Ye Shanlan boldly glanced at Xu Bing, she was munching on an omelette, without the slightest abnormality.

"What's wrong?" As if sensing Ye Shanlan's gaze, Xu Bing raised his head and said.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing ......," Hayama Lan stammered, her eyes subconsciously glancing towards the floor.

"Is there anything on the floor?" Xu Bing put down his chopsticks and looked sideways, "It's nothing, what else is there besides the shadows of the two of us?" ”

"It's nothing." Ye Shanlan tried to make her expression more natural, and said, "Let's eat quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold." ”

After breakfast, Xu Bing asked, "Shan Lan, do you have any arrangements for today?" ”

Ye Shanlan wiped the corners of her mouth and said, "I'm going to take a stroll here, I've done my homework before, this is an ancient town with a long history, there should be a lot of interesting buildings, I'm going to take a good tour, what, do you want to come together?" ”

Xu Bing took out two apples from the refrigerator, threw one to Ye Shanlan, and said, "Shanlan, do you know what attractions are the most boring?" ”

Ye Shanlan took the apple and said, "I don't know, the crowded attractions of the Golden Week? ”

Xu Bing took a bite of the apple fiercely, and said vaguely: "No, the attractions in my hometown, or where I live, are the most boring, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, I will definitely get bored of watching it every day." ”

"This ...... Well, I don't quite agree, but I can't think of anything to refute it. Ye Shanlan picked up his bag, stuffed the apple into it, and said, "Anyway, I'm a newcomer who has just settled here, so the scenery here is still very attractive to me, okay, I'm leaving, by the way, I don't think I will come at noon, I'll see you in the evening." ”

"See you in the evening." Xu Bing said, watching Ye Shanlan walk out of the door.

……

This is indeed an ancient town that has not been developed by tourism, of course, this also means that many of the ancient buildings have not been well protected, the broken beams and broken monuments that can be seen everywhere make Ye Shanlan feel distressed, the ancient buildings have been arbitrarily converted into facades, and the trucks have crushed the bluestone slabs...... In short, Ye Shanlan was disappointed, this was not the ancient town she had imagined before, but a town that mixed modern and ancient, rough and mixed together, just like pies and pizzas were put together haphazardly, not only could not blend with each other, but the flavors also conflicted.

Ye Shanlan has been shopping for almost a morning, her legs are sore, but she hasn't gotten any harvest and joy, and she is slowly regretful and distressed, and this low mood finally changed when she walked across a small stone bridge.

The stone bridge is also old, in addition to the bridge deck, the entire bridge body is covered with thick moss, the bridge deck is very smooth, it seems to have been repaired and protected, of course, it is also related to the location here is a little remote, and the flow of people is very small.

At the head of the bridge, under an old locust tree, a thin old man is pulling an erhu.

As a young woman in literature and art, she still has some musical literacy, not necessarily saying that she has to know any musical instrument, but she will always be able to listen to it. Ye Shanlan likes classical music, both Western and folk music such as guzheng and pipa, and doesn't know much about erhu, but she also has a few CDs and has heard a few live performances of erhu. For some reason, the audience for folk music is not very wide, and correspondingly, even some master live performers can afford tickets.

The erhu tune played by the old man is not very good in terms of pitch, but this is still Ye Shanlan's biggest gain so far, this is not a standard professional erhu tune, but this is art.

Ye Shanlan listened to a friend who studied music talk, not to say how long he has studied professional knowledge, how many vocal methods he has mastered, or what degree he has obtained to be called art, in all so-called "art" colleges, only skills can be taught to students, how to rise from skills to art, completely depends on themselves, to put it mildly, it depends on understanding.

The most fundamental foundation of art lies in the expression and catharsis of emotions, that friend has traveled all over the world, listened to the herdsmen on the prairie to a long tune, listened to a Qin dialect on the loess high slope, he burst into tears, because that is art, relatively, he has also heard some so-called music students, some well-known musicians play, listening to him just want to sleep. He once said a little harshly that listening to those guys (who had only learned the technique) was no different from listening to a chainsaw sawing wood, because it was the sound of machinery, and what was the difference between a sawing machine and a violin-playing machine?

Hayama Lan had only heard him say this, but he had not encountered it, and this time, she had met it, and she had met an artist.

The sound (timbre) of the erhu always gives people a sad feeling, and of course, there are also erhu tunes like "Horse Racing", but I don't know if it's preconceived or some other reason, Ye Shanlan has always thought that the erhu itself is suitable for playing those songs with pathos.

The old man under the locust tree also played a sad tune, and Ye Shanlan didn't need to hear the specific track, but she could feel the emotions contained in it.

Ye Shanlan sat on the stone bench next to her, and in the erhu tune, she seemed to be in history, feeling the rise and fall of change, and the impermanence of the world.

……

Tianbao fifteen years, the military disaster arises, there is a Xu family, the ancestral residence of Zhenzhou, in order to avoid the disaster, the family moved to Huainan, see the auspicious clouds rising here, think that Ruizhao, so settle here, the name says: Yunsheng County. The county is located in a secluded place, the county is full of mountains, there is Huaishui communication, the land is barren, there is no agricultural mulberry, there are many good trees in the mountains, the county people cut the wood and straightened, make tables, chairs and cabinets, and make a living. Later, there are three Xu brothers, said Fang Huai, Fang Liu, Fang Bai, good at making longevity wood, fine skills, famous. There is a silver good king, get a nan, the crystal is abnormal, and there is the sound of gold and stone, and the rate of silk and bamboo. Great joy, life system, axe chisel are not into also, all over the visit to the longevity craftsman and no one can do anything, Wen Yunsheng County has a good longevity person, ordered to recruit, ordered to make longevity. When the Xu brothers saw this, they fell to the ground and wept bitterly. When the king of Yinshan heard this, he was puzzled and asked why. Fang Huai said: This Nan has practiced for thousands of years, will become a great weapon, but how to suffer this robbery, there is resentment, to make this wood, need to be infiltrated with the blood of the closest relatives, in order to calm the anger, the king wants to make this wood, will order my brother to spill blood on the top, the dearest people will die, so there is a big cry. Yinshan Wang Er said: Since there is this law, it should be the royal system. Left and right to plane its henchmen, blood sprinkled with this nan, soaked, insufficient, will be fangliu also planed henchmen, enough. Fang Bai weeps, with the hand as the axe, chopping and chiseling for longevity, longevity, Fang Bai also died, dying said: blood-stained wood, how to live. Yinshan was obedient and ordered to slaughter seventy-one households in Yunsheng County......

With a sonorous sound, the erhu sound stopped, and the old man looked at Ye Shanlan and said, "Little girl, you shouldn't come here, go back." ”

PS: I made up that passage of classical Chinese, and the level is very inferior, I'm really sorry. Ask for recommendations, click, and favorites!