Walking through the long spiral staircase, the scenery changes angles, getting higher and higher, until there is only the scenery of the flying goose residence in the sky, and the oriental goose carefully looks at the take-off goose residence.

Octagonal cornices, each eaves hangs bronze bird eaves bells, there is a wind blowing through the jingling, infinite tranquility artistic conception.

The beam is carved with fish and geese and birds, connecting the finely carved pavilion pillars, each carved bird, fish and wood is below, up is the flying goose volley, the carving is exquisite and vigorous, the eight pavilion pillars surround, and look at the carvings are different, but the style is just that, the general is unchanged.

The Oriental Goose paid careful attention to the eyes of the flying geese, which are bright and colorful in the sun, and the Yuhua stones are exquisite in texture and become a world of their own.

The eight rain flower stones are: the ancient moon of the giant tree of Cangshan, the pavilion of the green garden and the small lake (it is the scene here at a glance), the mountain peaks and clouds are towering, the flowers are like a brocade palace, the fiery red swallows half of the world, the sail of the bright moon in the sea, the high platform attic is dancing, the last one is not like the scenery, more like the shadow of the red candle, there seem to be people in pairs in the haze, with a reddish hazy color.

It is said that these rain flower stones were very fond of her mother before her death, and some of them were found by her uncle after her mother went.

The stone carving of two flying geese at the entrance of the pavilion is about the waist of the adult, the water is murmuring in the mouth, the purple light in the eyes is bright, the carving is exquisite, and the lines of the feathers are clear as promised, lifelike.

There are a few big characters flying geese on the top of the head, and it is a dragon flying and phoenix dancing, unrestrained, the same as the wild goose garden, and it can be seen that it is her mother's handwriting.

Just this glance, it seemed to have a certain familiar feeling coming from the chest.

With just one glance, it seems that he has seen a thread connected to fate somewhere, and he is about to fly away.

Just one glance, my ears seemed to recall my mother's voice: "My child, I want you to fly freely and unrestrained."

The sky is so clear, cloudless and infinitely vast, and I would like to indulge in it and soar into the blue, with your hope and my faith.

"Come to the east and fly geese, and go to the west to soar together. There is this place named Flying Goose. Almost at the same time, he muttered to Meng Zisan.

Meng Zisang was slightly startled, glanced at Meng Fanlin, and couldn't help but speak: "Yan'er, this is obviously before you were born, how did you ......?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the mother-daughter connection. The mood is all between the lines, isn't it? ”

Dongfang Yan looked up at the sky, and the bright and bright woman in her heart who was as hot as fire all the time - always there.

In the thunder platform, the field of vision is wide, the breeze is clean, and there is occasionally the sound of birdsong, which is combined with the crisp sound of the broken jade eaves bell, which is a good song of its own.

Sitting in the pavilion, the scenery is in full view, the roof of the main hall, the attic of the partial room, the cooking smoke of the west chamber, the main house of the east chamber, you can see the aunt in the small cloister, the tray in the hand steps on the corridor, the grandfather's righteous pavilion style is chic, and it becomes a unique scenery.

If you look far away, you can see a nine-mile incense sticking out of the wall on the wall of the courtyard next door, and the buds are like pearls.

Looking up, the flying geese live on the top of the square caisson well, flowers, birds, insects and fish, layer upon layer, wondering why do you need to make a caisson here?

Meng Zisang saw the doubts in her eyes and explained in time: "These are all from my aunt's handwriting, besides, they have their own merits."

A stone table in the pavilion is slightly weird, the stone table is large and round, and it looks bulky. Although the carvings are exquisite, they are incompatible with the elegance of this pavilion.

Meng Zisang pretended to be mysterious and walked to the stone table in the pavilion.

Dongfang Yan looked at Meng Fanlin suspiciously, but this eldest brother always smiled gently, and he couldn't see the clue.

Seeing Meng Zisang making trouble up and down for a while, he heard a 'click', which seemed to be the sound of unlocking.

Meng Zisang retreated to Dongfang Yan's side, only to hear the rumbling sound, the huge stone table was divided into four parts from the middle, and slowly separated with the sound of the mechanical wheel, with a 'boom', it sank to the ground and paved a platform.

Almost as Dongfang Yan expected, this stone table was originally intended to be used for concealment, not actual use.

At this time, the pavilion presents a step-like undulation, the center is impressively presented with a small table of Nanmu hollow carving, on the table is a simple zither of rosewood, there is no complicated and gorgeous decoration, the natural texture of the wood is smooth and elegant, the sandalwood faintly emanates, the wood is smooth and soft, and it can also be seen that someone has taken care of it for many years.

Meng Zisang jumped onto the stage and walked to the table, raised his hand, and the sound of Qingyue echoed around the beam.

Meng Zisang turned his head and explained to Dongfang Yan: "The caisson here is used for amplification, and the strings here can transmit sound for several miles, which is naturally my aunt's handwriting."

Dongfang Yan was silent in thought, but Meng Zisang continued: "Dad always said that my aunt has a lot of ghost ideas, but her face is nostalgic and sad. It is said that my aunt played a song like a dream here, and how many beautiful people competed to listen to it, whose daughter was so good, and recruited the grandfather of the emperor, and praised my aunt for not losing back then, and was full of praise. "But no one expected that this piano would become a perfect sound at the beginning, and since then, the sound of plucking the strings has been irregular and unrhythmic, I don't know why." ”

Meng Zisang suddenly looked embarrassed, spoke awkwardly, and stammered: "That, Yan'er, can you ......?"

Dongfang Yanzheng was puzzled that Meng Zisang suddenly changed his tone, stammered, and was interrupted by Meng Fanlin in a blink of an eye.

"Azusa-san! That's enough! Meng Fanlin's eyes were filled with three points of resentment and seven points of warning, and the atmosphere was extremely strange for a while.

Dongfang Yan was puzzled, "What's wrong?" What not to say? ”

Meng Zisang's expression was gloomy, and he simply finished in one breath in Dongfang Yan's puzzled eyes, "Dad will come here every year on my aunt's birthday to watch this piano in a daze, and then grandpa couldn't stand it, so he made this stone platform to cover up, can you try to play a song?" I think Dad can be happier and let him let go of his knots? ”

Meng Zisang looked a little sad, and finally continued to speak, "Every time Daddy looks like this, everyone is sad, Yan'er, can you try?" There was a lot of sincerity in his eyes, and it was hard to hide his expectations for her.

In such a look, Dongfang Yan felt extremely heavy, how could she bear to refuse this kind of sincere treatment of her father's brother.

Dongfang Yan was silent and walked up to the stone platform.

Obviously I don't have this piano frame high, barely can see the piano surface, the piano stand is like a small table, the following can be seen is a hollow Nanmu carved cabinet door that can be opened, open up inside is a delicate Nanmu stool, and the piano stand matches, elegant and elegant, complement each other.

Dongfang Yan's silence made Meng Zisang worried, and he opened his mouth slightly pleading: "I know it may be a little difficult for you, if Yan'er can't teach you, can you try?"

Meng Fanlin had already shook his head and sighed, people are not as tall as the piano, and it is too unconsiderable to ask Yan'er to play the piano at the age of four, but Meng Zisang's real temperament is also excusable, how can he not understand, and how can he bear to blame.

Dongfang Yan looked up at Meng Zisang, his eyes were sincere and expectant, even if a song might reveal what she was trying to hide, but if he refused ruthlessly in the expectation of this relative, he would be sad and sad to see him lose it, so what's the matter?

Take out the Nanmu piano stool, take off the embroidered shoes and climb onto the piano stool, and stand on it to barely wave your arms and strings.

Meng Zisang's face was overjoyed, "Yan'er, thank you!" Come, I'll teach you! ”

Dongfang Yan gently waved his hand to block it, pulled off the hairband with both hands, the green silk was thin and soft to the waist, a hairband was used to tie the hair, tied into a ponytail, and one was used to tie up the wide-sleeved skirt through the armpits, a clean and neat shape.

If Yu Shen Ge must know, this is the habit of Dongfang Yan all along, no matter the song and dance music, in short, no matter what the shape, it will only tie up the ponytail.

Dongfang Yan's unique habits also mean that he has to go all out, and those who can still maintain a clear mind in the darkness of his previous life probably only have one point of dedication to music.

The hands are lightly raised, the strings rise, and the sound falls......