Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 250
The sound of the melody is exciting, without the passion and emotion. If the real person is different, the sound of the piano is difficult to resemble.

Kuyi pressed her hand, shook her head and said, "Fengnvxia, although you are good at playing this song, but the song is heartless and heartless, how can it be like your brother's charm?"

"In the past, when my elder brother played this song, I danced my sword to add to the fun. Over time, I kept the tune in my heart. Now that the time has changed, I really feel like playing it by myself. It turns out that it is not the taste. But I am not my elder brother, and I can't play his magnificent standard." Feng Yizhu felt troubled between his brows, his fingertips trembled slightly, and he didn't move.

"You must calm down and recall the pictures you spent with your elder brother, maybe it will help you. Close your eyes, take a deep breath, open your heart, and imagine that you are him. Use your heart to understand his heart, and your love to his love , you are connected by blood, you have a deep bond of flesh and blood, and you will have a clear understanding. Feng Nuxia, you are a temperamental person, and your passion has been closed for many years, so it is difficult to get into the scene for a while. Try it again, I believe you will be able to achieve it To the highest level of your elder brother." Ku Yi met her eyes, and said softly, as if the water was gurgling across her heart, extremely light.

Feng Yizhu closes his eyes and thinks deeply, gradually enters the country, the past is shaking in front of his eyes bit by bit, there is an elder brother, there is a mother, and the father who does not live up to expectations but loves their brothers and sisters very much, time goes back, leaf by leaf, petal by petal , as if embroidered the most beautiful time in life, like the moonlight on a spring night flowing in the heart, floating in the eyes, happy and happy in the brow, sometimes excited and excited.

Being young and frivolous is the most true, being unrestrained and free from the world of mortals.

Elder brother's sword, elder brother's song, everything about elder brother has actually been penetrated into the bone, into the marrow, and can never be melted away or destroyed.With a casual flick, it turns out that they are all his shadows and his standard.

The deep love has the brand mark.

Just like his songs, unrestrained and unrestrained, elegant and innocent, elegant and elegant.

The elder brother at that time was the most admired and yearned for her, so she pretended to be him fighting the sword. As a young girl, she was dressed in white to win the snow, beautiful in a beautiful bun, and as handsome as a bamboo. .

At that time, she was as chic and passionate as her elder brother, high-spirited and enthusiastic.

The sword in the palm, the fingertips curled up, as if they had merged into one, fused into the ultimate realm, and it was no longer possible to distinguish who was Feng Chunyi and who was Feng Yizhu.

A hot-blooded boy with lofty ambitions.

At the end of the song, people are crazy, and the past is deeply entangled.

Kuyi Zhangzhang praised: "The mountains and rivers are like the sounds of nature. Boya threw the piano to reward his bosom friend. I can see you today. This festival is the real heroine of the wind. Women don't let men down, and men are also ashamed."

Feng Yizhu pushed the piano and stood up, gouging her eyes, Bing Yu said: "Stinky girl, don't talk too much, I will see Jiang Ye tomorrow, if she can't be influenced, I will take you as a question."

"Feng Nv Xia, don't worry, I will keep my head well, and keep my promises one by one! But Feng Nv Xia has to prepare her mentality, in case Feng Chunyi's chivalrous heart is temporarily smashed, I am also a god, and there is nothing I can do." With a playful remark, Kuyi carried Ziluanqin in her arms and floated away, wearing a lake-green cloak swaying in the wind, as if someone had moved the center of the lake, creating ripples in circles.

Feng Yizhu watched her go away with deep eyes.

Suddenly he felt that the sword in his waist was extremely sluggish and heavy, as if he had to swing the sword to remove the dirt from his heart, so that his muscles and bones could be reactivated.

She drew the sword in her hand and practiced in the red grass, her figure turned gracefully, like a wild goose and a phoenix, extraordinarily ethereal and beautiful, the light of the sword was dense like a cloud, and the snow rays were rippling above the red grass, reflecting the red color of the grass , as if reflecting the colorful clouds, dazzling people's eyes.

Just then, when he was on the Begonia Pavilion, Luan Da stared blankly for a moment, helped Graceful's shoulder, and said in shock, "Miss Gracey, who is better, she or Heroine?"

(End of this chapter)