Chapter 175, Rain Alley
Reading in such a house is a great pleasure.
A mahogany desk, an old-school pen holder, and plenty of wooden furniture make this study out of reality. In such an immersive experience, Ye Kai even forgot the flow of time.
The dragon well in the cup is like a green shoot about to break through the ground, and the tip is upright, like a pile of neatly arranged spears.
Pick it up and take a sip.
But Ye Kai's eyes never left the books.
"Talented girl. Ye Fa let out a sigh of emotion.
is still a book by Lin Huiyin, Lin Huiyin has made achievements in many fields, if it is not affected by feelings, then her evaluation will be improved in this era.
Why does Ye Kai always read her books?
Because Ye Kai brought so many copies.
After putting down the book, Ye Kai recalled the rewards given by the system after playing West Lake.
Maybe it's because if you don't forget, there will be an echo. Ye Kai was rewarded with ancient Chinese music theory, as well as four musical instruments, the three strings, the pipa, the erhu, and the dulcimer.
Strong Jiangnan style.
But Ye Kai wanted to learn the guzheng, bamboo flute, or guqin...... I didn't think about the pipa or anything at all, especially the three strings, Ye Kai only knew about this instrument for the first time today.
Compared with the rewards he received in the academy and Taoist temples before, he was slightly inferior.
After putting away the books, Ye Kai went downstairs to wash, and today he has already seen all the attractions in the West Lake that he wants to visit. Tomorrow he is going back to Sweet City, and he wanted to go home before he was on the show.
I have to say that Mr. He's sensationalism is really unbearable.
It's not a language program that makes you recall your past, and then think about the difficulties at that time or something, such a sensational routine has long been used rotten. If you broadcast it, you have to be scolded by the audience.
The sensationalism in the yearning is something you don't have time to guard against, and suddenly, a sentence pours into your heart.
Back in his room, Ye Kai lay on the bed and covered the quilt, but there was another thing to do.
In the past two days, Ye Kai has had a lot of melodies in his mind, and Ye Kai loves one song alone.
He always wanted to write a song that could express Chinese culture, and after coming to West Lake, the splendid scenery here gave Ye Kai endless inspiration.
Hangzhou can't represent the long-standing culture in the history of the south of the Yangtze River, but Ye Kai feels that West Lake can.
He opened the songwriting software on his phone and began to compose this melody with a stave. You can see the high and low changes of the song with the staves, and the rhythm and timing are very distinct.
Brief notation is mainly simple and easy to remember.
When writing the song, Ye Kai thought of a poem by Su Shi.
Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable.
Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.
Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window.
There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears.
It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka.
It took Ye Kai a long time for Ye Kai to write this song, and when an inspiration and a melody fell from his mind into reality, it was actually very different from the version he originally imagined.
Moreover, Ye Kai has obtained the knowledge of Chinese music theory, because when recording the songs in his mind, better melodies will appear from time to time, so the tunes will slowly change.
Seeing the final result on the mobile phone, Ye Kai was so happy that he didn't feel the slightest sleep, and looked at the songs he wrote with burning eyes, he thought that if he used a bamboo flute to play it, it would probably sound good, right?
But he doesn't know how to play the bamboo flute yet, so he can only go out tomorrow morning and buy an erhu at a nearby musical instrument store.
The other musical instrument skills are not very practical, and not many people have learned the guzheng and guqin, let alone the dulcimer or the three strings? It is estimated that even in the ancient musical instrument store, these two instruments are difficult to buy.
Remembering the picture of walking alone with an umbrella on the broken bridge last night, Ye Kai wrote the name of the song.
"Rain Breaks Jiangnan"
Thinking of last night's rain, Ye Kai remembered the person he saw in the alley again.
That woman may be the Jiangnan girl she has always wanted to see in her heart, right?
The bustling city has not left a trace on her, it is such a simple and simple, beautiful rain elf.
He couldn't tell whether what he saw was an illusion or a reality, in fact, the picture he imagined with his eyes closed on the broken bridge was also very real, and the scenery on the ancient broken bridge could not be forgotten in Ye Kai's heart for a long time.
The night is hazy, the vast smoke and rain, hold an oil-paper umbrella and walk on the broken bridge, see the embankment shrouded by the night smoke and rain from afar, and see the rain and lotus on the water surface bounce up close......
A sense of tranquility that I had never felt before.
I can't sleep, so I still write out the travelogue of West Lake.
The footage taken on the camera cannot be exported, but fortunately, Ye Kai also has a few photos taken casually with his mobile phone.
Hangzhou, a poetic distance.
——A visit to the West Lake, but there are countless victories in the world.
If you want to learn about the history of Hangzhou, be sure to visit Beishan Street.
When you enter Beishan Street, the first thing that catches your eye is the manor villa at 32 Beishan Street, which can only be glimpsed through the closed iron door through the wall......
Ye Kai recalled the two-day trip, and there were many things he wanted to express, more than in Tibet and Ireland.
But after putting pen to paper, it was abbreviated into a few simple sentences.
From the culturally rich Beishan Street, to the most beautiful boulevard Su Causeway, to the flocks of red carp to watch the fish in the flower port, to the three springs reflecting the moon.
Boating on the night lake, crossing the pavilions, enjoying the swaying cherry blossoms, looking at the sky and the moon, looking at the reflection in the water, what comes into the heart is a picture of Jiangnan ink painting across the mountains and rivers.
A poem is attached at the end.
After thinking about it, Ye Kai deleted the poem and sent it out twice with the travelogue.
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Ye Kai generally does not post on Weibo.
For example, Ye Kai rarely forwards what others write, or suddenly pops up to comment on hot topics or something. Since he used this Weibo to post a travelogue, he has been very Buddhist.
It's the same as his live stream.
There is a function in Weibo, which is very similar to QQ's special attention. Many fans who pay attention to Ye Kai have clicked on this function, and now it is only one o'clock, and many young people are cultivating immortals without sleeping.
After hearing the news, he opened Ye Kai's Weibo unhurriedly.
Zhou Shu, who lives on the first floor, also received a message from Weibo to herself, and she only clicked on Ye Kai's Weibo message reminder last night. After hearing the news, she looked forward to it.
Will there be their own departure?
Click on Weibo, as everyone expected, Ye Kai's travelogue in West Lake has been updated.
Ye Kai doesn't write a travelogue every place he goes, so it's good to have a travelogue updated in a month or two. Zhou Shu is originally from Hangzhou, and she even wanted to laugh when she saw Ye Kai respecting the West Lake so much.
But soon it entered between the lines of Ye Kai's words.
"Why didn't I feel that the West Lake was so beautiful? Could it be that I was color blind? ”
Before she could finish reading this travelogue, a new message reminder appeared.
The upper side of the phone is displayed.
You have new news!
Leaf open
Rain Alley
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone
Wandering in a long, long
Lonely Rain Alley......
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