Ye Xiaoye's recitation is naturally smooth, without any lags. No other child's recitation can be better than his, at most it is just as smooth.
but……
"wrong!"
Guangqing looked at Ye Xiaoye with hesitation in her heart, but until Ye Xiaoye finished memorizing and sat down, she still didn't find anything wrong.
He casually asked another child to come up and carry him.
While this child was being carried on her back, Guangqing suddenly understood what the problem was!
Rhythm!
Although Ye Xiaoye's recitation just now was fluent, it was no different from other children's fluentness.
However, it was not like this when he recited in his residence yesterday and the night before yesterday. Thinking about it carefully, his recitation at that time was not as smooth as before. At that time, between words and sentences,
There are some pauses of varying lengths.
Or should it not be expressed with a pause?
Guangqing thought for a long time and didn't know how to describe it specifically.
She could not wait to call Ye Xiaoye up again and ask him to recite it again, and emphasized, "Just like you recited it in the dormitory at night."
But it didn't happen.
This morning's teaching and this afternoon's teaching passed by as usual, but after school ended, many little kids whispered that the senior sister had become more beautiful!
Time quickly came to night.
Routine ward rounds in Guangqing.
Her actions were "routine rounds", but Guangqing knew her thoughts, which were not so "routine".
Although she was still strolling from one end to the other on the stone path, and still listening to the sounds coming from different houses, including conversations, laughter, and reciters, her biggest focus was
Always focus on those few sounds.
When she walked slowly back and forth for a half-way, the voice finally came!
Feng Haoran's voice.
It was already the third day, and Feng Haoran's recitation was much better than on the first day, and he almost didn't look like the same person.
"Isn't this kid stupid?"
Guangqing thought.
After Feng Haoran was Zong Ping, and after Zong Ping was Qing Hu.
Qing Hu finished reciting.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths... ten breaths... twenty breaths...
After waiting for almost twenty breaths, Guangqing still didn't hear the voice she wanted to hear most. At this time, she heard Qing Hu, the little kid, said with surprise: "Hey, third brother,
Aren’t you going to memorize it today?”
"Yes, third child, it's your turn, aren't you asleep?" Zong Ping's voice sounded.
"I was called up by Senior Sister today, and I have already recited it once." Guangqing heard Ye Xiaoye say, "I won't recite it tonight, I'll do it again tomorrow night!"
Hearing this, Guangqing was speechless.
At this moment, her mood and feelings can only be described by #%&＊!&＊&＊!%＊&＋!#＊....
"No, you recite it, third brother, I want to hear you recite it!" If I heard correctly, is that little Qinghu kid acting coquettishly?
"Yeah, third child, what's wrong with memorizing it again?" Zong Ping was also trying to persuade.
"Yi Zi, look, hey, the opinions of the second and fourth children are my opinions!" Feng Haoran said in the same way.
At this moment, Guangqing's affection for these three children was soaring. She even wanted to join in the battle, and added, "I'm going to carry it on my back. Is it possible that I can still drool on you after carrying it twice a day?"
Already?"
"Why do you want me to carry it?" Then Guangqing heard Ye Xiaoye ask.
"Bullshit, the four of us are one! We have all memorized it, why don't you memorize it!" Feng Haoran said.
"That's right." Zong Ping said.
Qing Hu said nothing.
"I'll give you another chance to tell the truth." Ye Xiaoye said, "If you don't satisfy me, I won't recite it tonight and I won't recite it in the future."
"No, third brother!" Guangqing heard a grunting sound and wondered if it was Zong Ping sitting up from the bed.
"Hey, Ye Zi, don't you recite this the best!" Feng Haoran said, "I don't know what's going on, but after hearing you recite it, I feel that I am familiar with the Purity Sutra. You see, I recited it yesterday.
Those who are unfamiliar and stammering can memorize it so well today! Ye Zi, really, I’m not going to lie to you, I’m very stupid and not so smart!”
"Me too!" Zong Ping followed nervously, "Lao San, after listening to you memorize it, I seem to be able to understand a lot of things in it, which I didn't understand at first!"
"What about you, Fourth Brother? You are the nicest in speaking. Can you say something nice?" Ye Xiaoye said.
"Third brother, you are laughing at me again!" Qinghu little boy coyly said, "Third brother, I don't know why, I fell asleep when I heard you carrying me on your back, but I can still hear your voice. Secondly,
I feel very good when I wake up!”
"Okay, you guys are good, then I'll recite it again!" In the quiet night, Guangqing heard Ye Xiaoye say, "You don't know, in our village, I often recited it to Dashu.
If you carry it on your back, the big trees will fall asleep."
"Third brother, you are talking nonsense again!" Qing Hu shouted with a smile, "How could the big tree fall asleep!"
"You are only a few years old, what do you know?" Ye Xiaoye said, "Often when I start carrying it, the leaves of the big tree are still clattering. When I finish carrying it, the leaves of the big tree stop moving.
, aren’t you asleep?”
"That means the wind has stopped, right?" Feng Haoran said speechlessly.
"Do you still want to hear me recite it?" Ye Xiaoye said.
"Think!" Feng Haoran's voice.
"Think!" Zong Ping's voice.
"Think! Third brother, I was wrong, everything you said is right!" Qing Hu's voice.
Even if he had other thoughts, at this moment, Guang Qing could not help but smile at the corner of his mouth.
And at the next moment, Ye Xiaoye's recitation sounded.
It was peaceful, slow, and seemed to have no characteristics or strangeness. But in this peaceful recitation, Guangqing's mind was unknowingly drawn into the world of Purity Sutra.
That world is small, yet big, and quiet, yet it seems...
There seems to be a slight wind blowing in the quiet night, blowing through the back mountains, blowing through the woods, and blowing across the lake.
On the lake, little ripples spread out.
In the woods, the leaves of the big trees made a gentle rustling sound.
Time flows slowly in the sound of Ye Xiaoye's recitation. As she listens, Guangqing can't tell whether her mind is radiating to the entire Lingxiao Courtyard or to the mountains, water, and trees in Lingxiao Courtyard.
, entered her mind.
Reality seems to have become an illusion.
This illusion is so real.
And all of this belongs to a world called "purity". In this world, her physical and mental feelings are quiet but also soaring, exciting but distant.
At some point, the reading stopped.
And the faint rustling of leaves that she felt in her mind seemed to have stopped, and the whole world entered a deep state.
Guangqing walked, slowly, on the road between several lakes, on the road connecting the lakes and the mountains, and then, just like yesterday, he came to the top of the hill again.
This time, she did not enter the pavilion, but stood quietly on the top of the hill with her hands lowered. She stood all night in the extremely gentle evening breeze and the endless silence of the night.
That night, Guangqing felt like he had turned into a tree.
The gentle breeze blows in, causing the Qi and blood in the body to flow with it, and then makes a rustling sound like leaves.
After an unknown period of time, the wind gradually stopped, the sound gradually became silent, and Guangqing felt like it had turned into a lake again.
The starlight and moonlight in the sky, like drizzle, sprinkled down densely and fell into the lake. On the lake, the same dense ripples kept rising and dispersing one after another...
In the morning, wake up.
After carefully feeling the condition of his body, Guangqing was filled with joy and inexplicable complexity.
If nothing unexpected happens, if she has one or two more nights like this, she should be promoted.
According to her original prediction, and according to the same opinion of her master, her next promotion should come in about ten years.
Master made a ten-year agreement with several of them. What Guangqing thought at that time was that she would practice well in the next ten years and give Master a small surprise when they met again.
Only three months have passed.
But really, from a certain perspective, it was only three days!