When spring came, the trees of the palace were dressed in tender green clothes, like a petite girl, swaying their green skirts happily and singing softly. A small figure flies a kite and is surrounded by the natural embrace of flowers and grasses, adding colorful and vibrant scenery to the palace.

The kite was like a bird of spring, flying high in the air.

"Hahaha...... Xiaomei, look how high my kite flies. Fly, fly. Cheerful laughter echoed in the back garden of the palace.

"Hehehe, it's fun, Xiaomei is coming." A string of immature silver bells and laughter floated from afar.

Xiaomei stared at the back of the county lord and was grateful: "If it weren't for the county lord's intercession today, the princess would have to punish her, the county lord who woke up is different from the past, and such a county lord is worth following." ”

Xiaomei turned around and walked quickly to chase the county lord: "County lord, you run slower, don't fall, fly the kite according to the method told Gongzi, and the kite will fly high." ”

"Fly, fly. Fly, fly higher"

Ziwei ran while pulling a kite, and her crisp laughter resounded in the backyard of the palace, and she turned into an arch like a butterfly in a purple flower dress.

It's a good mood to let yourself go, and this kind of scene is so familiar. A figure flashed by.

"The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The county lord returned early from studying, and he was busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites. ”

When spring is shining, it is the season for kite flying, and colorful and beautiful kites float in the sky from time to time.

When Mr. was teaching Ziwei to learn the piano, she was absent-minded, Xiang Yang asked her to go to the back garden to fly a kite after learning the piano, and wanted to finish playing the piano as soon as possible.

Mr. sat on the chair, with the sound of Ziwei's subdued piano, his eyes showed surprise, subconsciously touched his head, his hand on the table gently tapped, and gradually sank into it, as if he was beating the real strings, playing the most beautiful music.

After playing for a long time, Ziwei didn't hear her husband praise her for playing well, learning quickly, and being able to comprehend the essence of the song, worthy of being his good disciple, she stopped playing the piano. When I looked back, I found that the gentleman who was relatively fair, thin, and had slightly yellowed hair had his eyes slightly closed, his mouth was opening and closing, and he was beating with the rhythm of Ziwei.

Xiaomei heard that there was no piano sound in the room outside, so she quickly probed her head and looked inside, and saw such a scene, Mr. was playing on the table with all his heart, and Ziwei stared at Mr. with a pair of big eyes sadly. The appearance of not approaching the living. Pouted.

Xiaomei crooked her mouth towards Ziwei, Ziwei gently slipped down from the chair, lightened her movements, and quietly slipped towards the door, Xiaomei grinned at her outside the door, raised the kite in her hand and pointed to the sky, pointed outside, and told her: Xiangyang is waiting for her to fly a kite outside, Childe said that now the wind is beautiful, it is best to go out to fly a kite, if it is late, the sun goes down, the wind also runs with the sun, and the kite can't spread its wings and fly.

Ziwei saw Xiaomei hiding outside and squeezing her eyebrows and making eyes to communicate with her silently, she turned her head and saw a red robe in the corner of the arch from a distance, the robe was bright and dazzling in the sun, Xiang Yang stood on the stone pier and beckoned to her, urging her to hurry up.

Ziwei was anxious, ran to the door, and the skirt brought down a chair, and the chair "horn" sounded, so frightened that Mr. opened his eyes that had been slightly closed. A pair of clear eyes shot at crape myrtle. These eyes are not too big, a little inward, but the eyes are very bright. After glancing at Ziwei, he glanced at the kite that was showing a corner outside, and silently withdrew his gaze and continued to tap on the table.

Ziwei saw that Mr. didn't ask her to fly a kite, and she didn't dare to sneak out without permission, if Mr. told her mother, her mother would blame her for not being motivated, but she knew how to play. will blame Xiang Yang for not respecting Mr. and take the county lord to play everywhere, so that Xiang Yang will be punished by his mother, and he will definitely not play with her in the future, if Xiang Yang does not play with her, then she will be even more lonely, and no one wants to play with her.

The rhythmic beating sound continued to come from the table, knocking Ziwei's heart jumping. She frowned, pursed her red lips, and had tears in her eyes, standing at the door aggrieved, Xiaomei was anxious, beckoned to Gongzi, Xiang Yang walked to the door and stretched out a head, holding a kite, quietly gesticulating, and said to Ziwei with her lips: "Don't worry, go play the piano, I'll wait outside for you to fly a kite together." ”

After finishing speaking, he ran away from afar, and the people in the mansion knew that no one was allowed to come up and listen to the county lord during the process of playing the piano, otherwise he would commit the taboo of the palace. Everyone knows that everything related to the county lord The prince and the princess have never been ambiguous, and this time Xiang Yang provoked the county lord to play the piano, and he had already committed a taboo in the house. Therefore, Xiang Yang hurriedly ran to comfort the county lord to play the piano with peace of mind, and when he saw that the county lord was determined, he left far away until he couldn't hear the sound of the piano.

Ziwei burst into tears and laughed. Wiping her tears, she slowly rubbed in front of Mr., and saw that Mr. was still immersed in her own world as she was just now, she couldn't help but be a little curious, and leaned over to Mr.'s desk and asked, "Sir, what are you doing?" I thought I would wait for a long time, but I didn't expect that this time the gentleman immediately opened his eyes and said kindly: "Play the piano." ”

"Can you understand that Mr. is playing the piano?" The gentleman asked with a smile, and Ziwei nodded as if she didn't understand.

The gentleman smiled and said, "My lord is the wisest, and he has taught you all the piano skills. You yourself will practice slowly in the house, I believe that in the near future your attainments will definitely surpass the master, and I am very pleased with the master. As a teacher, I want to travel all over the country to find new creative inspiration. ”

Ziwei nodded ignorantly, she just knew that her father had made two trips in order to invite the first qinist in the capital to come to the house to teach her, and Mr. was still reluctant to come, it was his father who provoked him, he came to the house and talked with Ziwei for a while, and after playing a tune himself, Ziwei immediately played the tune with full rhyme.

Mr. was overjoyed, praised Ziwei for her high understanding, is a rare talent, Mr. took the initiative to stay, taught her to play the piano every day, and taught for three months, until he felt that the piano withered, he fell into distress, just now Ziwei's ethereal and cheerful piano sound, eager to let go of his dream awakened his latent consciousness, so that he found the reason for the withering of the piano.

He understood that the fate of their master and apprentice had arrived, and he had to go to the top of the three mountains and five mountains to find a new source of creation. The art that withered him withered in the spring.

The husband touched her little head and asked her, "Wei'er, what song are you playing?"

"I'm sorry, sir, I wanted to fly a kite just now, so I popped it up unconsciously, and Mr. won't dare next time." She was embarrassed to cover her eyes with her hands and look at Mr. from between her fingers, a pair of clear big eyes shining with intelligence.

"Play the song you just played again and let the teacher listen to it, and when you're done, you'll go out to play, okay?" The gentleman was kind and induced

Ziwei Daxi climbed onto Mr.'s lap, hugged Mr. and kissed him, and slipped off Mr.'s lap: "Sir, I'll call this song "Kite Flying", Mr. nodded with a smile.

She sat on the chair, quickly replayed the song she had just played, saluted her husband after playing, and rushed out without waiting for a few words from him.

Xiang Yang saw her running out from a distance with a kite, hurriedly walked out of the arch, and took her little hand to fly the kite with a smile.

It wasn't until the petite figure was out of sight that the gentleman went to the lobby to bid farewell to the prince.

After saluting, the gentleman hugged his fists and said to the prince: "Lord, the county lord is very smart, and he will be better than the blue, I have nothing to teach the county lord, so I will leave the house today and travel everywhere." ”

After a few polite words, the prince said to Mr.: "The people in the capital have heard that Mr. likes to travel in the mountains and rivers, and the tunes played by Mr. are even more difficult to find. ”

The gentleman smiled clearly: "The county lord must be an extraordinary person, and the prince thinks about it very much." Obey the teachings of the prince below. Farewell. ”

After saying that, the gentleman left the palace in fluttering clothes, and melted into nature like a kite floating in the sky, to open up a new place of art.

Ziwei became his closed disciple and shined in the capital in the future. That's an afterword.

Ziwei saw the kite, her big eyes were bubbling, and she stared enviously at the kite in his hand flying higher and higher.

He followed Ziwei's envious gaze, looked up at the kite flying high, and smiled; "Want to fly a kite?"

"Yes! I've been flying kites all my dreams. Ziwei clapped her hands and smiled happily.

Xiang Yang lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly: "Did you dream of flying a kite yesterday?" ”

"Yes, I dreamed that I put a very beautiful kite in the sky, and my kite flew so high that it flew higher than all the kites you flew."

Ziwei smiled heartlessly and described the scene in the dream.

Xiang Yang rubbed his nose, whispered "cough", tilted his head and thought for a while before saying, "Girls, don't dream of flying kites." ”

Ziwei put away her smile and asked suspiciously, "Why?" ”

Xiang Yang learned from the old master, with a board and a glance, and he was blind and blind; "Zhou Gong interprets the dream day: When a girl dreams of flying a kite, all she sees are playboys, how can those playboys be handsome and chic compared to my son."

Ziwei's face turned green, and he laughed; "Hahaha......" laughed and ran away.

Ziwei stomped her feet angrily and scolded at the top of her throat: "Nonsense, I want to mess up things at a young age, so I have to tell my mother to teach you a lesson." ”

She looked at the back of the running away, jumped to her feet and scolded: "You bastard." ”