don't call me singer

Chapter 64
"Qinchuan Love" is the pinnacle of modern flute music.

But "Yan Yan" is the first farewell poem that has survived in China's thousands of years of history.

Two high-pitched voices that have traveled through thousands of years, entangled with each other and contrasted with each other, like two swallows glowing with light, flying in the rainstorm, passing through the thunder, and chirping above the nine heavens.

Suddenly, Xiao Moth's high notes stopped abruptly, while Gu Xiaobai's flute sounded a long descending phrase.

It was like a swallow suddenly fell, and the other swallow was chasing behind while crying.

Silence is also a kind of music.

Losing the high-pitched voice of the little moth, the lonely flute, seems to want to pierce people's chests, and stabbed a thorn named "Sadness" into everyone's hearts.

Zhongtu, who was standing next to Gu Xiaobai, couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly cried out with a "wow", stomping his feet.

"My sister is about to get married... woo woo... what if she is bullied in the future... woo woo, my sister, my sister..."

While crying, he leaned on Gu Xiaobai's side with snot and tears.

As a result, I was kicked away by Gu Xiaobai. I was playing the flute, didn't you see it?
At this time, it was more than Zhongtu who was blown to cry. Whether it was the relatives of her parents' family or the villagers who were helping idle, her eyes were red, or tears were pouring down, but they were not as unrestrained as Zhongtu's crying.

No wonder he cried unrestrainedly, because the lyrics of this song were almost written for him.

How could the eldest brother's feelings for his sister be explained in two or three sentences?
I have protected and loved her since I was a child, coaxed her to sleep, fed her, and the little sister I carried on my back and hugged is about to marry a stinky man!
Humph, marry a stinky man!

If you dare to bully my sister, believe it or not, I will cut you with a knife!
Don't stop me, I'm going to cry!
After kicking Zhongtu away, Gu Xiaobai's flute sound turned into a few faint strands, and then the little moth started the second paragraph.

Open your mouth, raise the key!

The rising tone has always been the best way to mobilize emotions. The already high-pitched and loud singing voice has been raised by two semitones again. Gu Xiaobai's fingering has also changed, from the key of E to the key of F, and even more A high-pitched voice broke out.

"Yan Yan Yu Fei,
Jie Zhi Jie Zhi.

The son is returning,

far from it.

Look at Fuji,

Standing and weeping. "

"Two swallows fly in the sky,

Sometimes high and sometimes low;

My sister is getting married today,

I hope the road to send her will never end,

The distant figures are almost invisible.
I'm still standing there crying..."

In the third paragraph, raise the key again!

The high-pitched sound like the collision of metal, and the super flute sound that almost tears the eardrums, are entangled with each other, one after another.

"Yan Yan Yu Fei,
Down and up its sound.

The son is returning,

far to the south.

Look at Fuji,

Really work my heart. "

"Two swallows fly in the sky,

you call me, I call you;
My sister is getting married today,

I sent her to the south,

The shadows are almost gone.

I feel so sad..."

At this time, the flute in Gu Xiaobai's hand turned slightly, and the angle between the flute and the mouth was as sharp as the blade of a knife. The frequency of the vibrating edge doubled again, and it blew out two octaves directly!
I really want to blow until the brain is deprived of oxygen. Fortunately, at this time, the song has sung to the last paragraph.

The sound of the flute is light, like a secluded orchid in spring; the song is long, like the gurgling water.

The tune has also become distant and vast. If it was a storm just now, now it is sunny after the rain.

The singing of the little moth was like a sympathy.

"Zhong Shi Renzhi,
Its heart is blocked.

Always warm and kind,

Shu cautiously.

The thoughts of the ancestors,
For the sake of the widow..."

"My sister is honest and trustworthy,
My sister is honest and attentive,

My sister is gentle and virtuous,

My sister is kind and discreet,

Sister, don't worry about getting married.

I will take good care of my parents..."

"Woo~↘|" After a short flute sound, the song came to an end, Gu Xiaobai slowly put down the flute in his hand, looked at Moth, and a smile slowly emerged.

At that moment, the two of them suddenly gave birth to a feeling of how the vast sea of ​​people finally let me see you.

Performing with the little moth, what a cool word!
On the other side, Zhongtu was crying while hugging his brother-in-law:
"My sister will be handed over to you, you must take good care of her..." Zhongtu cried with snot and tears.

"Don't worry, brother, I will never let her down in my life, woo woo woo..." My brother-in-law's clothes were wrinkled with tears.

After another full quarter of an hour, the carriage started its journey.

Zhongtu followed his parents and brothers, chasing closely behind the carriage, sending them off all the way.

The musicians also followed behind, blowing and beating.

After crying, I was refreshed, and everyone's faces showed smiles, and they really became festive.

Gu Xiaobai and Xiao Mozi walked behind, and when they reached the end of the road, the Zhongtu family stopped and watched the carriage Chuchu leave. His mother couldn't help crying again.

After all, it is also life and death.

"Let's go too." Gu Xiaobai looked at the carriage and sighed.

Mixed eating and drinking is mixed, and it is meaningless to rely on it.

And now the little moth is still holding a melon in his hand and refuses to let go. He is so full at noon, and it is enough to padded his stomach at night.

The two followed far behind the main force, walking all the way in the direction of the old locust tree, and after walking half a mile, they suddenly heard someone calling them from behind.

"Wait, Shibai, please wait!"

Gu Xiaobai turned around and saw Zhongtu running over out of breath, holding a small goat in his hand.

Gu Xiaobai looked at Zhongtu blankly.

"This is the thank you gift my father asked me to send." Zhongtu handed the rope to Gu Xiaobai.

"Uh..." Gu Xiaobai was even more at a loss.

Give me a goat as a thank you gift?

Can't you send some money, or a few roast chickens?
Otherwise, just roast the big goose, no, the big goose and give it to me...

Seeing that Gu Xiaobai didn't pick it up, Zhongtu shoved the little goat's rope into Gu Xiaobai's hand, turned around and ran away.

At this time, Gu Xiaobai wanted to shout, "Er Tu'er, come back!"

You give me a goat, what should I eat...

Gu Xiaobai looked at the little goat.

The little goat also stared at him with big dark eyes, and then moved closer to him.

"Bah~~" The cute little goat made Gu Xiaobai's heart melt.

Beside him, the little moth's heart also melted, and it all turned into saliva.

“Have roasted goat at night!”

"Ah? It's so cute, do you want to eat it?"

"Can't you eat it?" The little moth was extremely disappointed. She had already grabbed a big stone by the roadside with one hand, and was about to perform her otter stunt.

"It's still small now. It's a pity to eat it. Of course, it's grown up and then eaten... Maybe it will produce milk, and goat's milk will be drunk..."

"right……"

"Right."

"Brother Xiaobai..."

"Ok?"

"You are so smart!"

"That is."

Carrying the flute, holding the melon, and the little goat, the two slowly disappeared at the end of the road.

(Note: Yanyan's translation is a free translation of Uncle Ha, don't use it to deal with the language teacher, points will be deducted!)
(End of this chapter)