Chapter 511: Dizi, Music

Ah Yin smiled: "Don't talk about that, do you think this bamboo pipe can make what I want?"

Li Junge asked, "What do you want to do?"

Ayin said, "Can you make a flute?"

Li Junge was surprised: "You...... You can play a musical instrument?"

Ah Yin said with a smile: "You are asking a strange question, how many people in the Miao family don't know how to use bamboo musical instruments? The reed sheng suona is a little more difficult, I think the flute is easier." ”

Li Junge said with a smile: "The principle of sound is like that, it is not much more difficult than a bird whistle, the difficult thing is the position of the sound hole, do you know the location of the sound hole?"

Ah Yin put the bamboo pipe across his mouth, and pressed the bamboo pipe with his little fingers apart to make a flute posture, and said: "I remember the position of the sound hole and the blow hole, and then the position of the membrane hole is a little lower than the middle position of the sixth sound hole and the blow hole, and then there are two horizontal holes at the bottom of the back......"

After speaking, he turned the bamboo pipe over and said, "Roughly in this position." ”

Now Li Junge became interested and said, "Hahaha, that's easy, come, just do it!"

Ayin said: "The thickness and length of this bamboo pipe are similar to those I used in Miao Village, but the inner diameter is still a little smaller......

After speaking, he picked up a scraped round bamboo stick and said, "Well, the inner diameter is almost so big that it is appropriate." ”

Li Junge smiled: "Leave it to me, and you can do it in minutes!"

After speaking, he took a bamboo stick more than one meter long, which was just enough to reach into the bamboo pipe that Ayin brought, and coated it with resin and sand to make a sand file.

Spread a piece of linen cloth on the pottery workbench, put the bamboo pipe on it, insert the sand file into the bamboo pipe, then twitch the sand file back and forth with the right hand, and roll it with the palm of the left hand against the bamboo pipe, and start to polish the inner diameter of the bamboo pipe.

While polishing, I used Ayin to find the round bamboo stick and put it for comparison, and soon the bamboo stick could be smoothly put into the bamboo pipe, and the inner diameter of the flute was expanded into place.

Striving for excellence, Li Junge also wrapped a linen cloth in a sand file, inserted a bamboo pipe to polish the inside, and then used coconut oil to drip on it and polish it again, until the inner hole became extremely smooth.

Ayin stuck out his tongue: "It's so troublesome, I knew I wouldn't do it." ”

Li Junge smiled: "Don't! This is an elegant thing, Ayin, you surprised me too much, this must be done." Go back and ask Ding Lao to paint the whole poem, that's called a wonderful!"

Draw a straight line on the bamboo pipe, ask Ayin to play the flute, and press her fingers up.

The ink line is half dry, and after Ayin's finger goes up, a part of the ink line will be erased, and then one of the holes will be opened to get six sound holes.

After Ayin put her posture in place, Li Junge asked her not to move, and she took a bamboo pen by herself, ready to point out the position of the blow hole on the ink line in front of the middle of her lips.

Approaching Ayin's face, Li Junge stared at Ayin's lips with his eyes, but he didn't put down his pen for a long time.

Ah Yin maintained the posture of playing the flute and did not dare to move, but his face gradually turned red, and he couldn't help but fly a glance at Li Junge.

Li Junge collected his mind at this time, and said suddenly: "Ayin, your lips are so beautiful, if the bamboo pen in my hand is dipped in rouge, then it should be a word card, "Dian Jiang Lips". ”

After speaking, he took a bamboo pen and gently stroked it on the flute pipe, and a small cross appeared on the flute pipe.

Ayin relaxed as if he had been pardoned, handed him the flute and said, "Bad boy, you will laugh at me, and it's up to you next." ”

Li Junge laughed: "Look!"

After taking the ruler and the iron-legged compass, it is both a measure and a drawing, and the various holes of the flute are determined, first use a small hand drill to punch the shallow holes, and then use a large wooden drill to carefully open up the shallow holes, and polish them one by one.

After speaking, he handed the flute to Ayin: "Finish! Come, blow one!"

Ah Yin couldn't laugh at it: "Erpi, you are really music blind, you still have to put on the flute plug and paste the flute membrane! Give me the round bamboo stick just now." ”

Li Junge handed the round bamboo stick to Ah Yin, who inserted the bamboo stick into one end of the flute blowing hole, blocked the bamboo pipe, and then tore off a piece of bamboo film from the inside of a piece of raw bamboo, dipped it in water and stuck it on the membrane hole, and began to tune.

Ayin's memory and Li Junge's technique are no problem, at least Li Junge, who is a musician, can hear that all the notes of Dolai Mifaso Laxi are very positive.

Ah Yin nodded and began to adjust the position of the bamboo stick, and Li Junge heard that the pitch changed differently.

Ah Yin smiled at Li Junge and said, "Erpi, do you like to listen to the treble or the alto?"

Li Junge smirked stupidly: "Match your usual singing voice, and then when you teach me, I can accompany you." ”

Ayin glanced at Li Junge sweetly, adjusted it a few more times, took the pointed foot of the compass and carved the depth on the bamboo stick, and said to Li Junge: "You go and get a small piece of cork, fill it in, and this flute will be completed." ”

Li Junge immediately ran around and turned over a piece of cork branch and polished it into a round stick slightly larger than a bamboo stick.

Ah Yin took out a knife and took out a small section, re-engraved a scale in front of the position of the previous scale of the bamboo stick, compared to the thickness of the cork, and then smeared a layer of thin resin with water on the edge of the cork, and pushed the cork into the position where the bamboo stick had just arrived.

Then set the flute aside and take the tapioca flour to make the paste.

Seeing this, Li Junge was not idle, and began to take bamboo chips to cut and scrape, put them together into a small box, and also pasted linen cloth on the inside.

Ah Yin smiled: "Erpi, I'm going to paste the flute film, but what are you doing?"

Li Junge wrapped a sackcloth around a bamboo stick and said with a smile: "Although I can't play the flute, the literati know a lot of tricks. The one I just made is called the flute room, and the one I am making now is called the flute gall. When not in use, the flute gall is oiled into the flute and put into the flute chamber to protect it. ”

Ah Yin said: "Ouch, you really made it into an elegant thing, we don't pay so much attention to it on the mountain." ”

Li Junge said with a smile: "Just kidding, the outside of the flute has to be often passed with chili oil, and the flute will become more and more red and beautiful!"

"It was mentioned in the "Music Notes" that the flute is cleaned. Gai Gu's flute, the frost of cloud dreams, and the strange rhyme of the dragon's chanting. It can cleanse the evil spirit, accept the elegance and righteousness, and raise the righteous voice. The system is good. ”

"This musical instrument has always been the main part of the court of my Han family, and it has always been inseparable from the beautiful vision of governing the country and the pious hope of the country and the people. ”

Ah Yin couldn't help but stick out her tongue again, and said with a smile: "No wonder you are so serious, but we just use it to express our emotions and blow up our joy." ”

Li Junge said with a smile: "There's nothing wrong with it, the heart of heaven and the hearts of the people, the people listen to it, and it is originally the same." ”

Ah Yin glanced at him sideways, and also laughed: "The sky and the earth are big, and Erpi's tongue is the largest, anyway, you have a purr." ”

After the pulp is boiled, Ayin takes the flute, brushes a circle around the membrane hole, then takes a section of reed and cuts it, cuts the stitches of the small compass in the inner membrane into small squares, and then kneades the thumb and index finger into a small ball and then opens, some fine wrinkles appear on the reed membrane, and then straightens it again, and carefully sticks the reed membrane to the membrane hole, so that the membrane pattern and the bamboo pattern of the flute go horizontally.

Gently pressed the reed film a few times with his thumb, adjusted the tightness of the reed film, wiped off the excess tapioca pulp, looked up and smiled at Li Junge: "Erpi, it's okay, let's give it a try?"

Li Junge was already eager and said, "Is it finally good? ”

Ah Yin smiled slightly, picked up the flute with his left hand, led Li Junge with his right hand, came to the stone mill at the end of the dam, and asked him to sit in the corner of the stone mill big bluestone, standing beside him, facing the small lake, and put the bamboo flute horizontally to his mouth.

A beautiful and melodious flute sound sounded from the edge of the stone mill, through the treetops, over the leaves, over the small lake, echoing along the green mountains and valleys, and connecting with the moonlight sprinkled in the clouds.

The pure and flawless moonlight sprinkled on Ayin's beautiful face, the beauty is like jade, the moonlight is like water, and the flute sound is like a complaint.

Li Junge was fascinated by what he heard, and his heart was full of peace and joy.

Thought!

He felt himself turned into flowing water, into the mountain wind, and finally into moonlight, jumping on the sparkling lake, frolicking on the reeds in the treetops, and shuttling on the valley and gorge stream.

This feeling is like entering a Tai Chi space, where the body can fly freely with the mind.

The melodious prelude gradually dissipated in the valley, and a gentle and soft song took over leisurely.

It was the love song that Ayin sang in front of him when they fell in love - "Bird's Nest".

Li Junge couldn't help but murmur along with the music:

"A gentleman, a ghostly couple.

Gradually, the moon is coming.

The dry magpie is out of the hole, and the male and female are up.

Fortunately, Qingguang ......"

Thinking that the original word here does not fit the current state of mind, the ghost messenger casually changed it: "...... not yet"

The eyes of the two gradually converged, and they both remembered the charming moment on the mountain behind Miao Village, and their eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness.

A love song slowly dissipated, and Ah Yin put down the flute, but the eyes of the two continued to entangle, and they seemed to stay at this time and that time.

After a long time, only a "pop" sound was heard, and the two woke up from this dreamlike scene.

When I turned my head, I saw that the beard was full of dementia next to him, the mustache was still holding his right hand empty, and the pickup in his hand had fallen to the ground before he knew it.

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in the program.

Bell: "Music!"

Lune: "Music!"

Ion: "Music!"

Bell: "It's not just the magician's artistic accomplishment in bamboo lacquerware and architecture! Ingris's melodious flute sound touches the hearts of all of us! Where does her grace and beauty come from? This is the root, her beauty does not come from the outside, but from the heart! What is this? Oh! She is no longer Venus, she is no longer Athena, at this moment she is the embodiment of the goddess of the moonlight!"

Lune: "Oriental instruments, oriental music, oriental goddesses! My heart is drunk at the moment! What kind of song is this? Is the ancient, harmonious and beautiful words that Jungle just read out are the lyrics of this tune?"

Nian: "This is the greatest joy in life, a spring of fresh water in the hard life of the island, an enduring authenticity in human nature, a desire to love and be loved......"

Bell: "How can this be? A wilderness survival show, how can it be like this? Such an artistic conception feels like a sudden spring in the desert, and green grass suddenly grows on both sides, and then flowers bloom in the blink ......of an eye."

Lune: "Yes, the world is instantly cool, and the wind smells of flowers......"

Nian: "This ...... That's love...... I'm a little envious and jealous......"

Bale: "Rune, I have a feeling right now. ”

Lune: "I know, I miss my wife too, and I can't wait to give her a call right now and tell her I love her......"

Bale: "Why don't we fight now?"

Rune: "Good!"

Ion: "You ...... You're abusing...... In the ...... of discrimination In the trampling ...... Director, I'm asking for more money!"