheng music drives people's emotions, and everyone's looks begin to rise and fall with the fluctuation of Zheng music, even teacher Biji who comes with Yinzhu is no exception.
Yinzhu's eyes are confused. Maybe others have lost themselves because of the sad sound of Zheng music, but his heart has been completely immersed in the harmonious plucking and meaning of this wonderful Zheng music. Only those who really understand can fully understand everything in this Zheng music.
"It's as clear as jade splashing and as trembling as a dragon chanting. It's a beautiful girl's ghost."
As if out of control, Yinzhu has moved yuyunqin in front of him. He has not tuned, and his hands have been gently brushing the strings. The right thumb light support, both hands have been perfectly round Ruyi floating and Qixian above. In an instant, the innocence of chizi disappeared. Although his white robe had been damaged because of the distance, at this moment, the noble and elegant atmosphere still played up his handsome face. It was so perfect.
The primitive and simple piano sound quietly rings out, and the action of Yinzhu is much slower than that of the girl on stage. However, every piano sound is accompanied by a curling sound, and the fingering method quietly controls the light, the priority and the heavy, with a whirling and reciprocating lingering. The long and clear sound of yuyunqin is in harmony with Zheng's, which makes the original music a little more profound.
The crimson light, accompanied by the zither sound, and the orange light of the girl in white one after another, are reflected in the whole auditorium. The involvement of the zither sound is not only not abrupt, but also harmonious. The girl in white, who bowed her head to play Zheng, raised her head for the first time.
The black hair half covers the face, only shows half face, but it is that half face, which makes the heartstrings of Yinzhu vibrate fiercely. Pale face, cold and deep black eyes see sound bamboo, not half surprised, but the cold eyes slightly dissipated a few minutes.
Qin and Zheng, two instruments that could not match each other, are perfectly controlled by Yinzhu, which seems to be a miracle given by heaven.
The girl in white looks at Yinzhu. Yinzhu is also looking at her, but the strings on both hands don't fluctuate disorderly. The blend of eyes is like the mixture of crimson and orange. As soon as the posture of Yinzhu's hands changes, she gently embraces the string and flicks. The elegant and deep voice rings out between the graceful combination of zither and zither.
"Life
dream is like a long road
let the wind and frost stay on your face
in the world of mortals
how many directions there are in your dreams
find your dreamy love
the road is boundless."
At this moment, it seems that there are only two of them left in the hall. There are two basic ways to play guqin, one is solo, and the other is Qin song.
The cold in the eyes of the girl in white seems to have melted, and the rest is only endless sadness, a little hoarse, but the moving voice like Fengming is connected with the second half of the que between the playing of the zither.
"Life is
the extension of dreams
in dreams, there is a light of tears
where to go
the direction in your and my heart
the wind sighs in dreams
the road and people are boundless."
The sound bamboo gesture changes again. The two fingers of the right hand are semicircle, and the big, middle and ring fingers of the left hand press the string at the same time. The sound wave vibrates and becomes a little softer than before, which dilutes the sadness in the song "the ghost of a beautiful girl". With the accompaniment of zither and zither, the last two people can't help singing.
"The road to the world
happy young man
looking at the sunshine in the rugged world
the direction of happiness
the wind and rain like a dream
the road follows the boundless
the wind and rain like a dream
the road follows the boundless."
With the endless singing quietly stop, but the sound of the zither is curling and moving, at the same time in a buzz, with endless rhyme quietly fade. Yinzhu's eyes are as clear as a mirror, but the black eyes of the girl in white are a little more confused.
"No matter how rugged the road is, there is sunshine. Sister, your Zheng music is too sad. Why can't you be happy?" With both hands on the string, Yinzhu stands up and says with a smile. The childish and childish air reappeared, diluting the elegance and nobility of his body.
The girl in white woke up from her perplexity and said in her heart, what's the matter with her? I have never sung the last part of the ghost of a beautiful girl, but today I unconsciously sing it. Is it the infection he brought to me?
"The wind startles the crane, the wind blows the clouds, the Phoenix and the Phoenix sing harmoniously, and the falling flowers follow the water. You have used four techniques to complete this song. Is that enough for the Guqin that matches the Zheng? But why do you use piano music to affect my mood? " The voice of the girl in white is still clear in the hoarseness, and her eyes are burning at Yinzhu."Because I understand the sadness in your Zheng music!" Ye Yinzhu some do not understand, why the end of a song, white girl's cold seems to aggravate a bit.
"Do you understand? Do you really understand? " With a cold hum, he lifted the zither from the table with both hands and turned to the backstage.
Slowly sitting down, Yinzhu carefully put yuyunqin back in front of the girl beside him, and his eyes showed the light of thinking.
"When --" a bell rings, and the faint blue light flashes in the auditorium. When Yinzhu raises her head, she finds that there is an old woman wearing a blue dress on the stage. He looks at least 60 or 70 years old. He has a delicate clock in his left hand, and the bell cone in his right hand has just been knocked.
"Ah --" the sound of awakening like a dream rang out in the whole audience, including the girl beside Yinzhu and the teacher Biji sitting in the corner. When Zheng music started, they were already addicted to it, and most people didn't know that Yinzhu joined later. For a moment, they were still in a dreamlike feeling. Only a few girls had clear eyes, showing similar thoughts to Yinzhu.