Listening to the tide city is a big city near the sea, the cultivators and all the people live together, but the cultivators never show up and the appearance is terrifying and uneasy. Listening to the tide pavilion is a famous spot in the city of listening to the tide, the literati, the saucrats, the rich, the elegant come here to listen to the tide, and write poems and lyrics for the taste. There are several luxury inns not far from the side, which are full every August. It is not enough to cultivate with Ling'er and Feng'er, and he is living in a private room at this time.

"Brother, why don't you go on stage tonight to listen to the tide, write poems and play the piano, and leave a good story in the world. ”

Ling'er heard the name of the guest in the inn and knew that it was a famous spot in the city, so he shouted to go, but he couldn't go because he couldn't eat enough, and he couldn't go, and he was depressed. At this time, the sky is also full of stars, and when the moon is on the three poles, where can Ling'er wait, and he is full of energy. Insufficient, there is no choice but to go.

The inn is only three streets away from Tingchao Pavilion, but you can reach it by lifting your feet. At the end of the street, it suddenly opened up. The silvery white color of a sandy beach and the red color of the Tingchao Pavilion on the independent huge rock reflect each other, which is particularly eye-catching and shocking. A passage paved with red stone and rock leads from here to the high platform of stone and rock.

"Wow, it's so beautiful!"

Feng'er also suddenly showed her daughter's feelings, opened her hands, and embraced in the void.

"Hey, hey, you're a scholar!"

Insufficient reminder.

"Brother, how can you make such a big scene?"

Na Ling'er didn't like it in her heart and muttered.

"Ling'er, Brother Shi is right, let's be careful, don't have to make stuffing. ”

"Well, my sister's words are very reasonable. I just don't like to be such a gentleman, it's just that he stinks. ”

"Huh?"

Lack of reluctance turned his head and walked forward.

"Brother, wait a minute. ”

That Ling'er whispered.

Wait for the three people to take the stage, see that the silver monorock on a red square brick paved a large platform, hundreds of zhang long, thirty or fifty zhang wide, on the platform according to the north to the south to build a three-storey pavilion, more than ten zhang tall, four corners of the cornice, carved railings to paint the building, the pavilion is red and blood-colored, eye-catching and amazing! There are stairs on both sides of the pavilion Xiangshang. The front of the two-storey eyebrows, a plaque silver-white, inlaid with three gilt characters, is the "Listening Tide Pavilion" three words.

"Wow, what a place to go. Brother, let's go to the cabinet and listen to the tide. ”

Ling'er and Feng'er are not enough to urge.

It is not enough to see that it is also a brave life in the chest. Take the two daughters to the upper and lower floors of the Tingchao Pavilion to play, and then find a good place on the third floor and sit facing the sea. asked the little two to order a few snacks, fruits, and a pot of wine, but he listened to the tide.

"It's just the waves crashing against the reef, and there are rumors everywhere. ”

Na Ling'er sighed boredly while eating fruit. Even the wind is puzzled.

"Brother Shi, is this Chao Pavilion famous?"

"Why are you too anxious? Just wait for a while to listen to it. If it weren't for the wonders of rumors, it would have been a good one. If you don't have this mood, and you don't have this opportunity to let the three of us be idle, you should rest today?"

"Good!"

Both women nodded. So he was elated again, entangled in enthusiasm, drinking and discussing poetry.

"Brother, it's good to play a song. ”

That Ling'er said. Feng'er also saw that it was insufficient, and he was insufficient, and he never had the opportunity to hear him play the guqin. Hearing this, he looked at the second daughter, smiled slightly, took the piano by himself, put it on the table, looked at it slightly, and stretched out his hand to pluck the strings. A string of sounds passed, and suddenly there was a crisp sound. It is like a star sprinkling ten thousand fluorescents, leading to the divine brilliance of the bright moon, reflecting the eight poles and thousands of miles of crystal pervasiveness. The fluttering silk strings tremble, like a lone beauty leaning on a tall building and worrying. It was kneading the strings again, and a few fluctuating sounds popped up lightly, as if the heart was slightly opened, and the entanglement of feelings was ethereal and endless. This string is plucked out, and the thoughts are endlessly long, blank and dazed, and they flow into the void, as if they are disconnected. Until there was a desperate sound, as if a stone was thrown to break through the water and the sky, the beauty suddenly woke up and sighed.

"Is my brother thinking of Sister Chang'er?"

Ling'er lowered her eyebrows, and couldn't bear to make a noise, for fear of disturbing a clear dream.

At this moment, in the distance, a white wave surged, first buzzing like a bee, and then the sound gradually rose sharply, and at the end it was like the roar of ten thousand fighting bulls, and the roar was deafening. Then, in this loud noise, a clear spirit sounded, and gradually became high-pitched and agitated.

"When the waves hit and rushed into the holes under it, it stimulated this sound. ”

A Confucian scholar said.

Sure enough, as the waves rise and fall, the sound is agitated, long, grand, or very small. It seems to be all kinds of joys and hardships in the world, and it is also like all kinds of circumstances in life. When it is low, it is like falling into the abyss, when it is high-pitched, it is like a wave going straight up, when it is gentle, it is like an ordinary life, when it is excited, it is like driving a long wind straight up to nine days, and when it is brave, it is like chopping waves, and the thunder is unremitting.

Lack narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly carried a trace of divine energy, and suddenly a string rose with the waves, and the strings rolled so that the waves sounded. The two are in harmony, and there is no sense of messiness and chaos. Leisurely like nature, harmonious like a couple. When it is really like a violent wave hitting thousands of miles, the piano is like a soft wind that cannot be carried by it.

Ling'er and Feng'er listened with their eyes down, only to feel that all kinds of tenderness were exhausted by a river of sorrow, leisurely, and nothing to bear. It is to listen to the tide up and down, the people who move to the house, the monks and lay cultivators, and all of them rise and fall with the qin, and their thoughts are thousands of years. Or the sentimental husband can't help himself, shedding two lines of tears, or he is fierce, drawing his sword and dancing, wanting to hit thousands of miles to achieve immortal deeds, or three glasses and two light wines, dissolving endless sorrows, and eternal loneliness and sorrow. Even if people have a thousand feelings, they are all in the meantime, and even if there are all kinds of bitterness in the world, they are all paid for a piano. Who knows the rest of the chase・・・・・・

When the waves were not able to come, the sound was no longer loud, and the long groan was also dispersed. By that time, it was already the middle of the night.

"Ling'er, Feng'er, tonight I heard that there are many cultivators on the Chao Pavilion, let's go quickly. ”

When the second daughter heard this, she wiped her eyes lightly, her eyes were slightly red, and she listened to the tide pavilion and went away.

Or when a man has been gone for a long time, suddenly a man is humane:

"The sound of the piano is like this, and the truth is full of joys and sufferings in the world, and so are gods and men. ”

"Brother Dao is right. This is also a Chinese person, and go upstairs for a while. ”

There are a few repairs who have climbed the stairs, but the piano player has long been slim.

A cultivator in the seat, Nano Xiuya, when he heard the sad sound, he couldn't help but convulsions and cried.

"Hey, I said Brother Zhu, it's time to listen to the tide, but don't be so embarrassed. ”

The well-read and strong Xiu memorized the score by hand, but after only two or three days, the tune was played in the dancing girl of the brothel in Chaocheng.

"Brother, what's the name of those two songs? Why have you never seen my brother play?"

One of them is "Under the Moon", and the other is "Listening to the Tide". The song under the moon has been a song for a long time, but it was made by Chang'er herself, and she has not played it for a long time, and the technique is slightly jerky. Listening to this song, it is just a new work that a certain family feels. Thou hast never heard of it. ”

"Brother, Ling'er felt nostalgic for the song that day. Brother, you have to teach me to do it. ”

"Brother Shi, when will I be able to dance with you?"

"Oh, what does Sister Wind think・・・・・・?"

"Stinky Nizi, I'm always so ashamed. ”

The two daughters laughed and played, and they were not happy to look at the two. was laughing like this, and suddenly his eyebrows shrank, and he got up and said:

"Don't show your deeds, for the people of the three religions are already here. ”

"Oh, is there such a clever calculation as a great arithmetic?

Wind Road.

"Where does this mortal master have such magical powers?"

Ling'er was also confused.

"Yes! It must be an immortal cultivation land, or even the cultivation of the divine realm, and the magic power of the great arithmetic master of this realm has been transmitted. ”

"Wait a minute, how is the upper realm? ”

Surprised, he asked.

"Brother Shi, there is a far-reaching implication in this, and you can make it clear in a word. Besides, with your state of mind cultivation, the time has not yet come to know. If you use it strongly, you are afraid that the brother of the Shi family will be harmed, and the concubine will be guilty of a great crime. ”

"Maybe it's not the right time, a certain family is so dazed. ”

Insufficient smiled bitterly.

"Brother, I can't say anything about this. The exit is to leak the heavenly secret, and it must be known to those who have a heart, so Sister Feng and the two of us are worried about their lives. ”

"A certain family can save it, don't worry about it. ”

Looking at Zhu Feng'er's apologetic expression, he smiled inadequately.