Chapter 36: River Lantern, Kongming Lantern, Playing Music Please click!
Bai Xiangbing saw many river lanterns floating on the river. River lanterns were floating on the river on the ground, reflecting with the stars in the sky. The originally dark lake was filled with candlelight.
Bai Xiangbing pinched Dongfang Yaomeng's pink face and said with a smile: "Do you know why we put up river lanterns?"
"Why?" Dongfang Yaomeng asked.
"I'll let you know while I'm at it." Bai Xiangbing smiled mysteriously and pulled Dongfang Yaomeng towards the river.
By the river, Bai Xiangbing, who had his hair tied up, pulled Dongfang Yaomeng and deftly bypassed the men, women and children who were placing river lanterns by the river, found a place with a nice scenery, and took out a red lotus-shaped light from the magic stone.
For river lanterns, light the wick, place it gently on the river, and watch the river lantern float forward with the river.
Bai Xiangbing looked at the river lanterns and smiled and said: "Lighting up river lanterns is a kind of culture. It means sending away diseases and disasters and relieving orphans. Ships in rivers, lakes and seas will take the initiative to avoid the floating light boats to show good luck. The paper boats are clear.
Candles shining in the sky and burning are exactly how people put out river lanterns."
Dongfang Yaomeng nodded and said, "What does that poem mean?"
Bai Xiangbing was a little speechless. He thought that this girl could understand the meaning of this poem, but he found that she was not illiterate. Bai Xiangbing did not intend to get entangled in this topic. The topic changed: "As for putting out river lanterns, I also talked with a
It’s a related story, do you want to hear it?”
Dongfang Yaomeng nodded and said, "I want to listen! Didn't you say you wanted to tell a story?"
Bai Xiangbing smiled: "This is a poignant love legend..."
Bai Xiangbing organized his thoughts and slowly followed the memories from his previous life: "Once upon a time, there was a man named Cowherd, who was originally the Altair star in the sky. Because he fell in love with the Weaver Girl, he was brought down to earth by the Queen Mother and became a farmer.
He and an old cow depended on each other, but the cow was very understanding of human nature. One day, the old cow asked the Cowherd to go to a pond called Bilian Pond, took away a red fairy dress, and told her that she should agree to be his
Only then could he give her the clothes back to his wife. The Weaver Girl took a closer look and realized that the Cowherd was the morning glory she had been thinking about day and night, so she shyly agreed to him. In this way, the Weaver Girl became the Cowherd's wife, a man who farmed and a woman who farmed.
Cowherd and Weaver Girl gave birth to a pair of twins, and they lived a very happy life. Cowherd and Weaver Girl thought they could stay together forever and grow old together.
"Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. The Queen Mother knew about this matter. The Queen Mother was furious and ordered that the Weaver Girl be captured and taken back to heaven. The old cow confessed some things and then died. The Cowherd and his children chased the Weaver Girl with the cowhide.
After catching up, the Queen Mother took off the hairpin and drew a Tianhe River, and they were separated. They struggled with each other and shed tears. The Queen Mother was moved and let them meet once a year. Every time, magpies would build a bridge and let them sit on the bridge.
We met, and in order to illuminate the magpie bridge, people lit river lanterns one after another to let the Cowherd know the way and quickly meet the Weaver Girl."
"That day is July 7th, but the day to put out river lanterns is not only July 7th, but also March 3rd. The Mid-Autumn Festival is also the day to put out river lanterns."
After Bai Xiangbing finished telling the story, he silently looked at Dongfang Yaomeng who was entranced. He couldn't help laughing as he watched, stretched out his palm in front of her, rubbed his thumb and middle finger, and with a snap, Dongfang Yao Meng
The dream was awakened by the snap of fingers.
Looking at Bai Xiangbing's playful face, he couldn't help but raise his fist and punch Bai Xiangbing on the shoulder.
"Oh! It hurts so much! It's broken!" Bai Xiangbing said with a very painful expression: "If you don't believe me, just look at it, something must have happened!"
"Then go ahead and lie to a three-year-old child with your words!" Dongfang Yaomeng said: "If I really wanted to hit you, you would have flown away long ago!"
Bai Xiangbing asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Are you fascinated by the story?"
Dongfang Yaomeng nodded. The feeling just now made her quite nostalgic, and she thought to herself: "How long has it been? This is the first time since my mother passed away that I have been so engrossed in listening to a story."
Bai Xiangbing said: "Hey, I used this story to deceive a three-year-old child."
Dongfang Yaomeng waved her little fist and said, "Tell me! Are you planning to take a bath in the river tonight!"
Bai Xiangbing waved his hand in front of his chest and said: "Oh! Heroine, please forgive me! The little one just finished taking a sauna, so just go around the little one."
Dongfang Yaomeng said with a smile: "What is a sauna? Tell me quickly, I will save you from having to bathe in the river!"
"This... is a bit difficult..." Bai Xiangbing said: "You know it yourself. You don't know a few Chinese characters. Even if you say it, you may not understand..."
"Should you tell me?" Dongfang Yaomeng asked.
"Unyielding even in the face of death!" Bai Xiangbing said with the expression of the five heroes of Langya Mountain shouting "Long live the Communist Party of China!" when they jumped off the cliff.
"Then you go take a shower!" Dongfang Yaomeng raised her little fist and said.
"I'll dodge!" Bai Xiangbing said: "miss (referring to dodge judgment in the game)."
"Don't dodge!" Dongfang Yaomeng said.
"Then I'll run!" After saying that, Bai Xiangbing ran away.
"Don't run!" Dongfang Yaomeng chased after him and said, "Stop!"
"Nvxia, this is none of my business, it's my feet that are running with my body!" Bai Xiangbing said.
"You are ridiculous!" Dongfang Yaomeng said: "Can you be ridiculous more!"
"Okay!" Bai Xiangbing said: "Xia Xia, what do you want to talk about?"
…
In an open space, a white Kongming Lantern was placed quietly on the ground, with the four corners fixed by ropes. The dazzling firelight illuminated the surroundings through the thin layer of paper. Dongfang Yaomeng was holding a Duan Inkstone.
It contains freshly ground oil fume ink.
Bai Xiangbing held a wolf hair and wrote on the Kongming Lantern that people have joys and sorrows, and that the moon waxes and wanes. This is a difficult thing in ancient times. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away. This is a famous saying that has been passed down on the earth for thousands of years.
The Kongming Lantern is also called Kongming Lantern in the spiritual world, but it was not made by a person named Kongming, but by a person named Kongming Lantern, and later generations will use his name to name it.
At that time, Bai Xiangbing expressed a slight pain in the balls...
"Girl, help me untie the rope, one person at a time." Bai Xiangbing said.
"okay!"
He took off the rope to light the fire, and a Kongming lantern flew towards the sky. He stretched out his hand and pulled Dongfang Yaomeng's willow waist that could not be easily grasped. He turned his hand and a silk folding fan with sandalwood as the fan bones spun out from his hand and shook it gently.
Folding fan, while watching the Kongming Lantern flying towards the sky, he slowly said the meaning of this poem to Dongfang Yaomeng's ears,
On the fan, there are two sentences written by Nalan Xingde.
At night, everyone dispersed, and a small boat moved casually along the river. The cool autumn wind gently caressed the cheeks, looking at the sky lanterns that lit up the dark night.
Bai Xiangbing asked: "Girl, have you tried to enjoy life?"
Dongfang Yaomeng shook her head and smiled bitterly: "I don't come from a big family like you. My parents used to play music when they were here. Since my parents passed away, I haven't heard any music.
Thank you very much today. The song "Er Quan Ying Yue" was arranged deliberately by you, Bai Xiangbing, the young master of the Bai family."
Bai Xiangbing was stunned, nodded in recognition, and asked, "How did you know?"
Dongfang Yaomeng smiled and said: "Didn't you drop a sign to the ground when you were pretending to be dead? Although I couldn't understand any of those words, I probably recognized the word "白", and I also recognized the Bai family's logo.
He probably knows something about it."
"Ha... shouldn't you young masters go to the land of chickens and dogs and go to and from fireworks every day? You are very special. By the way, why did you run out?"
Bai Xiangbing shook his head and said: "The big family... is not as good as you think, not as free and easy as you think. When you put clothes on, you can stretch out your hand, when you eat, there are people to do everything for you. The struggle for power...
…It’s even more chaotic than those who run around in the world…full of intrigues…I even feel that it’s not as comfortable as ordinary family members.”
Seeing that Bai Xiangbing was avoiding talking about running away from home, Dongfang Yaomeng found it difficult to ask. After all, everyone has secrets, and she had quite a few: "Ordinary people are not good either. If you are powerful,
To the point where you can be lawless, otherwise you will have no power and power, and you will encounter all kinds of obstacles wherever you go."
"That's right..." Bai Xiangbing lay on the boat with his eyes closed, feeling the cool autumn wind blowing by his ears.
"Hey, can you play music? My mother used to play music a lot." Dongfang Yaomeng said.
"Yes," Bai Xiangbing said, "Do you want to hear it?"
"Yeah." Dongfang Yaomeng nodded.
Bai Xiangbing smiled, took out a big cotton pillow from the magic stone, put the pillow on the bow of the boat, and let Dongfang Yaomeng rest on the pillow.
Then he took out a guqin from the magic stone, and stroked the strings with his slender hand. The sound of the qin was as majestic as a mountain, and as continuous as a turbulent river. It was the mountain water of Boya, the qin fairy, who sang the music in harmony.
The cool autumn wind blew, and the chirping of insects on the shore echoed in my ears, and Dongfang Yaomeng's big bright eyes became a little moist.
She had never experienced this comfortable and leisurely feeling since her parents died, but Bai Xiangbing let her relive it again this night. In order to prevent tears from flowing down, she had no choice but to close her eyes, hoping that time would stay forever.
Tonight, I am very attached to this feeling, and an emotion that has never appeared before suddenly appeared in my heart.
The rich kids she had met were all guys who liked to spend money and didn't have much real talent. Compared with the young master of the Bai family who was holding the strings for her, there was no comparison at all.
After playing the song, he looked at Dongfang Yaomeng who had closed her eyes, thinking that she had fallen asleep. He took out a quilt from the magic stone, gently covered Dongfang Yaomeng's delicate body, said good night, and then stood there.
He was practicing cross-legged on the side, preparing to participate in the annual league competition.
The place where the game starts is in the downstream area of the river, a large city attached to the Bai family, Jinhan City.