Ge Yun: It's all over, a sigh, the two are useless and parting, and the thrush is gone.

Yes, light elsewhere, what kind of sad picture is it?

Three months ago,

On the cross street of Liyang Town.

The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, was wearing a big silk dress with red and green, standing in front of the gate of the blue and white embroidery building with a smile to welcome the send-off, and her mouth was full of her kind words that had been flattered for thousands of years. Judging from her busy figure moving back and forth, you can see that the business of this Fengyue place is not doing well.

No wonder this morning, when Liu Zhi'er just got up and stepped out of the door, three or five magpies couldn't help but stick to the branches of the old locust tree in the yard and cheered, giving people a sense of peace, tranquility, happiness and wealth.

"Go, go, go somewhere else. Don't affect my mother's business here early in the morning. ”

"Ah, why are you grandchildren again? Didn't I entangle you yesterday, why are you still too lazy to leave here? ”

The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, said angrily while driving away the pair of grandfather and grandson who were full of filth and begging in front of her, and suddenly blamed angrily.

"Ouch, no wonder I went out early this morning and met a magpie on a branch, the eyebrows dancing singing, dancing, old lady I thought it was a good thing to come to the door, it turned out to be a funeral, but I didn't think about it, but I met your grandfather and grandson this broom star. It seems that today's business is miserable, and your grandfather and grandson are like a dead ghost. Well, I don't have the good mood to send the Bodhisattva alive yesterday, you two go elsewhere, don't get in the way here. ”

"Boss lady, living bodhisattva, yesterday my grandfather and grandson received two plates of silver from you, and they originally planned to leave early this morning. Poor to see, who would have thought that the inn was robbed last night, not only did the living Bodhisattva fund my grandfather and grandson to go home was indeed entangled and stolen, but also the money and silk of the other guests of the inn were also washed, and the official head catcher was investigating and chasing the thief. The dazed-eyed old man said with a shriveled mouth. That humble posture has been put into the dust, for fear that if you accidentally disturb the living bodhisattva in front of you, it will cause a big disaster.

"Ouch, hey! This thief who was killed by heaven is really hateful, and he has to be punished by everyone to relieve his hatred. ”

"Hey, old man, it's not the old lady, I'm the big boss of the blue and white embroidery building, it's not authentic, it's not pitiful. The girls in our courtyard, buddy, and subordinates, also have to eat and dress, don't they? You can do it, go elsewhere, don't always spend time at our gate and pollute my small base business. ”

"If we have a loose son in our hands, maybe I will help your grandfather and grandson, but I am also a powerless master! Old man, we can't stop you. We are also from poor people, and we will not be worse to empathize with them. ”

The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, choked up faintly in pain, and her eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of water, and she almost didn't fall directly.

"I said Living Bodhisattva, even now my grandparents and grandchildren don't want you to have pity on me. Although our grandfather and grandson are lowly and humble, they are also people who know how to repay their kindness, and they understand the principle that 'the grace of a drop of water must be repaid by a spring'. I don't expect the Living Bodhisattva to help me again, let me tell you something, my granddaughter, I have a good voice since I was a child, and I can sing some tunes and lyrics, and I can also play some instruments such as the erhu horse-head qin. ”

"If the big boss doesn't dislike it, our grandfather and grandson promise not to help you, borrow you a corner of the territory, put some musical instruments and gongs and drums or something, and let this girl sing a tune. If the guest is happy or sees a pitiful person, he has some rewards and begs for a living, which is better than asking for others. ”

The old man still said with a timid face, and a helpless intelligence god that was almost begging was displayed in front of the face of the old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er.

"Ouch, I said old man. You can't understand it, my temple is small, and I can't accommodate you as a great god, so you better go elsewhere to ask for a living, don't take my legitimate livelihood anymore. ”

The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, suddenly changed her face and said angrily, the twelve passions just now have been thrown out of the clouds.

"Living Bodhisattva, please, you should treat our grandfather and grandson as the broom star of the disaster, and then pity the Zhou Ji. Our grandfather and grandson remember your kindness. ”

The old man said almost sadly this time, and almost knelt down directly to the old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er.

"Oh, see that your grandfather and grandson are really competing with me Liu Zhi'er, can't they? One by one, like a death-begging ghost, give you a good face, and you will think about it. Don't you look at your grandfather and grandson's broken throats, can they really compete against the serious actors in my yard? It's really begging for hunger, right, want to have a meal of white food to drink and eat? There are no doors! ”

The old bustard's mother, Liu Zhi'er, really exploded in anger this time, and used her housekeeping skills to roar arrogantly, without leaving anyone with any affection.

"Grandpa, let's go, go elsewhere. Don't get in the way of making a living. The girl who had been standing behind the old man whispered, the voice seemed to be like the magnetism of nature, decently mellow and sultry.

"Ya'er, grandpa won't go there, so he'll be spent here. Don't blame grandpa for being troublesome, grandpa is most afraid that others will look down on you. ”

"Ya'er, grandpa knows that your good voice is a treasure, if you are angry, show it to those who look down on you, and let those people know that your good voice is expensive."

The old man trembled and turned back to the girl behind him who had been silent and said, Do you have to show your hand to show you an old bustard's mother to take care of the old man's thoughts, do you believe it?

"Yes, grandpa, Yan Zhi will sing it." The girl answered the old man's words directly, and then slightly opened a singing posture, and then sang as if no one was around.

The girl's voice lit up, and her seductive voice suddenly splashed rapidly to the rhythm of the melody.

Like a song in the sky, it lingers and lingers; It is like flying clouds flowing in the ears, and the music is murmuring. Sometimes the voice is beautiful and the soul is dying; From time to time, the chords are exhausted, and the memories are reminiscent.

"The stage is high, who will show it? It's also difficult to Tsing Yi, and a scene is light and emotional. Playing the mulberry, the gongs and drums are strong, learning the red silk and wearing the phoenix crown, and the class is unparalleled! Complain only about it, the moon is dim and the frost is heavy, when will the cold dream be cold? Sighing and sighing, looking forward to the fragrant snow falling for thousands of miles, it is the time when the pen is dipped in ink. It's all counted, a sigh, the two are useless and parting, and the thrush is exhausted. ”

It is when the sound of the strings falls, and the heavenly sound is wonderful.

A wonderful song of the Divine Comedy that is rare to hear in the world, in the voice sung by the girl, it has become the sound of heaven in the world.

The world seems to have frozen at this moment.