The sky was dark.

The night fog will lift, and the stone road will be a little wet.

The four words of "Jianghai Tea Society", the penmanship is elegant, and a little unexpected, "skimming" is like waving away wantonly, "squeezing" is like water covering can not be closed, there is a rush of meaning, but there is no opening and closing, but it is like the handwriting of a certain talent.

The curtain is closed.

Who will taste the tea so early?

So early, who will come to the city to taste tea?

There were no lights in the tea house. The dim sky is reflected in the inner hall, which further sets off the spaciousness of the inner hall.

Who are you waiting for when you come to the tea house so early?

The person they were waiting for was in the church at the top of the tower.

The shopkeeper of the tea house is surnamed Liu, who stayed abroad in the late Qing Dynasty, participated in the revolutionary army when he was young, and was still a very prestigious general when Cai raised troops. The scenery of the past is like a white horse, and now it is gray-haired.

It may be that he was influenced by Western culture when he was young, and the old shopkeeper Liu would come to this church every morning to sing hymns.

Liu Lao Shopkeeper actually did not believe much in Allah, the paradise of the West, and his habit of singing poetry was mainly due to meeting a famous music teacher, and this famous teacher, who was about his age, was proficient in Western music.

This famous teacher, his name is Xie Shutong.

Liu Lao shopkeeper has been fighting for half his life, swords and swords, and his career as a horseman, and finally one day he found that there is such a wonderful thing in this world - music.

Music made him forget all the tiredness and burden, so the old shopkeeper Liu seemed to have found a new home in life, and opened a "Jianghai Tea House" in the downtown area, specializing in music and tea art.

The running hall of the tea house hurriedly came to report, saying that there was a guest visiting. Old Shopkeeper Liu had just finished singing today, greeted the rising sun, and looked at a note brought by Runtang. When the note was unfolded, Old Shopkeeper Liu's expression moved slightly.

When the old shopkeeper Liu walked into the inner hall from the back hall of the tea house, the two tea guests waiting in the inner hall sat up.

"Two, please come inside and talk." His voice is old, but it still has a battle-hardened certainty. A handsome, handsome, white-haired, but imposing face appeared in front of the two tea guests.

These two tea guests, naturally Wu Tongguang and Li Wutong, have gone through the exhaustion of running around, sitting in this tea house, a cup of steaming tea, is a great enjoyment.

The appearance of the old shopkeeper Liu lifted the spirits of the two - they were worthy of being battle-hardened old men, and sure enough, Wu Tongguang got up and explained his intentions, because he didn't understand Western music, he came to ask for the score of a song composed by Master Huiyun.

Old Shopkeeper Liu introduced the two of them to the two of them, both of whom looked like scholars.

Old Shopkeeper Liu then asked, "This was originally a trivial matter, but I don't know what the relationship between the two of you and Master Huiyun is?" "The note that Wu Tongguang asked people to pass to him in advance was written a poem by Master Huiyun.

Wu Tongguang said: "Old man, if you ask, I really don't hide it, in fact, the two of us just admire Master Huiyun, but they have nothing to do with each other. ”

Old Shopkeeper Liu had regret in his eyes, and said, "Old Man thought that you were Master Huiyun's nephews and cronies. After finishing speaking, he asked the students to add tea to Wu Tongguang and Li Wutong.

Wu Tongguang said: "Although the two of us have nothing to do with Master Huiyun, we also admire Master Huiyun's peerless talent and world-saving mind. ”

Wu Tongguang said: "In the past, when I humiliated my rivers and mountains, and when the country was in crisis, Master Huiyun was like sacrificing his life to save the country and save the people, it is indeed Buddhism that shines on all sentient beings, and now the world is in turmoil, and the people are not living, we, as juniors, should pay tribute to the Master and do what we are doing to save the country and save the people!" ”

Old Shopkeeper Liu's heart lit up, and he had roughly guessed the origin of Wu Tongguang and Li Wutong, but he didn't say anything, and then said: "I see that the little brother has a lot of wisdom, and he must have studied what the master has learned for a long time. ”

Wu Tongguang said: "I don't dare to study intensively, what I came down to ask for advice was a score by the master back then. He paused for a moment, and then continued: "Most of it is because I have a relationship with Mr. Liu, I heard someone sing 'outside the long pavilion, by the ancient road' for the first time in Nanjing a few years ago, it was you, Mr. Liu." So, when I encountered a problem today, I was the first to think of this tea house. ”

"Oh? What kind of score is it, the mage's songs are widely sung, and it should be easy to find. ”

"It's a song "Returning to Yan"."

Old Shopkeeper Liu thought for a while and asked, "But the song 'How many days has the east wind passed the cold food, and the autumn flowers have come to an end'?" ”

"Exactly." Wu Tongguang said.

Old Shopkeeper Liu said slowly: "This song is indeed composed by the mage, the lyrics and songs are beautiful, Master Huiyun is really a rare strange person in the world!" ”

Wu Tongguang said: "Since the old gentleman knows this song, I hope the old gentleman can record the brief score of this song." ”

Old Shopkeeper Liu ha: "Little brother, since you have fate, let Lao Yu personally record the score for you." ”

Wu Tongguang asked curiously, "Old man, what do you mean......?"

The old shopkeeper Liu said: "It's okay, go get paper and pen." After a while, two students presented pen and paper to the table. Old Shopkeeper Liu smacked his tea and said with a smile: "Then let's start now!" ”

I only heard the old shopkeeper Liu sing:

"A few days of east wind and cold food, autumn flowers have been over, the sparse forest is lonely and becomes swallow flying, and the low whispers are whispering. Murmuring. Carving Liang Spring to dream like smoke, green courtyard singing strings, Wuyimen Lane donate autumn fans. The branches of the trees are slanting and sleepy, and the grass leaves the pavilion late. It's better to go back to the hometown mountain. The old mountain is faintly long. Murmuring, it's better to go back to the hometown mountain. ”

The old shopkeeper Liu sang slowly, his voice was steady and quiet, which made this song even more extraordinary. He spit out words like pearls and jade, mellow tone, singing to "the end of the world and the grass leaves the pavilion late", the vicissitudes of life are as vast as people see, and the last sentence "It's better to go back to the hometown mountain", and it seems to be sincere and consoling.....

The old shopkeeper Liu sang loudly, patted the table with his hand, and made peace with his voice. Li Wutong didn't understand the lyrics at all, but when he heard Liu Lao Shopkeeper sing, he was stupid: "This song is so beautiful!" At that time, Liu Lao Shopkeeper sang in his mouth, Wu Tongguang resonated in his heart, and all he felt was all these years of wandering career, he thought: "'It's better to go back to my hometown mountain', but where is my 'hometown mountain'?" ”

He sang and wrote, slowly recording the score, only to see rows of notes appear on the paper:

1.231——4560——3.651——3.23

1.231——4560——3.651——3.23

140150——140150——1.65.3——13212——

......

"It's better to go back to the hometown ......" he sang twice, the last sentence has a deep charm, time and space seem to stop, the meaning of returning in the lyrics and songs goes straight to the hearts of the people, this emotion is like a prosperous end, autumn is like a river, and the aftermath ripples, spreading around......