For a moment, the scholars here didn't know whether Tang Ping was a scumbag or a top student.
You say he is a scumbag, he can think about such profound propositions, but you say he is a top student, it seems that even top students don't ask such questions.
At this time, Yun Wuyue finally came out. What she was best at usually was dancing.
He dances while singing the lyrics, and his dance posture is beautiful and full of charm. The sleeves are moving and the fragrance is endless, the red lotus curls in the autumn smoke, the wind is swaying on the Qingyun Mountain, and the tender willows are brushing the water by the pond. It is the most appropriate word to describe Yun Wuyue's dance.
But today she did not dance, but came out with a Yao Qin in her arms.
The meaning is self-evident.
Lu Yaoqin didn't dance just now, but sang while playing the piano, so she didn't take advantage of the opponent. She also played the piano and sang lyrics, which meant that she had to compete with the opponent under the same conditions.
"bass!"
The sound of a piano is like a sea wave, with lingering sounds.
Then I saw Yun Wuyue playing the piano with both hands, and the notes flew out, making the audience feel like they were at the seaside, as if the sound was not the sound of the Yao Qin, but the sound of the waves.
"The tide of the spring river reaches the level of the sea, and the bright moon rises together on the sea. The waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river."
Four sentences in a row, sung gracefully by Yun Wuyue, matched with the sound of the Yao Qin, it seemed like the spring tide was really powerful, connected with the sea, and a bright moon rose from the sea, as if it was pouring out together with the tide. .
Everyone present was a music lover. At this time, they couldn't help but close their eyes and feel the combination of music and poetry with their hearts.
As Yun Wuyue sang, everyone seemed to actually see the river twisting and turning around the fields full of flowers and grass. The moonlight also illuminated the woods full of flowers, like fine snow beads twinkling.
The moonlight was like frost, so Shuangfei couldn't notice it. The white sand on the shaft and the moonlight merged together, making it difficult to see clearly.
"Who first sees the moon by the river, and when does the moon on the river shine on people for the first time? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the moon on the river is just the same every year!"
At this point, Yun Wuyue suddenly felt sad.
Yes, it is no longer known who saw the moon first on the river bank. People also do not know when the moon will shine. Generations will change after the end of a person's life, but what about the moon?
A lonely moon lingers in the sky, as if waiting for someone, but it can never do so.
Although she
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Not sentimental, but sentimental.
Just this sentence touched her heart. Thinking about the inexplicable waiting and expectation, she shed tears unconsciously, and this sadness was also incorporated into her music and singing.
The best musical instrument playing and singing must be emotionally contagious, able to put people into the performer's emotions and resonate with them.
At this moment, Yun Wuyue did it. It can even be said that this was an unintentional competition. Because of the stimulation of the opponent's strength, coupled with Tang Ping's poem, and his own emotional resonance, Yun Wuyue could even be said to have reached It was the pinnacle performance of his career.
Afterwards, almost the entire audience was immersed in her emotions.
The second half of the poem was originally a woman's longing for Li Ren. Yun Wuyue had a deep affection for Tang Ping, but suddenly news came of his wedding to Princess Dongyue.
Yun Wuyue felt that the sky was darkening at that time. Thinking about the gap between her own life experience and Tang Ping's identity, she felt that there was absolutely no possibility for the two of them in reality.
But even though he knew in his heart that this was impossible, he could only turn his good feelings towards Tang Ping into longing for him. After avoiding Tang Ping for a while without seeing him, he was thinking of him even more.
At this time, when I sing this section of the poem, the moonlight cannot be rolled away but comes back again. Isn't it just the pull in my heart?
The two infatuated movements of rolling and brushing are exactly the melancholy and confusion in her heart.
This poem perfectly combined with Yun Wuyue's state of mind, making her performance even more melancholy.
None of the girls in Hongyue Pavilion had a miserable life experience. Otherwise, how could they make a living in such a dusty place?
Hearing this, I couldn't help but have tears in my eyes. Even Lu Yaoqin was sitting on the side, her eyes were dull, and she raised her head slightly to suppress the tears that were about to fall.
Until the last sentence, I don’t know how many people will return by the moon, and the falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.
The words "love" made all the men and women present tremble in their hearts.
The endless feeling of longing intertwined the feelings of moonlight, the feeling of leaving people, and the feeling of wandering, and scattered on the river trees.
The mood is lingering and swaying, making the people present ecstatic.
When the last ray of piano music ended, Yun Wuyue shed tears on the Yao Qin, but she didn't notice it at all. She just stared blankly at Tang Ping through her hazy eyes.
What kind of talent does it take to write such a poem?
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And why should he sing this poem to himself? Is it because he has already understood his own mind?
For a moment, Yun Wuyue didn't move, and everyone present didn't move either. Many people still had their eyes closed and were thinking carefully.
The lingering sound lingered for three days, and now they truly understood the meaning of this sentence.
I don’t know how long it took, but finally someone started to applaud, and then everyone woke up.
At this moment, both the guests from Chang'an and those from Luoyang looked at Yun Wuyue or Tang Ping with red eyes, and applauded enthusiastically.
Yun Wuyue wanted to get up to express her gratitude, but she felt her feet weaken. She had put so much effort into the song just now, but in just a few minutes, she couldn't even stand up.
It was the Queen Mother who noticed something strange about her, went up to the stage to gently support her, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the handkerchief in her hand.
With a gentle flick, Yun Wuyue left the stage with the support of the queen.
"May I ask Duke Ping, what is the name of this poem?"
A Luoyang scholar walked up to Tang Ping, bowed respectfully, and then asked.
Now you want to ask him if he is convinced? He only has one word, obey!
"Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night! Author Zhang Ruoxu!"
Tang Ping said slowly that it turned out that people who just read this poem didn't feel anything. Of course, he knew that this was the existence of the ceiling in Tang poetry.
After all, the solitary poem that covers the whole Tang Dynasty is about this poem. The author Zhang Ruoxu wrote two poems in his life, but this poem was considered by countless people to have surpassed all the poems in the Tang Dynasty. Poetry.
As for the poem that he didn't feel much about when he read it, today Yun Wuyue used a different performance method, which actually made him, a "stupid student", feel the emotion that the poet at that time left in the poem.
"Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night! What a Spring River Flowers and Moonlight Night!"
The man bowed and stepped back. He didn't feel he was qualified to comment on this poem.
As for the author Zhang Ruoxu mentioned by Tang Ping, no one paid much attention to it. Who is Zhang Ruoxu? Is it another new name made up by your Duke Tang Ping?
Otherwise, how could someone who could write such poetry be an unknown person?
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