Suddenly a piano sound cut through the sky, and then there was a continuous piano sound. Hey? The tone is deep and gentle, like a river flowing thousands of miles, with the sound of spring water and rocks. Suddenly, the tone suddenly changed, bold and high-spirited, as tall and straight as a mountain peak, and suddenly gave birth to a majestic atmosphere. The sound of the piano was high and low, and the birds and animals stopped to wait and see. ? Hey? At the end of the song, I raised my hand to touch the piano, but when I saw this man, he showed a free and easy attitude, and there was a natural and unrestrained air between his gestures. It turned out to be Yu Boya, the master of piano tuning.
? This song should only be heard in the sky, not a few times on earth. All right! ? Then there was a burst of applause in the distance. Yu Boya slowly opened his eyes, looked up in surprise, and saw a man in plain clothes standing not far away, with a handsome face and a little smile, and his expression was full of admiration. While wondering, the person in front bowed and said, "Excuse me, your Mr. Zhong's piano skills are superb, and he must be the world-famous Mr. Yu.". ? Yu Boya stood up, gave a hug and replied? It's me. ? Zhong Ziqi laughed and said, I've heard a lot about you. Just now, I heard the sound of Qin's piano, and I felt that I was sometimes in the mountains, and I was born with awe. At other times, I am in running water, so I am calm, I can't help loving it, and I can't help stopping here. ? Hearing these words, Yu Boya couldn't help but rejoice: I can be called my confidant, and there are people in this world who can understand my piano purport. So he said:? I am flattered, sir. Would you like to come here and listen to me play the piano every day? ? Zhong Ziqi replied? Fortunately, even. ?
So, every day in this bamboo pavilion, Yu Boya waits for the piano and heats a pot of strong tea. In this fragrant tea, Zhong Ziqi comes as scheduled, saying everything and smiling at each other. Yue tuned the piano intently, his fingers crossed quickly and melodious music poured out. Zhong Ziqi, on the other hand, holds green tea, drinks low quality, and his expression is sometimes sad; Sometimes I laugh; Sometimes excited; Sometimes it is very low. Impermanence, as if in the realm of piano sound. At the end of the song, Zhong Ziqi said a few words, and the two of them were drinking tea and laughing, which was really a pleasure on earth.
However, one day, Yu Boya was still waiting for the piano, and hot tea was ready. It was getting dark, but I didn't wait for Zhong Ziqi to arrive. I am anxious and looking forward to it. The person waiting is still in the future. At this time, it is autumn, the empty valley is quiet, apes and birds are singing, the leaves of the old trees next to it are falling, the rickety branches are stretched feebly, and the distant sunset is placed in the mountains, but I feel lonely. Yu Boya sighed and left disappointed.
Flying geese pass books, but they bring bad news. Knowing that his friend died of illness, he took Qin to the bamboo pavilion and sat on the piano. Hey? However, the sound of the piano is different from the previous passionate and uninhibited, and it is sad and indirect, like mourning for a bosom friend and recalling the past, but I still can't understand it. At the end of the song, things changed. Looking at the empty atmosphere around him, Yu Boya felt sad and raised his hand and waved his sleeve. Tan Qin was knocked to the ground and sighed. The bosom friend is gone, so why do I need this piano? ? A drop of clear tears suddenly fell.
If you can get a confidant in this life, no regrets are enough.