Chapter 168: The piano is sung, and friends come from afar
The current Gujing Village is no longer the remote and impoverished mountain village of the past.
Since Mo Fei moved here, all the changes that have unintentionally occurred due to his cultivation have made this small village hidden at the foot of Daqing Mountain very unique.
Although it was late autumn, it did not cause the grass and trees to wither and wither, and the entire green mountain was still lush and green.
It is the time of day when the birds return to their nests, and the entire Gujing Village is shrouded in the golden afterglow of the sunset.
At sunset, the red glow flies in the western mountains, and the burning clouds in the sky reflect half of the sky red, and Gujing Village seems to be inlaid with a layer of dazzling gold edges.
Under the setting sun, the tall and vigorous trees appear more and more condensed. Little birds chirped and flew back from all directions, standing on the branches of the trees, calling for companionship, chirping among the green leaves, pouring out among the green leaves, as if they were sharing with each other what they had seen and heard during the day.
The old locust tree at the entrance of the village seems to be more stout, and its lush branches and leaves cover the sky and the sun, like a canopy.
Zhao Wuye and Wang Sanpao, who had had dinner, gathered under the old locust tree as usual, chatting happily and leisurely.
Occasionally, one or two tourists stroll along the trails of the mountain village, attracted by the scenery of Gujing Village that is completely different from other places, and at the same time immerse themselves in the tranquility and tranquility unique to this mountain village.
At the foot of Daqing Mountain, in a small courtyard surrounded by flowers and trees, there was a melodious sound of guqin, such as the sound of mountain streams and springs, like ringing bells. The ethereal sound reminds people of the valley's orchids; The sound of the ancients, as if the wind is in the clouds.
In the sound of the piano, it conveys a kind of indifferent, tranquil and natural true meaning, which makes the listener calm, forget the mundane, and immerse himself in the moving beauty outlined by the sound of the piano.
After the song, several high-fives sounded in the courtyard.
Old Zhou, who was full of white hair and had a ruddy complexion, laughed and said: "Mo boy, you play the guqin really well, even people like me who don't understand the rhythm of music are attracted, and it seems that their mood is a little calmer." ”
Zhou Lao sat on a stone bench under the grape trellis. A small red peat stove is placed in the middle of the stone table. The mountain spring water in the clay pot is boiling and the milky white water vapor wafts in the small courtyard.
Old man Zhou held the teapot in his hand, his movements were not slow, he was slow and orderly, and between the turns, it was like Tai Chi hugging the circle, and the water was vibrating in the teacup, jumping sonorously, and the tea was washed like a war drum.
This old man has a strong and sincere temperament, which is above this tea ceremony, and it is like a battlefield fight, which makes people feel a sense of solemnity and majesty out of thin air.
On the long table under the tender bamboos in front of the window in the courtyard, there is a guqin, which is thick in shape and slightly round in head. In front of the guqin, a small incense burner is placed, and the curling cigarette smoke rises from the furnace, which is more leisurely and comfortable with the ancient sound of the qin.
After a song, Mo Fei stood up, walked to the stone table under the grape trellis, and said with a smile: "Old Zhou has won the award, but it is just to adjust the mood, it is Xiao Daoer." ”
"Xiaomo, don't be modest. When I was at the foot of the mountain, I heard the sound of the piano in the courtyard endlessly, like the flowing water of the mountains, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, which is really the sound of heaven. Such superb piano skills are really rare! ”
With the sound of words, the courtyard door creaked, and someone pushed it open, and several old men walked in, and it was the leader who spoke.
Mo Fei looked up and saw that they were all old acquaintances, and the people who came were the old experts of Chinese medicine that Mo Fei had met when he attended the medical exchange meeting in Jinghua City.
The one who praised Mo Fei's piano art was Taishan Beidou in the Chinese medicine industry, Zhang Zhongjing and Mr. Zhang. He was followed by Li Ke, a famous man in Jin Province, and Mr. Li and others.
Mo Fei came to prominence at the exchange meeting and told the secret of the Taoist doctor's lineage, and after the meeting, these old men couldn't sit still. For these elderly people who take medicine as their life, what is more important than improving their medical skills.
Several old Chinese medicine doctors led by Zhang Zhongjing discussed, simply, let's go to Gujing Village together.
The reputation of Gujing Village, several old men have also heard of it, in the past six months, there have been many strange appearances, and several people are also curious in their hearts.
Where such strange people as Xiaomo live in seclusion, it must be a place where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, not only to enjoy the scenery, but also to make progress in medical skills, and they are not happy. In this way, several old men came together.
To see this, it really lives up to its name, just like this evening, the sunset, the cottage, the smoke, the small temple with a corner of glazed tiles exposed in the green shade, the birds and birds that return late, the old cattle at the entrance of the village slowly and leisurely, and the little babies who run around in the village, are as beautiful as a painting. As soon as a few people came, they were deeply attracted.
After dinner, when I walked to the foot of the mountain, I heard a clear piano sound, which came from the small courtyard, and everyone was delighted, knowing that it was Mo Fei who had returned, so they pushed the door in.
"What Mr. Zhang said is true. The sound of this kind of piano is truly wonderful.
Gu Shiyun: Qingling is woody, tranquil and follows people's hearts. The heart accumulates peace and calmness, and the wood should be the first sound. The sound of Xiaoyouqin is upright, elegant, peaceful and natural, which shows the indifference of the heart.
As the saying goes, 'leaning on the piano to watch the crane dance, shaking the fan to attract the fragrance of the paulownia, this kind of leisure and fun, even the old decay is envious. ”
The person who spoke was Mr. Lu Xiuyuan and Mr. Lu.
Murphy also had a two-sided relationship with this old gentleman. The first time was a gift from Lu Lao in Gujing Village, and the second time was at the calligraphy and painting exhibition of Jinghua University, but I didn't expect this old man to come to Gujing Village with Zhang Zhongjing and a few others. (To be continued......)