Rebirth of Guqin

Zhou Yiqing who wiped his mouth carelessly: "Yiqing, do you want to go with classmate Gu Shiyi?"

Zhou Yiqing nodded. The students in the same dormitory need to socialize frequently to maintain a friendly relationship.What's more, Qingzhi also hopes that Gu Shiyi can play with him, so a good relationship is very important.

"Then Gu Shiyi took Xiao, and Yiqing also carried the Yiyin Qingyun Qin, and the car was parked downstairs." Tang Qingzhi opened the door with the empty lunch box.

Following Tang Qingzhi's words, Zhou Yiqing put the Yiyin Qingyun Qin back into the piano bag and came out of the room.Gu Shiyi followed Zhou Yiqing, Zhou Yiqing followed Tang Qingzhi, went downstairs and sat in the car.

According to Tang Qingzhi's introduction, Zhou Yiqing and the others should call him Mr. Li. He is also a senior member of the Chinese Guqin Association and is very famous in the national Guqin circle.

The place where Mr. Li lives is a little far from the Huatian Hotel, in a relatively quiet courtyard.

The courtyard culture in the capital city is a very influential and well-known culture. Inside the square high walls, there are long alleys outside. Growing up, so it can be said that the courtyards in the capital are the most characteristic of the capital, and they are also the things that are most deeply rooted in the blood of the people in the capital.

Tang Qingzhi's car could not reach the gate of Li's hometown, because the courtyard house was built when the country was in a feudal society. There were no cars at that time, and the winding and long alleys naturally did not allow such modern things to enter. .

Therefore, Tang Qingzhi just drove the car to the car stop designated by Chengqu, got off with Zhou Yiqing and Gu Shiyi, and walked all the way to the courtyard where Mr. Li was with the hardcover fruits.

The footsteps are paved with stones one by one. Over the past hundred years, various people have stepped on the stone road. I don’t know if it is the bluestone slab or the legendary “sound of gold and stone” gold stone, but it is not Knowing that the water drops falling from the eaves of that house kept hitting the stone slabs, there was a special sound, neither slow nor fast, neither big nor small, which made people feel peaceful from the heart.

Looking up, there are tall walls and tiles in dark or bright colors, against the sky that is not blue.Walking along the long and winding trail with no one in sight, Zhou Yiqing could feel the heaviness, silence and peace of history from inside.

Zhou Yiqing looked at Tang Qingzhi, and felt the peace of history from Tang Qingzhi's eyes. I don't know if it was an illusion. For a moment, Zhou Yiqing felt that Tang Qingzhi was the embodiment of these courtyard houses. Eternal in history.

Throwing these messy and inconsequential things to the back of his mind, he felt that Zhou Yiqing must have had a convulsion because he had read too many history books recently. Zhou Yiqing looked back, and happened to meet Gu Shiyi's eyes. In Gu Shiyi's eyes, he also saw the same thoughts as himself, thoughts about these courtyard houses.

Zhou Yiqing turned his head, closely followed Tang Qingzhi and slowed down his pace, waiting for his figure, feeling that if they could do "Swordsman" with Gu Shiyi again, they could do better.

Even if they all know, they can't use this piece of music in the final.

"Boom, boom, boom." As the only adult, Tang Qingzhi knocked on the door of Li's hometown. The door was still the old copper door with dark red paint, and the knocking echoed loudly.

After a while, the door was pulled open, and the creaking sound made by some decay made people feel a little uncomfortable: "Who are you?"

"Auntie, my surname is Tang, my name is Qingzhi, and my mother's surname is Qin. I brought my apprentice to look for Mr. Li. Mr. Chen should have told Mr. Li about us." Tang Qingzhi looked at the man who stuck his head out from the crack of the door. The aunt, with a warm smile, slowly told the aunt something that ordinary people could not understand clearly.

Hearing Tang Qingzhi's words, the aunt didn't go in anymore, she opened the door directly, held Tang Qingzhi's hand, and let the three of them go in chatteringly: "You are the son of the sister of the Qin family, right? All of a sudden, I have grown up so much. I saw you back then, and you were still held in the arms of the sister of the Qin family. You would not obey anyone who wanted to take you away from the arms of the sister of the Qin family. Yes Oh, why didn't your mother come, that day when I heard Lao Li say that you would come over in the next two days, I still wanted to get together with the sisters of the Qin family."

Zhou Yiqing and Gu Shiyi walked behind, seeing that Tang Qingzhi was able to maintain a gentle and gentle demeanor at this time, it felt quite inconceivable, and Gu Shiyi was also inconceivable when he saw the aunt's movements. A corner of the qingqin bag was pulled into his hand.

Is this really where an elder lives?Gu Shiyi was deeply suspicious.

"My mother passed away more than ten years ago, please express my condolences." Tang Qingzhi smiled warmly, and the old lady said that he was suffering.

Tang Qingzhi didn't say anything to the aunt, and let the aunt hold his hand and talk with all kinds of affection, and even took time to take care of Zhou Yiqing and Gu Shiyi.

"You are here." Entering the main room, an old man in his 60s and [-]s, with a red face and a high spirit, was sitting on the old-fashioned chair. Old violin that has been used for many years.

After Tang Qingzhi saw the old man, he still looked the same, but something on his body seemed to wake up in an instant, he pulled his hand from the old lady, and respectfully saluted the old man: "Old Li. " Then he walked aside and introduced Zhou Yiqing and Gu Shiyi who followed him to salute to Mr. Li: "I brought these two children here. The younger one is my disciple Zhou Yiqing, and the older one is my disciple. It's Zhou Yiqing's roommate, Gu Shiyi."

30. Old Li’s Teachings

"Your piano is far inferior to your mother, but your vision is much better than hers." Mr. Li finally took the tea handed over by the aunt, took a sip, returned the teacup to the aunt, and took it out of his purse. Two red envelopes: "Zhou Yiqing, I've watched your competitions, they are very good, but remember, to learn the piano, you have to learn to be a man, and you have to think twice before doing things."

Mr. Li handed out a red envelope, and Zhou Yiqing walked over to take it respectfully with both hands, and then quietly stood under Tang Qingzhi, not daring to make any unnecessary movements. .

"Gu Shiyi, I know your teacher He, and I know a lot of your works. You are a good material. Life is a play, and those who get into the play too deep or too shallow can't be the protagonist. So, think about it for yourself."

Gu Shiyi took the red envelope that Mr. Li handed him like Zhou Yiqing did, and then stood behind Zhou Yiqing, letting Zhou Yiqing cover most of his figure.

After Mr. Li took a few sips of tea from the aunt, he turned his gaze back to them: "Sit down. I know why you bring the two of them here, otherwise I wouldn't have prepared two red envelopes." Now, let them try it, and I will tell them if I hear it well."

Zhou Yiqing and Gu Shiyi naturally listened to Mr. Li's words, but for some reason, they always felt a strong pressure when they met Mr. Li for the first time, and it seemed inappropriate to do anything.

Tang Qingzhi turned her head and smiled comfortingly at them, then stood up, walked to the ear room of the main room, moved out a table and put it in the place facing Mr. Li: "Yiqing, take the piano and put it here. You guys The two moved the stool over by themselves, remember to be careful when moving it."

Zhou Yiqing and Gu Shiyi nodded, and according to what Tang Qingzhi said, they walked to the ear room full of various desks and chairs without making any noise, and each moved a stool suitable for their own use to the table. Front.

Sitting on the stool, Zhou Yiqing took the Yiyin Qingyun Qin out of the piano bag, put it on the table, tried the sound habitually, and adjusted the strings that were not in tune, but found nothing. When I watched him tune with the tuner, his brows were slightly frowned.

Gu Shiyi's business was much simpler when Zhou Yiqing went bankrupt. He took out his nine-section flute from his special bag, put it in front of him, and waited for Zhou Yiqing to get ready.

"Swordsman" Zhou Yiqing was very efficient. After adjusting the strings, he made these four words with his lips to Gu Shiyi. He believed that Gu Shiyi could understand it, just as he believed that Tang Qingzhi It would definitely not be wrong to ask him to play together with Gu Shiyi.

The sound of the zither sounded suddenly, like a flash of lightning gliding in the dark night, splitting the silent and low air for an instant, as if a powerful man from ancient times had caught a glimpse of a mystery from the future in a trance.As the sound of the piano is high, the low sound of the flute merges with it, intertwining and intertwining each other.

The sound of the piano kept coming, it was very elegant, a few soft sounds of the flute were mixed in the rhyme of the piano, and accompanied by the sound of the piano, every detail was seamless.The sound of the lyre is peaceful and upright, and the quiet hole flute is sandwiched between them, which is even more moving. The sound of the piano rhyme seems to be asking and answering.

In the middle of the song, the sound of the zither flute fluctuates up and down, and changes in many ways. Although it is extremely complex and varied, each note is melodious and melodious.

Gradually, there are pearls and jade jumping in the bass, which are clear and short, one after another, and the number of sounds gradually increases. First, it is like the splash of a singing spring, and then it is like a group of flowers competing for beauty.

Tasting it carefully, I feel that there are thousands of tenderness and tact in this ensemble of qin and flute. Compared with the chorus of qin and zither praised by the ancients, it has a different meaning. Relief after vicissitudes.Just like the rise and fall of history, no matter how hot the fire is cooking oil and the flowers are blooming at this moment, it will never be worth the vast leisure in the next moment.

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