The night deepened.

In the room, the light is bright, and the air conditioner is on very well. People can't feel the cold air above the mountain outside.

Liu Yanbo had just finished his bath when he was sitting on a sofa with a bottle of white wine in his hand and sipping it. His interest did not seem high, and he even looked a little depressed.

Li Fei Yu was playing with a seven stringed Guqin. She looked up at Liu Yanbo and asked, "Mr. Liu, are you worried?"

"I'm worrying." Liu Yanbo said with a wry smile.

"Oh ~" Li Fei said with a smile, "how do you say that?"

"I'm thinking, since when did some Chinese people have the idea that foreigners are born superior to others?" Liu Yanbo said lightly: "if it hadn't been for Miss Li, who is a big supporter, I must have been locked up in the police station now, and the end would not be very good."

Liu Yanbo was tortured to the police station and spent a lot of time in the fight in Yishan scenic area in the afternoon.

this is one of the reasons why he dislikes fighting. Because fighting is different from killing people, he can't do it, so he can't get rid of the following troubles.

But fighting in the scenic area is a very troublesome thing. It is even more troublesome to beat foreigners.

Liu Yanbo is sometimes emotional. He can hardly forget that when he was in the police station today, the two policemen who interrogated him vowed to uphold the attitude of "international friends". This made him think a lot. He even thought about the woman who once led him to the right path -

Ouyang Zhi's painting.

Do those who, like her, silently guard this peaceful and prosperous age, sometimes feel unworthy?

"You're really worrying." Li Fei sighed.

"Yes ~" Liu Yanbo nodded helplessly: "who makes me a pessimist?"

"Miss Li, would you like to play a tune to help me dispel my thoughts?"

"Mr. Liu, how can I think that you are so worried that you are false, and it is true that I will play the piano for you in the next set?" Li Fei said with a smile.

She said that's what she said, but she didn't have her hands free. She had already started to audition.

Under the white light, Li Fei's hands brush the Yao Qin, and her long black hair is scattered behind her head. She is like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the Moon Palace, making the ordinary people who admire her intoxicated.

Zheng ~

the melody is smooth and beautiful, and the rhythm is bright

Ancient Chinese music has a long history.

However, with the changes of the times, in today's fast-paced era, many glorious civilizations with a long history have gradually faded out of people's sight. For example, there are fewer people who can play guqin music and fewer people can truly appreciate the meaning of the music.

Fortunately -

Li Fei can play and Liu Yanbo can play.

This is a "plum blossom guide", one of the top ten Chinese Guqin music.

Plum blossom is the clearest flower, and the Qin is the clearest sound. With the clearest sound spectrum and the clearest thing, it is calm and smooth, which is the sound of heaven and earth.

Since ancient times, Chinese people have always had a special respect and love for plum blossom, which has been regarded as the embodiment of a certain personality of Chinese people. The central idea of "plum blossom introduction" is to express people's praise for their perseverance and noble sentiment by virtue of their white, fragrant and fearless cold characteristics.

Chinese people often use plum blossoms to describe themselves. After thousands of years of wind, frost, rain and snow, Huaxia is not a cold plum. No matter in the past wars, or in the current international cultural invasion, it still maintains the unyielding iron and steel of the Chinese Empire, while those who worship foreign countries are just petals separated from the branches and will not hurt their roots and bones It will affect its prosperity, because it is already -

strong enough!

Liu Yanbo was a little crazy when he heard this. His eyes, which had been occupied by low and lazy, suddenly became bright as stars that had opened the dark clouds.

After Li Fei's song was finished, Liu Yanbo was still full of ideas. He couldn't help clapping and said, "a good plum blossom introduction, Miss Li is a superstar with both morality and art."

Li Fei Yu gently brushed the strings that were still trembling with her hands. She was a little surprised and said, "Mr. Liu has also learned ancient music?"

"A little bit of learning." Liu Yanbo nodded.

Li Fei Yu's eyes brightened, and he said excitedly, "well, we'll have a member of Yiqin club tonight. Now it's your turn."

"I don't want it any more?" Liu Yan Porter did not want to face: "this midnight, disturbing people."

Li Fei quit, got up and said, "Mr. Liu, when you just let me play, you didn't say so. You are a bully. Be careful I'll report to Mr. Yin."

Women are all demons on impulse, nothing they dare not say or do.

Looking at Li Fei Yu, who has already picked up his mobile phone and is pretending to make a call, Liu Yanbo shakes his head, smiles and gets up and walks towards her.Liu Yanbo did learn guqin, but he has not played it for many years, which makes him nervous. However, when he plays guqin music, he should not be fickle.

Liu Yanbo looked up and took a sip of white wine. After he put down the bottle, he dared to brush the strings with his hand. The strange and familiar touch made him miss and calm down gradually

In the room, some people refer to the music rising again with the heart --

sometimes it is majestic and high, as if the towering Mount Tai is near you;

sometimes it is comfortable and fluent, just like the surging river.

Who in the world aspires to the high mountains? Who is determined to flow?

In fact, seeing a mountain is not necessarily a mountain, and seeing water is not necessarily water. It's just that different people have different opinions. For example,

some people will worship foreign countries and others will divide them into three or six categories. These are just their own feelings. You can't go around and you can only do yourself well.

Li Fei was shocked!

From the sound of the piano, she not only felt that Liu Yanbo's state of mind was suddenly open after climbing a mountain, but also felt the endless hope in his heart like a river

The music follows the heart, and the heart goes at will. This is a really good music with thousands of changes -

not sticking to formalism, this is life, this is music.

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