On this day, Koizumi Shenxiu was secretly crying outside the house, and an old man suddenly walked in the distance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info He was slender, wearing a green cloth gown, holding a huqin with both hands, and he walked tremblingly, as if he could fall in the wind at any time, which made people's hearts hang. Koizumi Shenxiu and this old man have been connected several times, knowing that this is Mr. Mo Da of "Xiaoxiang Night Rain", he hurriedly bowed and greeted. Mr. Mo said curiously, "You are such a big girl, what are you crying and crying here? What sad past is it that deserves you to be like this?"

Koizumi Shenxiu was kind-hearted and unwilling to hide anything in front of the elders, so he told the secret feelings of Shangguan Yanyang's depression and the danger of the Matsue headquarters of the Sea Gang, and shed tears as he spoke. Mr. Mo Da pondered, "I am old, and I don't want to care about the rights and wrongs of these rivers and lakes. But Shangguan carried forward such a prosperous age, but he was willing to fall and wash his face with tears all day long. Life is a long and rough road, when will this be the end? I can't watch this young man give up on himself, I have to think of a way. After saying this, Mr. Mo Da found a nearby stone and sat down, held the qin in his left hand and the bow in his right hand, and babbled and played the huqin. Koizumi Shenxiu was puzzled, thinking to himself that your old gentleman said that if you want to find a way, then think of a good way, why did you suddenly play the huqin again? But then, Koizumi Shenxiu began to feel a kind of loneliness, like the evening breeze gradually rising at dusk, quietly coming. The low sound of the huqin is like a river at sunset, and the waves rush abruptly, taking away endless joys and sorrows, successes and failures. Immediately afterwards, the sound of the huqin was a little faster, but it was more worried and painful, like a child lost in the jungle, and like a lonely goose in the sky. After a while, the sound of the huqin became more lingering and sad, and a kind of boundless sadness was like a drifting twilight, from faint to thick, gradually covering the vibrant grassland, covering the isolated village, blocking the flowing water in the glow, and making people cry. Koizumi seemed to see those hidden joys of his own, those sunny days, those wishes that could never be fulfilled, melted away as quickly as ice and snow in the sun, and flowed away as quickly as the sand in his hand...... She couldn't help but despair and grief, and finally couldn't help but sob. And Shangguan Hongyang in the house was also infected by the sound of the huqin, he opened the door and cried opposite Koizumi Shenxiu. In the end, the two of them were deeply trapped in sentimentality and couldn't extricate themselves, so they simply wailed and cried as if no one was around. Even when the sound of the huqin stopped, I didn't know it.

After a long time, Koizumi Shenxiu was still sad about himself, but he heard Shangguan carry forward and say, "Mr. Mo Da is so miraculous that he can play a piece of the piano so deeply and deeply that he feels sorry for himself, which is really rare in the world." Mr. Mo Da smiled indifferently and said, "This song 'Pale Twilight', because of the poignant sound quality, blindly brings tears to people, I haven't played it for 20 years." It's just that just now, I saw that the two of them were full of worries, and they were stuck in their chests, afraid that they would be sick. Therefore, without the consent of the two of you, I played in vain, hoping to help you channel your emotions and open your mind, and I did not intend to make you cry and make a fool of yourself in public. Please also ask the two of you to be able to sea Han. ”

Shangguan carried forward, "The seniors are kind-hearted, how dare the late students blame them? It should be said that it is too late to thank them." These days, the late life has been muddy and painful. If it weren't for the intention of the predecessors to relieve it, I'm afraid sooner or later it would have to be insane. Now after crying, although tears wet clothes and a little embarrassed, but the spirit is indeed much better. The predecessors have wonderful hands, quite miraculous effects, and people are very admirable. Koizumi Shenxiu had also returned to normal at this time, and complimented on the side, "Mr. Mo's song is lingering and touching my heart." It is a great blessing for the younger generations to be able to listen to it today. Don't say anything else. In the future, the younger generations walked on the rivers and lakes, and they also had a certain amount of conversation, saying that on a certain year, month, and day, Mr. Mo Da of 'Xiaoxiang Night Rain' played a special song for me. Think about it, who doesn't look up to me?"

Mr. Mo laughed and said, "Don't blame you, as for these praises, you dare not take them seriously, and the so-called talking points and the like are just adding to the joke." I am very self-aware, and I am far from having such a transcendent status in the rivers and lakes. After a long laugh, Mr. Mo's tone gradually became heavy, "However, forgive me for being disrespectful to the old man, gossip this time." The distress in the heart of the Shenxiu girl, I just had a general understanding, and I was indeed worried. But you are a high-ranking official, a handsome son, why do you have such a depressed will? It stands to reason that your father's hatred is not shared. Since Xiang Wan doesn't remember the old love and kills your father, you can also return a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye. If the strength is not enough, you can also invite people. As long as you open the golden mouth, even if you are old and talented, you can also beat the side drum and press the foot. You don't take revenge, you huddle in this farmhouse all day long, how can there be a little bit of your father Shangguan Yunlei's unruly appearance and clear grievances, and where can there be a little bit of your master Linghu Chong's chic and willful, open-minded and cheerful style? Who are you worthy of sinking yourself like this?"

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