Zhang Xiaofeng, who closed his eyes and drifted in the vast sky with his heart, was attracted by a piece of heavenly music.

I saw a green mountain peak that was rugged and towering like clouds, as if connecting the sky and the earth. There were no other plants on this mountain, but it was covered with green bamboo, which seemed to cover the mountain with a green coat.

Stepping into the mountains, you will be greeted by greenery. The breeze is gentle and the bamboo leaves are floating.

But the melodious and smooth natural sound echoed in the depths of the bamboo forest. Judging from the sound quality, the person singing was a young girl, crisp and beautiful.

Following the source of the singing, Zhang Xiaofeng walked on foot, not because he was eager to see the true face of the singer, but because he did not want to disturb this poetic scene.

I only heard the singing voice was loud and clear, and the poetry went straight into my heart.

Years of silence

The autumn wind is also tired of wandering

The setting sun keeps me company from behind

What is love and hate

It’s hard to see through the billowing red dust

The way of heaven is misty and it is hard to find a close friend.

Who can understand beauty and fair hair?

Looking back day and night, I hear the laughter and fall into drunken dreams.

Although the words are short, the artistic conception is far-reaching and long-lasting, revealing the thoughts and loneliness of the person singing. It is the weariness and confusion of the world, and the far-reaching feeling that the road to heaven is far away. It does not seek magnificence, nor appreciation.

, I don’t ask for praise, but a confidant is enough. However, it is so difficult to find a confidant. Life is only a hundred years away. Will I be able to find a confidant when I am gray-haired? I think about it day and night, and I can only be with you in my dreams.

Talking, laughing, and staying with each other for a long time.

When the singing faded away, the sound of the strings was plucked. The sound of the piano once again echoed in the green bamboo forest, bringing up the breeze and fluttering the fallen leaves. Even Zhang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a little lost at this moment, intoxicated and out of control.

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While searching, Zhang Xiaofeng felt as if he had traveled through the ages and experienced all the vicissitudes of the world. He finally understood the previous lyrics. After countless years, the changes in the four seasons have no meaning to him, only his own shadow is always there.

Be with yourself.

The sound of the strings can make people intoxicated, and even fall into the artistic conception of the music. The person who plays it must be extremely talented.

When the music of the piano ended, Zhang Xiaofeng also felt like he had returned to reality. A clearing appeared in front of him. On the clearing was a bamboo house made entirely of green bamboo, and the greenery of the bamboo house remained intact, as if it had blended into the bamboo forest.

There is nothing eye-catching in the middle. Except for the only open space around it, it is so harmonious, as if this house should exist.

In front of the bamboo house, there is one person, a table, a chair, and a string.

The woman in front of the table is wearing light green clothes, which are so in harmony with the surroundings. Her slender and white hands are still resting on the strings at this time. The most obvious thing is to hold the woman's long black hair, as straight as

The ink floats elegantly in the breeze.

How could one not be fascinated by such a poetic and picturesque scene.

"Pah, pah, pah!"

Zhang Xiaofeng walked towards the woman in green clothes with long hair, clapped her hands and clap three times in a row.

"This fairy, this sound can only be heard in heaven, and it is rare to hear it in the human world." Zhang Xiaofeng said.

"Master, why did you say this?" The woman in green clothes had not yet turned around, but she responded brightly and her voice was very pleasant.

"The fairy song is filled with the sound of the piano, which is heart-stirring and sultry. It is the most amazing thing I have ever seen. It is like the sound of nature. I think the strings alone are a bit monotonous. If there is another musical instrument to accompany it, it may be more subtle." Zhang Xiaofeng

Speak truthfully.

"Thank you for the compliment, young master. This is just a little girl doing what she wants. She has no words to talk about. I hope you can give me more advice." The woman in green clothes said tactfully.

"The fairy's piano music is exquisite. I often play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but I only know a little bit about it, and I can't even provide guidance." Zhang Xiaofeng said.

"In that case, what kind of musical instrument should be added to complement the young master's intention?" the woman in green clothes asked curiously.

"Since it is a bamboo instrument, the flute is the best companion." Zhang Xiaofeng said.
Chapter completed!