Qiu Yuan stretched out his hand to Ah Zhe and said, "Hello, my name is Qiu Yuan, and I am ......"

"I'm Ah Zhe."

Before Akimoto could finish speaking, Ah Zhe shook Akimoto's hand perfunctorily, and then with some pride in his next sentence, he turned around and continued to chat with Salo.

Salo saw this scene in her eyes, but she couldn't say anything, Ah Zhe's temperament was like this, it was wronged Qiuyuan.

Seeing him like this, Akimoto didn't bother to talk to him, and he was bored.

At this time, Dai Li came with a plate and handed Akimoto a cup of coffee, and Akimoto thanked him and took it, and saw Mataris carrying a tape recorder to the living room.

"Mr. Mataris, what are you?"

"Ah, that's right, I haven't seen the instrument you have yet, I wonder if I can record it later?"

Mataris asked, somewhat embarrassed.

For Mataris, collecting the sounds of unpopular instruments has been a hobby he has developed since childhood, and he is more than happy to learn these unpopular instruments and try to take them to a bigger stage.

Judging from the appearance of the erhu, Mataris could tell that it was a stringed instrument, but he was very curious and looking forward to how those two strings could play a tune.

"No problem, Mr. Mataris is good at recording, but I just hope it doesn't spread too much."

"That's for sure, when will the Akimoto brothers start playing?"

Looking at Mataris's expectant and curious look, Akimoto was a little amused and emotional, so he set up his bow, posed it, and said, "Let's start now." ”

Seeing that Akimoto was about to play, Salo touched Ah Zhe's head and asked him to sit on the sofa, and then sat down himself.

The melodious and long sound of music came out of the barrel, as if the notes could be seen fluttering in the air of the living room, which made people feel open and peaceful when they listened to it, and recalled the beautiful and happy things that had happened.

Salo listened to Akimoto's music, and also remembered the beautiful scenes he experienced with Pesch when he was young, and unconsciously smiled softly, his eyes closed slightly, leaning on the sofa and quietly browsing the marquee-like picture in his mind.

Mattaris and Deli are both professional musicians, and unlike Salou, they enjoy the music with a bit of analytical thinking, and find that the sound of the erhu is really good, and the timbre is also very suitable for various performance occasions.

Similar instruments include the violin, but they can't produce such a unique sound, and the artistic conception is also indescriptible to other instruments.

However, if you want to use the erhu as the main instrument, there are too few instruments that can be used with the erhu, and the music is difficult to compose.

But if you want to make it up, you just need to spend some energy, and the gimmick of this new type of unpopular instrument is actually quite sufficient, and the most important thing is that it sounds very good.

Hearing the first half of the song, this is the kind of thought that Mataris and Deli have most to admire, and the couple has already made up their minds to ask Akimoto for advice on how to play this instrument.

But in the melodious and quiet sound of the piano, Ah Zhe got up and left with disdain.

Although he also paid attention to the basic etiquette of not making noise when he got up, Akimoto noticed his departure.

Akimoto doesn't care about him, anyway, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to make trouble, he likes to listen to it or not, and he just wanted to pull it to Grandma Salou.

Just after Ah Zhe left, the song entered the middle stage, and the tune gradually turned from flat to low, not the kind of tune that makes people hear sadness as soon as they hear it, but gives people a feeling of being in a rainy dusk, with a breeze blowing and a faint coldness.

This piece was taught to Akimoto by an old man who played the erhu in the nursing home, and he was in his nineties at that time.

The old man said that he and Hua Yanjun created this song together, but later failed to create this song, Hua Yanjun was blind, and he had no intention of creating it during that time.

Only later, the old man will complete the rest alone.

The old man was born in the era when there was nothing, his parents were poor, and a rag coat wore through the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In order to make ends meet, his parents sold the old man, who was born at that time, to a wealthy family in the town, and took a sum of money and ran further south.

The old man was ignorant, he didn't know anything, he became a young master from a child from a poor family, and was arranged by his parents to learn piano and foreign music.

But he doesn't like it, he likes the erhu, he likes the pipa.

When the old man became an adult, he took the opportunity to take care of his business, went to Wuxi to do business, and met Hua Yanjun, who was still playing music in Taoism.

The old man was also a young talent at that time, and his heart was naturally arrogant, and when he heard Hua Yanjun's harsh criticism, he immediately proposed to fight with Hua Yanjun unconvinced.

So the two played the piano in the pavilion for an afternoon, from the erhu to the pipa, the pipa to the five-stringed piano, and finally the two found that their hobbies were so similar, and they immediately felt sorry for each other.

After a glass of wine, the two who were seven or eight years apart became confidants, and since then they have been discussing piano art back and forth, so uncomfortable.

The old man and Hua Yanjun composed the whole half of this piece, which is the memory and memory of the quiet and beautiful time in that era.

But later, Hua Yanjun suffered from eye disease, lost his sight, and lost his job as presiding over the Dharma and could only make a living from performing arts.

The old man later discovered his identity, but the old man knew that even if he stepped forward to reveal his identity, he would not admit it, so he had to secretly help until Hua Yanjun died.

When an old friend died, the old man was so sad that he inadvertently turned out the half of the song that the two of them had written together, so he wrote the music behind closed doors, wrote this song, and played it every time he missed his old friend.

The second half of the song is endless longing, and that deep emotion is hidden in the sound of the drizzle, so that Akimoto, who heard this song for the first time, was moved by it, and pestered the old man to learn this song.

This song is called Winter and Spring Yan Yu.

Playing to Grandma Salou at this moment, I also heard Grandma Salou's story, and I felt a lot of emotion in my heart.

The end of the song.

Salou leaned back on the couch, his eyes closed, but he could see signs of slight redness and swelling, as well as a large wet mark on his cuffs.

She kept her posture in this position, smiling with her eyes closed, touching both Akimoto and Mataris.

At the end, Salou opened his eyes to look at Akimoto, but the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a few tears slipping from the corners of his eyes.

"Xiaoqiu, if you know that you want to play this kind of tune, I will leave after listening to half of it, wife."

"Okay, good play......"