Time goes back a little bit, and on the back porch of the painting boat of Zuiyun Building, Miss Ye Yihan is standing in front of the window with her personal maid Xiaoyue watching Liu Piaopiao's performance. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Sister, Liu Xingshou's dance is amazing, Xiaoyue has never seen it, it's very beautiful."

"Well, it's pretty good."

"Can we surpass her in performance? I saw that the people who watched her performance in various boats were already fascinated. ”

"I don't know", Ye Yihan replied lightly.

"Sister, why aren't you in a hurry at all, if everyone else likes Liu Xingshou's performance, the Oiran will be taken away by her."

"It's all at this time, what's the use of being anxious. But looking at the dance of Liu Piaopiao, it is indeed wonderful, especially the song she sang, which seems to be made specifically for this dance, interlocking, singing and dancing slowly, singing and dancing, singing and dancing in the song, they will be like water sleeves, and they will sing the words of kindness in the song, and they will look at them with beautiful eyes, which is very wonderful. Maybe Liu Piaopiao, like us, found this good ancient poem and created this dance separately. Didn't we also have this "Water Tune Song Head" to create this new dance? However, her ancient poem, Zhong Gongzi, who has a poor artistic conception, is far away from the "Water Tune Song Head" made for us. ”

As soon as the two finished discussing this song and dance, Liu Piaopiao's performance changed. The girls withdrew and turned into Liu Piaopiao's solo dance, singing the song "Qingyu Case" while dancing.

"Sister, I haven't heard of Liu Xingshou's song, it seems to be a new word tonight, it sounds very good."

"This poem must have been done by Su Yuefei."

"Although this song is good, Xiao Yue still feels that this song is still a big part of the song "Water Tune Song Head" that Zhong Gongzi made for us."

"Well, although this song is the best work tonight, it still can't be compared with Zhong Gongzi's song. After Liu Piaopiao's strange dance, he sang such a good new song, which seemed to be trying to smash his victory. In fact, she is self-defeating, and when we sing this supreme song, it will definitely make her lyrics have no bright spots. If she only performs this strange dance, it will be surprising, and we will be better than the words, and it will be difficult to distinguish them for a while, but as soon as she comes out, it is just the opportunity for us to compare her. ”

"Is Zhong Gongzi's poem really that good?"

"It's really wonderful."

"Sister, let me tell you something. Hehe, in fact, when I heard Zhong Gongzi chanting poetry under the window that day, I deliberately hit him with a pole. ”

"I know, I saw it a long time ago."

"Ah, sister, you know!" Xiao Yue couldn't help sticking out her tongue, and said: "I didn't expect this time to smash down, and really smash out a big talent, hehe, in fact, Zhong Gongzi is really interesting, I don't know if he will come to see us perform tonight?" Xiao Yue tilted her head and looked at Ye Yihan and said.

"Don't think about spring, how many times have you mentioned Zhong Gongzi this time. Hurry up and prepare, it's time for us to go on stage", in fact, Ye Yihan often thinks of Zhong Hao, and she wants to laugh when she thinks of Zhong Hao. That day, he didn't want to write a poem for himself, but after complaining to himself, he immediately wrote such a wonderful poem for himself, and it seems that he is also a person who pities flowers and cherishes jade. And he is obviously talented, but he claims to be a snack shop, which is really a strange person.

Liu Piaopiao's performance is over, and it's time for Ye Yihan to take the stage.

……

All of a sudden, the lights around the stage dimmed.

The splendid lanterns around the stage were removed, and only the full moon in the sky sprinkled the stage with moonlight and silver glow.

Under the reflection of the bright moon, Ye Yihan moved the lotus step lightly, and stepped on the stage, followed by a little beauty with a delicate temperament, holding a white porcelain flute in her hand, and moved slowly.

Ye Yihan wore a scholarly robe as white as snow, and a scholar's hair bun with green silk, tied up with a silk belt as white as snow, like a scholar's scarf on his hair. She gracefully stepped onto the stage, walked to the long bar of the stage, and stood still by the railing. The delicate little beauty with the flute in her hand walked to the music seat and knelt down elegantly.

Zhong Hao took a closer look, it turned out that the little beauty with a temperament turned out to be Xiao Yue, Ye Yihan's personal maid who he had seen that day, and he didn't expect that this little girl was quite talented.

When the bright moon was in the sky, a cold silver light was sprinkled, and the Nanyang River was sparkling and scaly, reflecting Ye Yihan's slender figure.

At this time, Ye Yihan was like a white-robed scribe, raising his chin slightly, looking up at the bright moon in the sky, and the silhouette was indescribably moving.

Xiao Yue brought the porcelain flute to her lips, stretched her fingers and pressed it, and the melodious sound of the flute came out. This kind of porcelain flute is very precious, it is fired by the official kiln of Ruzhou, white as velvet, smooth as fat. This kind of porcelain flute is fired into a hundred porcelain flutes, and only one or two are in tune, but if they are in tune, the sound of the blowing is far purer than that of the bamboo flute.

As Qingyue's melodious Dong Xiao song came out, Ye Yihan's long sleeves were raised, and she was already dancing, and at the same time, a melodious singing voice came out of her mouth, perfectly blending with the sound of Qing Yue's Dong Xiao.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know what year the palace is, I want to go back by the wind, and I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the height is not cold. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. ”

All the people were stunned, first stunned by Ye Yihan's singing, his singing voice was as melodious as a hole flute, with a trace of unique magnetism, melodious, like a cloud, watching the performance on their respective boats, although the literati were a distance away, it sounded as if in front of them. Its sound quality is also clear and empty, quiet and ethereal, very beautiful.

Immediately afterwards, they were stunned by the new lyrics sung by Ye Yihan: "When is the bright moon, ask the wine Qingtian, I don't know what year the Tiangong Palace is, I want to go back by the wind, and I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the height is not cold." Dance to figure out what the shadow seems to be in the world, "What an extraordinary artistic conception this is, what a beautiful rhetoric this is, what a wonderful picture this is." Especially with Ye Yihan, who seems to be a white-robed scholar, which is different from what he has seen before, it seems to have been specially created for this word, with some vigorous dancing posture in the grace.

The bright moon in the sky, which was as bright as a jade plate, was reflected on the stage, and Ye Yihan seemed to be dancing in the Moon Palace.

This dance was indeed created by Ye Yihan himself. After Ye Yihan got this wonderful song that Zhong Hao made for her, she closed her door in Xiaolou, devoted herself to research, looking for inspiration, and created this dance with Xiaoyue that was very different from the traditional dance style.

In fact, Ye Yihan is also a master of dance skills, but he usually likes Yajing, and his talent is very high, so he prefers quieter lyrics and singing, and his dance skills have never really been shown in front of everyone.

"It's perfect!" Zhong Hao praised in his heart.

Zhong Hao had heard Teresa Teng's pop music singing method in later generations, and also heard Faye Wong sing, and at that time I felt that they had a sweet voice and an ethereal singing voice, and they both sang very beautifully and beautifully. But now hearing Ye Yihan's classical singing that seems to have both Teresa Teng's sweetness and Faye Wong's ethereal singing style is heartwarming.

Ye Yihan's singing voice seemed to penetrate his body and directly touched the depths of his heart. Coupled with the white-clothed solo dance created by Ye Yihan alone for this word, Zhong Hao was fascinated by it.

Not only Zhong Hao was fascinated, but all the audiences on the various boats tonight seemed to be stunned when they saw such a wonderful and dreamy performance, and they were all moved and fascinated.

Su Yuefei and his friends originally wanted to wait for Ye Yihan's performance to belittle: what lyrics are not novel enough, the music is not in tune, the dancing is not beautiful enough, etc., etc., anyway, they have to do their best to fight.

But they have never heard the song Ye Yihan sings now, Ye Yihan dances as if the scholar is alone with the novel dance method of Yue Yonghuai, which is also very different from the dance he has seen in the past, and the style is very different, which is impossible to compare.

As for the ...... words she sang, no matter how arrogant he was, he didn't dare to say that the words were bad. At this time, the literati had a fanaticism of selfishness and paranoia about good words, and as long as a literati could chant one or two good words, he could be arched like a guest by dignitaries, how much magic was this?

Su Yuefei looked at a few talented friends around him who were going to accuse Ye Yihan of his shortcomings in performance, at this moment, he was fascinated by the beautiful woman dancing under the moon, and chanted this eternal swan song with a beautiful and wonderful voice like a hundred spirits, Su Yuefei consciously closed his mouth very self-consciously.

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for a long time,"

All the people watching the performance on the boat boat and on both sides of the river held their breath, and they didn't dare to breathe, for fear that a little noise would disturb them to hear every word Ye Yihan sing.

On the entire Nanyang River, it seems that only Ye Yihan is there with a day of starlight and moonlight, and a lake breeze is dancing and singing there, and the beautiful singing voice is rippling like the sound of heaven......

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know what year the heavenly palace is. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for a long time,"

When Zhong Hao listened to Ye Yihan's beautiful voice with both Teresa Teng's sweetness and Faye Wong's ethereal voice, reinterpreting this song "Water Tune Song Head, When Will the Bright Moon Exist", an indescribable thought suddenly came to his heart.

Zhong Hao's thoughts unconsciously drifted to a thousand years later, his own era, and the sudden thoughts made him feel a little painful. I wonder if my little sister has now come out of the shadow of losing herself? In the future, every festive season, my little sister will have to live alone and lonely, I hope he will quickly find a husband who loves her and loves him!

When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it in the past? The buildings and characters around him should all be things that can only be glimpsed in the pile of old papers, but now they really appear in front of him, and the world he has lived in for more than 20 years is more like a dream of Nanke.

The only thing that connects one's past and present seems to be the bright moon in the sky. Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, I don't know that Zhou's dream is Hu Die, and Hu Die's dream is Zhou? Which one is real and which one is illusory, Zhong Hao was a little confused for a while.

Today's people don't see the old times and moons, and the bright moon of the old days shines on today's people.

A hundred tastes, a thousand years in an instant, like a dream for a while. Zhong Hao couldn't tell what kind of mood it was, but his heart was infinitely sour, and before he knew it, he had already burst into tears.

Listening to this lyrics, Fu Bi has another feeling in his heart: the failure of the New Deal, the sinister journey of the eunuchs, the gathering of relatives and the lack of separation, the difficulty of stretching ambitions, the joy of tonight, and the clutch of tomorrow...... Suddenly, countless ups and downs came to my heart.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together Chanjuan......" chewing on the words that Ye Yihan chanted repeatedly, and unconsciously, Fu Bi was already a little tearful.

When Zhu Wenli heard this, he was thinking about his youthful style, fresh clothes and angry horses, and now that time flies, he is also gone, he is gray-haired, and he can never return to his youth. Only the bright moon in the sky, with the young man in his fresh clothes and angry horses to the gray-haired old man, but the full moon is lacking, and it remains unchanged for eternity.

The same word, evoking different feelings of different people, is a wonderful word, and its magic is as good as ever.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky", when Ye Yihan sang the last time, Zhong Hao sang unconsciously and harmonized, and the sour tears slowly flowed to his lips, with a touch of saltiness.

In the Nanyang River painting boat, more people on both sides of the river began to respond to the sound, and gradually converged into a common voice, and those who couldn't remember the lyrics and songs gently used their hands to make a beat.

When everyone sang in harmony, only Su Yuefei was stunned. Su Yuefei's words from himself can be regarded as the best work tonight, but now when he compares his words with the words that Yuefei chanted, they are really bricks and rubble, and they are not worth mentioning.

The sound of the flute is melodious, and under the moonlight in the sky, Ye Yihan is still dancing, singing softly, like a fairy in the Moon Palace. Su Yuefei couldn't help but think of a sentence in his heart that he often laughed at the mediocre words made by mediocre literati who competed with him in poetry: "How can the light of rice grains compete with the bright moon." ”

Everyone sang this song again and again with Ye Yihan, but it was silent.

Many people have salty astringencies on their lips, because they can't help but think of their own secluded past, the separation of their relatives, the ups and downs of their careers, the failure of their imperial examinations, and their failure in business......