The fourth thousand one hundred and ninety-seventh chapters sound like the sound of the piano
The old man stood straight in the living room. He stroked the dark panel of the guqin affectionately. After a while, he sighed deeply, squirmed with his lips and murmured: "Son, Xiao Wanlin has grown up, he has already
Become a hero who fights for China like you! And our Wan family has prospered again, and there are successors. You two can rest assured there."
The old man said as he held up the guqin in both hands, twisted his head and looked at the blue sky outside the window and continued to murmur: "Son, today my father asked Lin Er and the others to take out this guqin again, and you two listen to my father in the sky.
The sound of the piano!" The old man followed the strode out the door.
The old man walked out of the living room with the guqin in hand. Wan Lin just pushed the door out of the dormitory, and Cheng Ru, Zhang Wa, Bao Ya, and Xiaoya also walked out of the other room. Several people saw the grandfather holding him respectfully.
When he walked out with the guqin, he was stunned for a moment and hurriedly walked towards his grandfather.
The old man looked at Wan Lin and the others who had woken up. He looked at Wan Lin who was walking and shouted: "Lin'er, bring me a basin of water, I will clean my hands." When Wan Lin heard his grandfather's order, he immediately understood his grandfather's grandfather's instructions.
It's time to play the piano. Cleaning your hands and tidying up your clothes is something that my grandfather must do before playing the piano, which means that his grandfather has come out of the shadow of losing his loved ones. He agreed happily, turned around and ran to the side basin rack to run to the side.
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The old man turned his head and shouted to Xiaoya and the others who were walking towards him: "Doll, small bag, you can bring out the small bamboo table in the house for me. Xiaocheng, bring me that cushion." Cheng Ru and the other two agreed
He said, twisting his body and strode towards his grandfather's room.
Xiaoya asked excitedly when she saw the old man's kind face, "Grandpa, are you going to play the piano for us?" The old man replied with a smile: "The ancients said: The sound of the mountains and flowing waters in the song is obtained by the pine wind and night moon.
I am so interesting to point out that Grandpa is happy today, so I will play a song for you."
He then looked down at the guqin in his hand and sighed: "Oh, I haven't touched this guitar for many years. I really don't know if I can still play the sound of mountains and flowing water?"
Xiaoya heard grandpa’s answer and said, “Yes, yes, you can definitely do it!” She turned around and ran to grandpa’s house. She followed her with a straw futon and a small bamboo table.
Ru and his men ran out.
They walked under the eaves and placed the bamboo table and cushions. Xiaoya took the guqin from her grandfather's hand with both hands, bent down and placed it on the bamboo table with her hands.
At this time, Wan Lin walked over with a white towel on his arm, holding a basin of clear water with both hands and smiling. The old man turned around and put his hands in the clean water and washed them carefully, then picked up the towel and wiped them dry.
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The old man walked to the piano, gently tidied up his clothes, then sat cross-legged on the futon behind the guqin. He raised his hands high, staring at the guqin on the small bamboo table in front of him with calmness.
, the raised hands seemed to solidify in the air.
When Wan Lin and his friends saw that their grandfather had already made a move, they quickly sat cross-legged under the eaves on both sides of their grandfather, quietly looking at the old man's raised hands.
The sun has set in the west, and the peaks around the courtyard are steep, and the grass is green at the foot of the mountain. Wanjia courtyard, located on the hillside, is right in the shadow of the peaks to the west. The courtyard is breeze, the blue sky and white clouds are floating around.
The mountains suddenly became quiet, and only a few pleasant bird songs came from time to time from the green tree canopy in the distance.
At this moment, the old man's hands raised high suddenly sank, and his right hand suddenly swung forward with five fingers downwards. A crisp sound of piano like pearls falling from the plate suddenly rang out from the guqin.
The sudden sound of the piano sounded clear and melodious. There seemed to be a piece of pearls and jade scattered in the quiet mountains. The crisp sound sounded an echo in the quiet mountains. Xiaoya and others who were sitting cross-legged were excited and their eyes were clear.
A look of shock.
The old man's hands flew up and down the strings, a series of sparse and dense sounds of piano, continuous, sometimes like storms in the mountains, sometimes like clear streams flowing in the mountains.
The crisp sound of the piano echoed in the mountains, and Xiaoya and others were intoxicated! In front of their eyes, it seemed that towering mountains, green grass and clear springs continued to appear with the crisp sound of the piano; the ears echoed from time to time
The crisp birds are singing and the sound of the stream flowing down.
At this moment, the old man's hands dancing up and down suddenly became slow, and a pink wave of air followed by the old man's fingertips. The melodious sound of the piano suddenly became low, and the mountains were filled with deep joy.
There was a buzzing echo in the sound.
The old man's fingertips slowly passed over the strings, and the low sound of the piano was like crying, as if telling sad past events. Amid the low sound of the piano, Wan Lin's eyes suddenly surged out.
A burst of tears.
At this moment, a pair of middle-aged men and women walking from the mountains suddenly appeared in front of him. The man was wearing a cloth robes, carrying a goat on his shoulders, and holding a big bent bow in his hand.
There were a few white feathered arrows exposed in the quiver behind her; the woman was wearing an apron on her waist and a bamboo basket full of wild vegetables behind her back. The two were slowly walking towards him from the rugged mountains, talking and laughing.
Wan Lin's eyes were blurred by tears, and the scene in the sound of his grandfather's piano was his parents! When he was over two years old, his parents left him one after another. Although his father and mother only had the only one in his mind.
A vague figure, but for so many years, he has been silently missing his parents in his heart, but he has pressed this thought deeply into his heart. Now, this feeling of longing is followed by the deep sound of his grandfather's piano
It emerged again.
The sound of the piano was lingering, and Xiaoya, Cheng Ru, Zhang Wa and Bao Ya who were sitting cross-legged around him were also waving tears in his eyes. The deep sound of grandfather playing with his internal force all aroused them to
My longing for my loved ones.
At this moment, the gate of the courtyard was suddenly pushed open quietly. Feng Dao and Lingling stood quietly outside the courtyard, and everyone was holding pheasants and hares that had been called, and their eyes were sinking.
Tears flashed in the sound of the piano. Xiao Min and Xiao Miao, who had a miserable life, had already hugged Lingling and Wen Meng behind them, and shook their shoulders and made low whimpers.
In fact, they had already returned with a full load, but when they heard the sound of piano like nature coming from the yard, they stood quietly at the gate of the yard, for fear of disturbing grandpa playing the sound of piano like nature.
Now, they all remembered their departed relatives with the sound of the piano. Xiao Min and Xiao Miao even recalled the unbearable scene in the past, and everyone's eyes were filled with tears.