One old and one young, now they are opponents, but sometimes they can't help but admire each other even though they are opponents. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Old man, let's go back to Tengcheng together, Tang Ru misses you." It was a pleasant night to talk, and Ye Chao showed his cards.

"Well, this, it's the same everywhere."

"In addition to the island or the island of this island country, I told you last night about Huangshan, Huashan, Lushan, Taishan, you have been to Lushan in addition to Lushan, but there are still many places in the country where you don't have time to go around, let's go back together, how about I accompany you for a walk?" Ye Chao said.

"Hehe, okay, if I don't go back with you, you still think I'm going to find someone to hit your plane." Tang Shan said with a smile.

Ye Chao said without blushing and panting: "Yes, you don't know that such a big target as an airplane is really easy to fight in the sky." Even if you don't get killed, if you fall from such a high place, the chance of surviving is very small, don't you really want to reward me with a few missiles, right? ”

"This won't happen, it's really too impactful, besides, people like you, you can't even kill with laser weapons, and you won't necessarily die if you fall off the plane, when the time comes, if you don't die, it will be the time for my Tang family to kill the door." Tang Shan said with a smile.

"I repeat, as long as you don't move me, I won't kill anyone in your family."

"Well, okay, I'll fly back with you." Tang Shan shook his head and asked people to go back and clean up in advance. And after he and Ye Chao finished walking, they really made a simple salute, got on the plane, and flew straight to Tengcheng.

He knew that if he didn't leave, Ye Chao, the little fox, would definitely have a way to let him go. He doesn't need to be forced, just let his subordinates keep doing stupid things to annoy him, it's enough for him to have a headache.

Tang Shanren is like a ghost, and it is expected that instead of this kind of thing happening, everyone will laugh slightly, so it is better to simply return to Tengcheng with Ye Chao. It can be regarded as a hostage and bodyguard for Ye Chao.

Besides, Tang Shan also wants to return to China to enjoy life in China.

No matter how good it is abroad, it is also abroad.

Others like foreign countries, so they like the freedom and openness of foreign countries, whether it is the openness of foreign countries or foreign beauties, Tang Wai has enjoyed most of his life and there is nothing new. On the contrary, it is domestic, which makes Tang Shan miss it even more.

I don't know if it's the physical properties of people or creatures, people are old, and they always miss their hometown, just like the feeling of returning to their roots.

When people arrived in Tengcheng, Ye Chao directly led Tang Shan to his home, which made Tang Ru startled at first sight.

thought that Tang Shan had been troubled by Ye Chao.

But then she looked different, she was relieved, and after talking, she realized that Ye Chao couldn't help her father, but he was still found by him and dragged back to China.

Tang Ru was originally a little depressed, but she was very happy to see Tang Shan, and lived in Ye Chao's villa for a few days in a row. During this period, the two chatted and played chess, and it turned out to be the feeling of meeting a bosom friend and hating each other.

This made Tang Ru very confused, originally she thought that she was more than ten years old, not an aunt but also a big sister. But now that he sees Ye Chao staying with his father, he feels that he is not his big sister anymore, but has the illusion of becoming someone's little niece.

"It's ...... Friends of the New Year? Tang Ru shook his head and sighed.

However, she is not the only one who sighs.

Ye Yingzhi was embarrassed to call her in-laws at first, but this in-laws were about the same age as her old father in the countryside, so it felt ......

It's hard to say, it's a little weird anyway.

"Uh, the legendary soulmate is hard to find, right?" Ye Yingzhi said, feeling weird.

Legend has it that Boya is good at playing the piano, and Zhong Ziqi is good at listening to the piano. When Boya played the tune of the high mountain, Zhong Ziqi said, "E's majesty is like Mount Tai"; When playing the tune of flowing water, Zhong Ziqi said again, "The ocean is like a river". After Zhong Ziqi's death, Boya stopped playing the piano, thinking that no one could understand his own music as well as Zhong Ziqi. Later, he used "bosom friend" as a metaphor for people who know him very well; Confidant and friend.

This is the story of the legendary "mountains and flowing water" and "bosom friends".

This story has touched people for thousands of years, and people are not envious of Yu Boya's superb piano skills, but envy that he met a person who can understand his piano sound - Zhong Ziqi.

Boya is good at drumming and piano, and Zhong Ziqi is good at listening.

Boya drum and qin, aiming at the high mountains, Zhong Ziqi said: 'Good, E's like Mount Tai!' 'Aiming at flowing water, Zhong Ziqi said: 'Good, like a river!' ’

What Boya reads, Zhongzi will get.

When the child died, Boya said that there was no more acquaintance in the world. It is a broken piano and no longer a drum. One year, Yu Boya was ordered by the King of Jin to envoy to the state of Chu. On August 15, he sailed to the mouth of the Hanyang River. In the event of wind and waves, moored under a hill. At night, the wind and waves gradually subsided, the clouds opened and the moon rose, and the scenery was very charming. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Yu Boya was in high spirits, took out the piano he brought with him, and played it attentively.

He played song after song, and just as he was completely immersed in the beautiful sound of the piano, he suddenly saw a man standing motionless on the shore. Yu Boya was taken aback, his subordinates exerted force, and with a "snap", one string was plucked.

Yu Boya was wondering why the people on the shore had come, when he heard the man say to him loudly: "Sir, don't be suspicious, I am a firewood collector, I came home late, and when I came here and heard you playing the piano, I felt that the sound of the piano was wonderful, and I couldn't help but stand here and listen." ”

Yu Boya took a closer look by the moonlight, and there was a load of dry firewood next to the person, and he was indeed a firewood collector. Yu Boya thought to himself: How can a woodcutter who collects firewood understand my piano? So he asked, "Since you know the sound of the piano, please tell me what kind of song I play?" ”

After listening to Yu Boya's question, the firewood man replied with a smile: "Sir, what you just played was the score of Confucius praising his disciple Yan Hui, but unfortunately, when you played the fourth sentence, the string broke. ”

The wood-gatherer's answer was good, and Yu Boya couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly invited him to come on the boat to talk. When the firewood man saw Yu Boya playing the qin, he said, "This is Yaoqin!" Legend has it that it was made by the Fuxi clan. Then he told the origin of this Yaoqin.

Listening to the story of the firewood beater, Yu Boya couldn't help but secretly admire it in his heart. Then Yu Boya played a few more songs for the wood-beater, asking him to recognize the meaning. When he played the piano majesticly and high-pitched, the firewood man said: "This sound of the piano expresses the majestic momentum of the mountains." ”

When the sound of the piano became fresh and smooth, the firewood beater said: "The sound of playing the piano after this expression is the endless flowing water." Yu Boya couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised when he heard it, no one could understand the heart he expressed with the sound of the piano in the past, but the woodcutter in front of him could hear it clearly.

Unexpectedly, under this wild ridge, he met a bosom friend he couldn't find for a long time, so he asked the name of the man who beat firewood to be Zhong Ziqi, and drank wine with him. The more they talked, the more speculative they became, they hated each other late, and they became brothers.

It is agreed that we will meet here again in the Mid-Autumn Festival of the following year.

In the Mid-Autumn Festival of the second year after shedding tears and saying goodbye to Zhong Ziqi, Yu Boya came to the mouth of the Hanyang River as promised, but he waited and waited, and he didn't see Zhong Ziqi come to the appointment, so he played the piano to summon this bosom friend, but after a long time, no one came.

The next day, Yu Boya asked an old man about Zhong Ziqi's whereabouts, and the old man told him that Zhong Ziqi had unfortunately contracted an illness and died. Before he died, he left his last words, he wanted to build the tomb by the river, and when they met on August 15, they would listen to the sound of Yu Boya's piano.

Listening to the old man's words, Yu Boya was very sad, he came to Zhong Ziqi's grave, and played the ancient song "High Mountain" sadly. After playing, he broke the strings, sighed, and smashed his beloved Yaoqin on the bluestone.

He said sadly: My only confidant is no longer alive, who else is playing this piano to? The friendship between the two "bosom friends" touched future generations, and people built a guqin platform where they met.

To this day, people often use the term "bosom friend" to describe the friendship between friends.

"Yu Boya Wrestling the Piano Xie Zhiyin". Introduce future generations to have poems to praise the clouds: snobbery and snobbery, who remembers the bosom friend? Boya does not pass away, and it is said that the piano is broken through the ages. Later generations have poems to praise and say: Whoever is drunk on the fifteenth day of the moon, and the poetry and friends share the end of the world. If the sub-period of the year is there, it will not make the yaoqin break into flowers.

Li Xiaoxi felt even more weird, and endured it for a long time before swallowing what she wanted to say into her stomach: "This is too bloody, your mortal enemy, you are so speculative, and you are still a bosom friend......

Maybe one day, when the wine is a thousand cups of confidants, you will suddenly die and live again when you talk about wine, and the master's routine is deep. In front of them, Li Xiaoxi felt that she was really too simple.