Qian Qiu Yi Jun Yan

As a human being, I had an avid love for music.

Although in my memory, I have never been a master of music theory in my life, but not being good at it does not mean not liking it.

Who stipulated that if you like it, you must be good at it?

Therefore, there is an extraordinary worship for guzheng, flute, guqin, pipa and so on.

When I woke up dizzy, I found that I was lying neatly in a long and narrow box.

It's warm and soft here, but I can't stay here forever.

It's dark here, and if things go on like this, I'll be malnourished.

i need light...

Does anyone hear my heart?

Based on my past experience, I have to rely on myself and no one will save me.

So I tried to kick the lid off the box, only to find that I had no feet.

I am frustrated.

But compromise has never been my style.

I want to work hard.

So for the next few days, while I was sleeping, I kept thinking about how to get out.

until one day......

On this day, I woke up from sleep again, idly trying to find a way.

I heard a beautiful voice, and it was familiar.

The voice said, "Is anyone here?"

After only a moment, the old man's voice that is often heard here replied: "Guest officer, what do you need?"

That beautiful voice replied: "Is this Fengming Zhai?"

The old man replied: "Yes, what's the matter, guest officer?"

That beautiful voice said: "May I ask if this jade pendant is from here?"

The old man seemed to step forward, and after a while, he said excitedly: "Yes, yes, thank you. Where did you find it?"

The beautiful voice said: "In the mountains, I saw the engraved words Fengmingzhai, and I was thinking to see if I could find the owner in this town. As expected, it is your property, please keep it well."

The old man said: "Thank you so much. You don't know how important this thing is to me. Let's not talk about the value of this thing. It's just that it's an ancestral thing in my family. It's been passed down from generation to generation. It's just for thinking about it."

After a pause, he added: "I have been looking for it for a while. I thought that this thing that has been handed down for many generations is now lost in my hands. I am ashamed of my ancestors. I never thought that I could see it again. She. You are my benefactor. Thank you."

The beautiful voice said: "It's a little effort, why do you need to say thank you, and leave."

I said to myself, "Don't go, don't go, I'm still here."

But I heard the old man say: "Grandfather, wait a minute, there are so many things here, if you like them, please pick a few as a thank you gift."

Listening to that beautiful voice, she said with a smile: "This is impossible."

I seem to be able to see the smiling eyes and raised lips, so charming.

The old man said again: "Meeting is fate. They are not precious things. I just keep one as a memory. The meeting is worthwhile."

Hearing a beautiful sigh, he said, "Since that's the case, it's better to be respectful than obey your orders."

At this time, I think my chance has come.

I have to do something to get him to notice me, so maybe he can take me away so I don't have to be around in the dark like this.

Most importantly, I can be with him again.

When I was in a hurry, I forgot that I was no longer a human being. I did the most common thing that a human being attracts attention, which is to shout hello.

So, I shouted hard.

Fortunately, I did make a sound, but it wasn't a human language.

Instead, the melodious... flute sound.

It turns out that I am a flute, and I have made one of the things I admire most.

This knowledge alone makes me very happy.

If I can be taken away by him outside, that, that, I can't even imagine.

I almost fainted.

At this time, I heard a "Hey".

Then, the blinding light hit me, making me blink.

At this time, I felt the touch of warm fingertips.

And then I saw a beautiful dying face again.That pair of peach-like eyes stared at me, and then said: "So you are here."

So, I was embraced by his pink lips again, and I was so excited.

Then I heard the melodious flute sound, my favorite "Peach Blossoms Are Blooming".

This rhythm is not something I can produce by myself.

After the song was over, the old man clapped his hands and applauded.

The old man said: "Young master has good eyesight. This is the most exquisite flute we have here. It is emerald green, warm in winter and cool in summer. It has good sound quality and is matched with your appearance. It is simply incomparably good."

I heard the beauty reply with a smile: "Thank you, thank you. Since it is the best thing, I shouldn't ask for it, but it is very important to me. Please make a price."

The old man smiled and said: "The Buddha only saves those who are destined. Except for people like the young master, no one else is worthy of this exquisite thing. Besides, the rhythm that the young master blows is considered to be a thousand kinds of styles. Listening to a song is not in vain. .”

The young master said, "Where, where."

The old man said again: "If you are really uneasy, please come to my Fengming Studio to play a few songs in your spare time. Let those who love rhythm gain insight."

At this time, I was extremely unwilling: "I dare to wait here. Listening to this fairy-like sound of nature is worth the money for your flute. You are making a lot of money."

I was extremely annoyed: "This flute sound is mine, it's mine, and it's only for me to listen to, heh heh heh, you are all bad people."

However, the reality is not what I hoped.

Just listen to the son say: "That's fine."

Before leaving, the old man asked: "If you dare to ask the young master's name, I can tell those who love temperament."

At this time, I remembered that during these few encounters, I had completely forgotten the matter of having a first and last name.

So I pricked up my ears and listened to the answer calmly. I must keep him firmly in my heart.

"Tear marks." The son replied.

So, I know, this is tear stains, what a weird and beautiful name.

The old man said, "See you later."

So I was taken out of Fengmingzhai by tears.

Passing through several shops, from time to time there are coquettish women who wear makeup and makeup to harass each other, and some even flirt with each other.

The tears were clearly angry, but still gentle.

I just want to jump out and yell, "Let go, you bad women, the tear stains are mine, mine."

Finally, when he came to a Taoist temple, Tears stretched out his slender fingers and tapped on the door lattice.

Da da da.

The door opened with a creak, and there was a little Taoist boy.

Seeing the tear stains, he said: "Here we come, the master has ordered the guest room to be cleaned. Please come in."

Tears said, "Thank you."

So we were taken to a simple yet elegant room.

Xiao Daotong went out, and after a while, he brought porridge and side dishes.

Tears ate some indiscriminately, and asked Dao Tong to clean up.

He also said: "Is there hot water here, I want to take a bath."

Daotong said, "There is a bathroom in the back room."

I said to myself: "Don't tell me, how can it be possible to meet those stinky Taoist priests? Don't go, don't go... Actually, you are not dirty at all, and you smell very good .”

I tried hard to watch the reaction of the tears.

Tears frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm still used to bathing alone, is it convenient?"

Daotong said, "In that case, I'll get you a wooden basin and boil some hot water."

After a while, it will be ready.

Tears thanked Daotong.Daotong said, "I'll take my leave first. If you need it, young master, please tell me."

Tears nodded.

Now it's just me and Laihen in the room.

I was thinking: "He wants to bathe, he wants to bathe, he wants to bathe, he wants to bathe...Should I open my eyes and see, this is what I expect in my heart, or should I close my eyes and pretend to be happy?" Sleep, that's what morality dictates."

Just when I was struggling, tears gave me a choice.

He took off his coat, walked over, glanced at me lying on the bed, smiled, and covered me with his clothes.

I yelled: "Bie Jie, Bie Jie, I don't like the dark, don't leave me alone in the dark. I promise not to peek."

Then I heard the sound of water, well, that's all I could hear.

When the tears were finished grooming, he picked me up and said, "I have to make you a pendant."

So, Leihen ordered Daotong to bring the needle and thread, and cut a piece from his front skirt, so I took the butterfly pendant made of cloth and lay down in a very comfortable bag.

It turns out that the tear stains still have this craftsmanship.

In the days that followed, I lived happily together again.

The tear stains almost put it down for me.

I'm so happy too.

Tears took me to Fengmingzhai to play several times, and I tried my best to make my sound quality perfect.

Later, I saw a man with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes at the concert, and I felt that he had no good intentions for Tearstain.

I want to remind the tear marks, but I can't do anything.

On this day, Tears led me to walk on the street. A child fell down in front of Tears.Comforting with a sweet voice.

At this time, the man with a mischievous eyebrow and mouse eyes slipped past.

Then I feel like I'm dizzy.

After a while of dizziness passed, I found that I was no longer in the comfortable bag that Tearstain had prepared for me.

I was held in the hands of this sly-eyed man and stroked with his greasy fingers.

I just want to throw up.

Now I understand that the man didn't have any ill intentions towards Tears, he just fell in love with me.

I only heard the man talking to himself: "Look, this should be worth some silver taels. Before exchanging money, let's try to play it in an arty way. Look at the jade man's blowing, it is really better than the courtesan of the brothel, tsk tsk."

As he said that, he was about to put me in his mouth.

The anger in my heart, let me go, don't touch me except for the traces of tears.

I thought so, so I struggled desperately.

So, I fell out of this man's hand, just right, onto a stone.

The last thing I heard was a crisp crunch.

Farewell, tears.

Rather Stick to your guns.

This life is also fulfilled.

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