"Haha, it has a little fragrance, but it's not as sweet as you said!" Xue'er smiled half-heartedly. She chewed the elm money in her mouth gently, but did not swallow it.
The breeze blew, and an elm flower swirled, falling from the sky like a silver butterfly.
"Haha, this Yu Qian is as round and thin as a coin. Yu Qian... Yu Qian... If you eat Yu Qian, your family will be rich!" The little boy arched his eyebrows and smiled innocently.
"Do you like Yuqian?" Xueer asked softly.
"Yeah, I like it. A piece of elm is enough for me and grandpa to eat for half a month!"
After saying this, the little boy put away his smile, lowered his eyelashes, and stopped talking for a long time.
"It rained around the Qingming Festival, and I won the Chuan Chuan Yu coin. Yin'er, it's time for us to go home!" The old man bent down and put the basket on his shoulders, shouting to the little boy named Yin'er.
"Okay!"
The little boy hurriedly picked up a few elm flowers scattered on the ground, turned around, smiled at her, and then left leisurely!
"Xue'er, come on, let's see the lanterns!" Mrs. Lu Xiang lit the lanterns and waved to her from the water's edge.
The spring is late, the flowers and trees are luxuriant, the barns are harvesting, and the crops are harvesting!
Mottled green branches fluttered on the quiet river bank, and the plump petals blew the fluffy fragrance. Suddenly, the sound of the piano came from the distance, which was breathtaking. Everyone heard the sound of the piano as mellow, as moist as beads, as cool as springs, and like pine waves. The sound of the gully is heard in the empty valley, sometimes sonorous and fierce, like water blocking a river and stones, waves blocking a flying boat, sometimes sad and gentle, like the wind whistling in the canyon, with twists and turns, sometimes wild and open-minded, like the moon traveling in the clouds, and the water flooding the plain... It is subdued. There was no sound at all.
Lu Xiang listened carefully and found out that it was a song called "High Mountains and Flowing Waters", composed by the pre-Qin harpist Boya. According to legend, Boya was playing the harp in the mountains. The song was majestic and high-pitched, smooth and fluent, and the woodcutter said: "It's so good! It's as tall as Mount Tai and as vast as a river!" Boya was overjoyed and played the harp. He saluted and asked: "Which of the wise men in the world, would you like to ask me about a noble surname?" The woodcutter returned the courtesy: "My surname is Zhong, and my given name is Ziqi." Boya sighed and said, "I know each other all over the world, how many people can know each other!" He asked the boy to burn incense. Zhu, became brothers with Zi Qi, and promised to meet again next year. The next year, Boya arrived as scheduled, but unexpectedly Zhong Ziqi had passed away. Boya played the piano and cried in front of Zhong Ziqi's grave. He played a song "High Mountains and Flowing Waters", then cut the strings with a knife and looked up to the sky and sighed: "Bosom friend If you are not here, who am I playing the harp for?" After saying this, the harp hit the altar and broke the strings... Bo Ya suffered a heartache and lost his soulmate, and he never played for the rest of his life, hence the song "High Mountains and Flowing Waters"!
It's just a song, but I heard one person singing loudly: The Wu Ge is wearing rhinoceros armor, the chariots are on the wrong side and the soldiers are fighting in close quarters, the sun is blocked by clouds, the enemy is like clouds, the arrows are falling, the soldiers are fighting for the lead, the formation is in the air, and the left and right lines are left. The right blade is wounded, the haze is two-wheeled, and the four horses are picked up, and the drums are beaten to support the jade, the weather is full of power and anger, and the people are killed, and the wilderness is abandoned, and there is no way out, and there is no turning back, and the plain suddenly seems that the road is too far , Carrying a long sword and holding a Qin bow, the head and body are separated but the heart is not punished, the sincerity is brave but also martial, the end is strong but cannot be overpowered, the body is dead but the spirit is the spirit, the soul is resolute and is a ghost hero!
This poem is "National Memorial" in "Nine Songs". It is taken from the meaning of folk memorial to mourn and comfort the souls of the patriotic soldiers who died. The main idea is: the Chu army fought bravely in a hand-to-hand battle. , a main chariot originally drawn by four horses. Although the horse on the left outer side had been killed by an arrow and the horse on the right outer side was also wounded, the commander-in-chief of the Chu army still had no fear. He moved the two sides of the chariot. A wheel was buried in the soil, the horse's reins were caged, and the hammer was raised to beat the war drums of the march. The fighting spirit was depleted for a moment, causing the sky to become angry with it. When the murderous spirit dissipated, only corpses were left on the battlefield. Lie quietly in the wilderness! In fact, from the day they put on their armor, the Chu army no longer wanted to return intact. Instead, they clenched their weapons and lay there without any regrets. These brave soldiers wielded the sharp swords of Wu. Qin's powerful bows, armor made of rhinoceros skin, and drumsticks inlaid with jade are in their hands. Their energy is as strong as the rainbow, and their fame will last forever!
After the fall of the Chu State, there was a saying spread in the Chu region: "Although Chu has three households, Chu will definitely destroy Qin!"
