When he came to the underground tunnel, he played a sad tune, and the blind man came to him and asked Wang Qi, "Young man, Lapaganini's caprice is decent." Wang Qi was stunned, unexpectedly that he also knew Paganini. Wang Qi asked curiously: "Do you know him too?" The blind man said, "He has dexterous hands, but he is not of good character." ”

"And what do you think of his tune?" Wang Qi asked.

"It's a piece written by a genius, but he has a very low musical education."

"It seems that you are also a musician, do you know the difference between a musician and a genius?"

"I'd like to hear about it." The blind man laughed.

"A musician plays other people's tunes all his life, and a genius plays his own tunes, and I think a genius often has a humiliating experience buried deep in his heart. He didn't have much musical education? A genius does not need much education, because he has a spirituality that can completely compensate for his shortcomings. ”

"Looks like you admire him."

"It's not appreciation, I feel that genius is misunderstood, but genius is misunderstood to make him great." Wang Qi said that the blind man seemed to have a strong interest in Wang Qi and invited him to have a cup of tea.

The blind man seems to be familiar with the path and leads him to a teahouse called Siwei. The teahouse is quaint and unique, and the blind man asks, "Why do you want to play in the underground tunnels?" Is it to improve your piano skills? Wang Qi said: "It's not all, it's a kind of inertia of life." ”

"How long have you been learning the piano?" The blind man asked as he sipped his tea.

"I started pulling at the age of 3."

"What do you think distinguishes the violin from other instruments?"

"The violin's sound is as pure as water, its timbre is closer to the human voice, and its playing technique is varied."

"How do you feel about Bach's music?"

"It is a kind of desolation of fallen leaves, and his music is sad and heavy, as if a suffering person has been depressed for a long time."

"What about Mozart?"

"It is a kind of expansiveness on the savannah, and Mozart gives the music a beautiful joy, but there is a deep sadness in it, which reflects the fate of Mozart's intellectuals."

"What about Haydn?"

Unlike Mozart, Haydn dared to fight against the feudal powers, and although he was sometimes bitter about humiliating situations, he was content with the status quo and enjoyed himself. His musical style, like his personality, is optimistic, kind, sincere, and hearty.

The blind man seemed to be testing Wang Qi, and asked him more than ten questions in a row, and Wang Qi answered them one by one. After the two drank tea, Wang Qi wanted to send the blind man back, but the blind man said: "My eyes are blind, my heart is not blind, what is your name?" Wang Qi told him the name.

Wang Qi and Xiaoxiang came to the Sant-Lea Cafe, Xiaoxiang wore a blue skirt and sat on her feet, sipping coffee elegantly. Wang Qi looked at her and found that she was very beautiful, with clear eyes and bright eyes, black hair on her shoulders, and a beautiful face like a budding rose. Xiaoxiang saw that Wang Qi was looking at herself, and lowered her head unconsciously. Wang Qi came to his senses, embarrassed by his gaffe, he took a sip of coffee, and the two were silent for a while. The song "Where is Happiness" was playing in the café, and Xiaoxiang broke the silence: "Wang Qi, what do you think is happiness?" ”

"I don't feel it very often, it always feels like a hallucination." Wang Qi said, turning the spoon.

"Why doesn't it feel real?"

"It's so short-lived, it slips away without paying attention."

"yes, happiness is too thin, it always slips through the fingers."

"Happiness may be the rainbow in the sky, even if it is gorgeous and colorful, it only exists for a moment."

"But that rainbow is illusory, it is made of mist, and I know that the illusory beauty cannot withstand the illumination of the light, but why should many people persist in chasing happiness." Xiaoxiang seemed to be very emotional.

"Probably happiness is too beautiful for anyone to live without."

"Do you prefer to be happy or to be happy?"

"It's supposed to be a blessing of happiness."

"Why?"

"If you don't give happiness, how can you get it."

"But many people give happiness and do not receive it."

"This may be the unfairness of happiness."

Xiaoxiang and Wang Qi finished drinking coffee and came to the door, Xiaoxiang asked, "Don't you dare to love that girl because you can't give her happiness?" Wang Qi didn't answer and walked out of the café.

When Wang Qi came to the underground tunnel, he saw the blind man playing the erhu again, the blind man was in his forties, although he was a performer, but he showed no signs of downfall. He played a song "Erquan Reflecting the Moon", Wang Qi followed the melody, and also played the violin, and the sound of the piano spread all around. The string sound of the blind man has a sense of vicissitudes, as if a person full of heart is sentimental, and there is tenacity in sentimentality. Wang Qi also has many disappointments in life, and there is a kind of tenacity in the disappointment. The two have the same mood, and they interpret "Erquan Reflecting the Moon" to the fullest, and the string notes go from soft to high-pitched and back to gentle, as if telling a period of sadness and helplessness. After the two finished playing, the blind man smiled and said, "Wang Qi, your emotions in playing the piano are very good." Wang Qi said: "It is your emotions that drive me, I feel that you are like A Bing, full of feelings about life." The blind man smiled and invited Wang Qi to drink tea.

The two came to the Siwei Teahouse again, and the blind man asked for green tea, and he tasted the tea and said: "Tea is still good for green tea, green tea is not fermented, and you can make tea by stir-frying it directly in the pot." It has the characteristics of high aroma, mellow taste, beautiful shape and brewing resistance. The production process is all through the process of finishing, kneading and drying. Due to the different drying methods during processing, green tea can be divided into roasted green tea and sun-dried green tea. The best tea is still Longjing tea, according to legend, when Qianlong inspected Hangzhou, he tasted this kind of tea, and suddenly felt the fragrance between his teeth, refreshing people's hearts, so he wrote a poem praising Longjing tea. The blind man talked about the tea ceremony while sipping tea, and Wang Qi didn't know anything about tea, just quietly drinking tea and listening.

"Wang Qi, what are your plans?" The blind man finished his cup of tea and poured some more water into the teacup.

"I don't know." Wang Qi looked dazed.

"I can see from your eyes that you are a young man with dreams, do you have to wander like this?"

"But I don't know what I can do?"

"Do you know the Starlight Orchestra?" The blind man asked, and Wang Qi nodded. "Do you want to be in the Starlight Orchestra?"

"Yes, but can they want me?"

"I know the director of the orchestra, you can go to him tomorrow, maybe he will surprise you."

"Well, whether he wants it or not, I still have to thank you."