Little milk dad big star

Chapter 225 Guzheng
Not long after, Su Zimo and his party followed the crowd to the Tianlu Mountain Scenic Area, surrounded by dense forests and mountains. If there were no dense crowds and noisy voices around them, they would probably feel peaceful. Looking at the ancient pavilion in front of him that has been accumulated over the years, he felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

The shape of the pavilion is eight pillars with double eaves, glazed green tiles, and the corners of the pavilion are flying up, which looks like flying in the air from a distance.Inside are red lacquer garden pillars, and the four stone pillars on the outer eaves are made of granite. The caisson is painted in the pavilion.

"It's so beautiful." Mei Bixue looked at the ancient pavilion in front of her and the trees surrounding her, forming a beautiful landscape painting, her beautiful eyes flashed an inexplicable look, and she praised.

Su Zimo and Su Xi'er in his arms nodded instinctively, and seemed a little lost for a moment, and did not speak.

"It is said that the three characters on it were made by Mr. Li, the president of the university at that time, who wrote a letter to the chairman." At the end of the speech, Xiao Zhang took on the color of admiration.

Su Zimo nodded, hugged Su Xier, swung the other hand, closed the white paper umbrella very chicly, held it in his hand, walked into the pavilion with the crowd, looked at one of the gray monuments, Walking in and looking at it, looking at a poem engraved on it, I couldn't help but read it out.

"Independent cold autumn, the Xiangjiang River goes north, at the head of Juzizhou."

"Looking at the red mountains all over the world, the forests are all dyed; the rivers are full of green, and hundreds of boats are competing for the flow."

"The eagle hits the sky, the fish flies in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom."

"Melancholy, ask the vast land, who is in charge of the ups and downs?"

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As I was thinking about it, I felt a little dazed, as if an illusory scene appeared in front of me, causing the voice to unconsciously carry a magnetic sound, which diffused the sound, causing the tourists in the hall to pause slightly and stop in their tracks. He quietly listened to the poems read by the young man in front of him, afraid of disturbing the other party and destroying the atmosphere.

Through the description of the autumn scenery of Changsha and the memories of the revolutionary struggle life in the youth, this poem raises the question of "who will control the ups and downs", and expresses the spirit of optimism about the future of the Chinese nation and the lofty ambition of taking the world's affairs as its own responsibility.

"Pointing to the country, encouraging the writing, the dung soil was once tens of thousands of households."

"Have you ever remembered that when the current hits the water, the waves hold back the flying boat?"

As Su Zimo's last word fell, the scene fell silent, the huge scenic area was like an empty land, and even a silver needle fell on the ground, as if they could hear the crisp sound, many people whispered muttered

"This kid, he can even recite so well."

"Yes, people can't help but fall into it, as if a rare scene is outlined in front of them."

"However, the child in his arms is very cute."

"really"

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Su Zimo listened to the whispers in his ears, regained his senses, saw the eyes all around him focusing on him, smiled lightly, returned a gentle smile, thought for a while, put Su Xi'er on the ground, and looked at the two little girls. Luo Li said, "Come on, Xiao Xi'er, and Xiao Le are standing with your Aunt Mei, I'll take a picture for you."

Mei Bixue was taken aback for a moment, then smiled sweetly, took Yang Leling's little hand, walked lightly in front of Su Xi'er who was full of confusion, patted her delicate head lightly, and smiled at Su Zimo Said, "Come on, Zimo, let's take better pictures of these two little princesses."

"The looks of this family are so high, the men are handsome, the women are charming, and the little ones are cute. They are so beautiful, I express my envy and jealousy"

"For those two little girls, I really want to hold them in my arms and cherish them."

"I don't ask for extravagance. It would be nice if we can take a photo together, haha"

"That woman smiled beautifully, sweetly, and warmly. She directly touched the depths of my heart and reminded me of my first love."

"First love? Eh"

Many tourists looked at these extraordinary "family members" with envious expressions. They were both surprised at each other's appearance and envied each other's warmth. Therefore, there was a burst of muffled discussions.

"This is natural." Su Zimo smiled, took out his mobile phone, pulled out the camera, took a few steps back, and pointed the camera at the figures of one big and two small in the Aiwan Pavilion. The soft smile attracts people's attention, and the small one has a pair of watery eyes, looking a little ignorant, just when a breeze blows by, the leaves on the maple tree are blown off, floating in the air, with a 'click' sound, this scene It was frozen and became an eternal memory.

"Clang clang ~"

Suddenly, there was a long guzheng sound from a distance, which seemed to have a strange charm, making the tourists under the scorching sun pause, stop their movements, and listen to the quiet sound full of nature. Just close your eyes, and as the long zither sounded, your heart was filled with peace and tranquility.

Mei Bixue was stunned for a moment when the melodious sound of the zither sounded in her ears, and then she opened her seductive mouth slightly, looking a little surprised. She has also been involved in this aspect of the zither, and the skill of the player is naturally good. He stopped, took the two little girls, greeted Su Zimo, followed the sound of the zither in his ears, and walked over with light steps.

In about 5 minutes, a group of five people made an appointment with the bustling crowd and came to the gate of an antique academy not far from Aiwan Pavilion. Looking at the four traditional characters of Yuelu Academy on the door plaque, Su Zimo looked a little In a daze, I was deeply attracted by the four words like flamboyant and phoenix dancers.

However, Mei Bixue saw a young man in a white robe sitting on a stone bench on a lawn near Yuelu Academy, with two slender fingers constantly plucking the strings on the zither, and the melodious zither sound kept coming from it. Passed out, passed around.

"It's so good, let's play another song"

"It's true, but it's so handsome."

"Looks so handsome in a robe"

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At the end of the song, there was a burst of warm applause at the scene, and the surrounding audience were not stingy with their own applause.

"Thank you." The young man in the robe stood up, looked at the reaction of the crowd, and smiled warmly.

Su Zimo was overwhelmed by the noise in his ear, pulled back to reality, looked at the people in the field, and was slightly taken aback, with a look of doubt in his heart, walked over, did not make a sound, and watched the scene quietly.

But at some point, Mei Bixue walked up to the young man and said a few words, the young man stepped aside and asked him to sit on the stone bench.

"What is this for?"

"This woman is so beautiful, and the two little girls beside her are so cute."

"Could it be that this woman can also play Guzheng?"

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Mei Bixue listened to the discussion in her ear, her face showed no extra expression, but a dignified and elegant smile, she put her fair fingers on the guzheng, and gently stroked it, showing an elegant demeanor.

The slender fingers began to pluck the strings of the zither, and the melodious sounds of the zither gradually sounded, entering the depths of the tourists' hearts, and they couldn't help feeling in a trance.

Seeing this, Su Zimo opened his mouth slightly, and was surprised that his teacher knew the guzheng skill, but when Mei Bixue played the guzheng, the graceful state was fully displayed, and he was a little absent-minded for a while.

The crisp and seductive touch of the deep valley and secluded forest, the melodious and free blow of the flowing clouds and flowing water, and the frightening and torrential swaying of the violent wind and rain are all the voices of nature and the soul.

Qin Zheng uttered the perfect tune,
Yuzhu Yangqing song.

The string is broken according to the height,
The sound follows the wonderful finger.

Just hear the sound around the beam,
Ning Zhi Yan Ruyu.

　Thank you Bi Xuemei for the five hundred rewards~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)