The campus in the middle of the night was unusually quiet, Ye Chong had no intention of sleeping, and walked leisurely along the path of the campus to the Baicao Garden, where the plants were luxuriant, deep and quiet, but it was a good place to relieve the mood.

Directly north of the garden is a thatched hut with lights on. Ye Chong was very surprised in his heart, and thought: "If you don't rest so late, is it the same as me, a frustrated person?", thinking of this, he smiled bitterly, feeling that he pushed himself and others, and thought that the world was full of pitiful and pathetic people, which was really funny, but he also especially hoped that there was such a person inside, no matter how to say that it is better for two people to suffer than to suffer alone.

He was about to go into the Baicao Garden to find out, but he saw a figure shaking in the small window, and he pushed the door out alone. The man limped to the wooden pavilion in the middle of the Baicao Garden with a cane in his right hand and a wooden plank in his left hand, put the plank on the stone table, sat down, and looked up at the bright moon in the sky in a daze.

The man was about sixty years old, with almost no hair except for his sideburns, and the top of his head was bare, shining in the light of the bright moon.

A gust of wind swept by, the bamboo forest behind the wooden pavilion made a rustling sound, the man woke up like a dream, sighed, pressed his left hand on the wooden board, and gently plucked his right hand at the other end of the wooden board.

The sound of the piano sounds, the rhythm is slow at the beginning, the charm is long, like a clear stream flowing slowly in the forest, which makes people feel calm and relaxed. Gradually, the sound of the piano rises and falls, rapid and slow, when it is high, it is like an eagle whistling, when it is low, it is like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, when it is soothing, it is like complaining, and when it jumps, it seems to be angry and angry.

Hearing this, Ye Chong couldn't help but let out a long sigh, only to feel that although his experience was not exactly the same as the sound of the qin, the grief and indignation in his state of mind were indeed secretly compatible.

I saw that the person with a pair of hands on the strings or press or pluck, or wipe or pick, jumping and moving chic freehand, gradually the sound of the piano occasionally has a pearl and jade jump, crisp and short, one after another, the sound gradually increases, first such as the murmuring of the mountain stream, and then the stream roars, and finally the sound of the piano turns sharply, straight like a jade dragon waterfall, a thousand miles, splashing jade flying flowers, magnificent.

As soon as the high-pitched sound passed, the sound of the piano gradually became tactful and soft, as if stepping into the valley of Taoyuan, where the grass was desolate, the breeze was wisps, the colorful butterflies were fluttering, and the lake was rippling...... A pair of lovers wander in the meantime, playing and playing, sometimes warm lips and soft words, sometimes thin and angry, but also with wisps of softness, whispering, telling the infinite lingering in the world.

Gradually, the sound of the piano turned lower, almost inaudible, the flying flowers were like a dream, the fallen leaves were silent, gently and quietly, if there was nothing, and finally everything was silent.

Ye Chong was fascinated, and only felt that the lovers in the valley were himself and Han Xue, and he was completely forgetful, playful, and forgetful of all the worries in the world.

The sound of the piano paused for a long time before he woke up from a dream, and unconsciously there was a feeling of loss.

Ye Chong knew that the man was playing the ancient famous song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", which was about a past story between the great writer Sima Xiangru of the Han Dynasty and the famous talented girl Zhuo Wenjun, thinking that they were lovers and eventually became married, but he was a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Who is outside the garden?" The bald old man seemed to hear Ye Chong's sigh, and asked in a long voice, his voice old and clumsy.

Suddenly hearing the greetings of the ancient times in the modern society, Ye Chong was startled, fortunately, there was the sound of the piano as a foreshadowing, otherwise he would definitely suspect that an ancient Taoist priest had taken the wrong medicine and came to the modern era. He thought it was fun, so he took it on, learned from the ancients to rub his hands, and said loudly: "Xiaosheng was reckless for a while, disturbed the master Yaxing, and sinned guilty."

"Haha...... Don't dare, don't dare, the little brother is still playing and admiring the moon on campus in the middle of the night, that's really elegant and interesting", the bald old man teased half-literally, and seemed to be in a bad mood.

Ye Chong sighed and said with a smile: "Ya is so exciting, but the old man's piano sound is clumsy and has high meaning, I admire it very much."

"Sycophant!" the bald old man finally said a big sentence, but his voice was still low and clumsy, and there was not a bit of market cheesiness.

"Fei Ye, Fei Ye" Ye Chong deliberately lengthened his voice, and said in a crepe manner: "The ancient piano operator, it is not difficult to become a high mountain and flowing water, and the jade dragon and waterfall plain, but if the snow hits the plum blossoms and the clear sound is played, it is beyond the reach of mediocre people......" Saying this, the old man turned his head and seemed to be deeply attracted by his comment.

Ye Chong was very proud, and continued: "Therefore, the two qin songs of "Yang Chun" and "White Snow" are talked about by future generations, but the truly first-class qin master is often to reach the realm of great sound or silence, and the ancient Zhongzi period meets Boya, not to appreciate the magnificent momentum of its high mountains and flowing waters, but the vigorous tension that is ready to go before the mountains and rivers pour, at that time the sound of the qin is low but the stamina is endless, vigorous, and the "Book of Changes" is ......

"Could it be that the Book of Changes also contains the method of musical rhythm?" the bald old man seemed very surprised.

"The old man's heart and piano are one, and the artistic conception is superb, and he must be a master of ancient and modern times. To be honest, there is indeed no talk of the method of music rhythm in the "Book of Changes", but "don't use the hidden dragon" is not used, but for the "flying dragon in the sky" to accumulate potential, and the sound of the piano that is ready to be released in the mountains and rivers has the same magic...... "Ye Chong is like the ancient sour Xiucai, shaking his head and talking eloquently.

"Well said, wonderful explanation! Why don't you come in and talk?" The bald old man was surprised and delighted, and couldn't help interrupting Ye Chong's conversation.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate, Xiaosheng will be bothered. Ye Chong bowed his body and bowed 90 degrees like a Japanese, and walked into the garden with square steps.

In the garden, there are mountains and rocks, plants are luxuriant, and there is a path between the bamboo forests, which leads to the bamboo pavilion in a zigzag.

There is a big stone under the bamboo pavilion, there is a guqin lying horizontally on the big stone, the old man sits behind the guqin, a pair of eyebrows hang down to the corners of his eyes, and the white hair of the temples flutters with the wind, in the light of the moon, like a god who has attained the Tao.

Ye Chong couldn't help but have a feeling of awe and awe in his heart, thinking that he was just commenting indiscriminately, was it a bit unreasonable, and how could there be such a character in Baicao Garden, it was really strange.

"Why bother? I'm too late to be happy when I meet my little brother! The bald old man took away his crutches and gave up a seat, but it was also a big rock. After Ye Chong sat down, he listened to the old man continue: "Little brother, you have a unique insight into the rhythm of the qin, which is really refreshing to me, can you give me more advice." There was a sense of urgency in his voice.

"I learned from your old man just now, it's really a little offended, and I hope your old man can forgive me. Ye Chong was a little embarrassed.

The bald old man laughed out loud and said, "It's me who imitates the vassal elegance of the ancients, if you don't laugh at me, I'm already satisfied, and what offense do you say, come! Let's have a good talk today." ”

Ye Chong saw that this old man was open-minded and amiable, and he liked it very much in his heart, and his impassioned emotions arose, and he said loudly: "Old man, it is really a great pleasure in life to be able to play the piano and admire the moon with you!"

The bald old man gently combed the white hair on his sideburns and said, "Little brother, I'll play another piano song, please taste it." Before the words fell, the guqin sounded again. The sound of the piano is meaningful, elegant and free, the majesty of the mountain, the ocean of water, the ding ding of the axe, and the sound of the oar, faintly appearing under the fingers.

Ye Chong knew that the old man was talking about the guqin song "Fisherman's Q&A", and couldn't help but chant softly with the old man's piano sound: "A piece of silk, a flat boat, a zhang of silk and an inch of hook; Ye Chong's irritable and depressed mood was swept away in the purification of the piano sound, and he was much fresher and more comfortable.

After a song of the piano, the bald old man nodded and smiled, seemingly very satisfied with Ye Chong's response.

Ye Chong shook his body and said, "Thank you for the old man's enlightenment, my mood is much better." "This time I didn't learn from the ancients, but I sincerely paid tribute to the old man.

The bald old man smiled: "I heard you sigh for a long time, there must be something on your mind that I can't think about for a while, so play this song, hoping to soothe your mood." ”

Ye Chong said: "The old man deliberately played the song out of Lin Quan's intention to open up the Tao, it is really well-intentioned, thank you." ”

The bald old man seemed very surprised, and said, "Does this piece have another meaning?"

Ye Chong was also a little surprised, didn't this old man know the original meaning of this piano song, but it seemed very disrespectful to ask him directly, so he chanted: "The white-haired fisherman is on the river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, a pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, how many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed at." I hope that this poem will express the true meaning of the qin song euphemistically, and it will not hurt the old man's self-esteem.

After listening to this poem, the bald old man looked up at the bright moon in the sky and thought blankly, his eyes full of disappointment.

Chong regretted it very much, and felt that he should not say the true meaning of the qin song, which made the old man unhappy, so he added: "In fact, Yuqiao has the meaning of seeing through the world and returning to the forest spring. ”

The bald old man shook his head and said: "Otherwise, Lin Quan's retreat is suspected of being passive and retreating, but "Fisherman's Q&A" has the generous feelings of 'how many things in ancient and modern times are being laughed and talked about', but I couldn't play it." Speaking of this, the old man sighed and said, "I finally can't reach the artistic conception of stopping water, thank you little brother for your advice." ”

But the old gentleman's "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" has a great voice and extraordinary attainments, but I am afraid that few people in the whole of China can play it. At these words, Ye Chong was not patting, but telling the truth, and then Ye Chong added: "The moon outside the curtain is bright, the flying flowers are like a dream, and the falling leaves are silent." A few words express the quiet realm of the inexhaustible ending note of "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix". He thought that the old man would be very happy to hear it, but he didn't know that the bald old man seemed to be even more disappointed.

Ye Chong continued: "Old man, even if you are a heavenly qin immortal, you can't play every qin song to be supernatural and extraordinary, and you don't have to worry about it. ”

The bald old man smiled slightly, and said: "Little brother, there are not many students who can have such an appreciation as you, if the little brother can come here often in the future, wouldn't it be happy for us to drink tea and touch the piano and talk about the past and the present!"

Ye Chong liked this old man very much, and wanted to agree, but when he thought that he would be transferring to another school soon, he would not be able to come as promised, and he would inevitably lose his trust, and the old man would be very disappointed and hesitate for a while.

Seeing that Ye Chong seemed to be very embarrassed, the bald old man said with a smile: "Little brother, if there is a difficulty, I don't force it, if there is anything that can help, you might as well say it directly, I will do my best." ”

Ye Chong saw that the old man seemed to be very disappointed, so he told the old man that he might be transferred by Coach Yang, and the part about Han Xue was naturally omitted.

The bald old man shook his head again and again after hearing this, and said, "That Coach Yang has a very twisted temper, and I can't help anymore." There was some disappointment between the words.

Ye Chong said: "It's nothing, I can't blame him for this, it's my own doing, and I have nothing to do with others." ”

The bald old man smiled: "The little brother is open-minded, free and easy by nature, which is very respectful, in fact, if you don't go to college, it's nothing, as long as a person has great ambitions and strives for self-improvement, no matter where he is, he will achieve a career." ”

Ye Chong said: "Thank you for the old man's guidance." ”

Mr. Guqin said: "Don't keep calling the old man, you can call me Mr. Guqin, what's your name?"

Ye Chong said: "Villain Ye Chong." When he saw that the old man was no longer a child, he had the heart to amuse him, and deliberately pretended to be a junior when he spoke.

This night, the two of them talked very excitedly, and they didn't disperse until Dongfang turned white, especially the old man tried his best to keep Ye Chong, but the old man was old, and Ye Chong was afraid that he would not rest well, so he insisted on leaving.

Ye Chong walked out of Baicao Garden, his mood was much happier, and he fell asleep on the football field of the campus with his back to the sky, quite a bit of generosity.