Whoever steps on the dead branches makes a soft sound, and the fireflies paint the screen with fragrance.
The years are all in the past, but they are fragrant only because of you.
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The stars are bright and the night is not yet dark. When the flowers fall to the ground, they are already in pairs; when the water grows eastward, things are different and people are different. I still have no regrets, just because of you. The guqin has made my years fragrant.
Just because of Li Ye's words: "Use me three lives of fireworks to exchange for your lifelong confusion?", I will never forget you. Li Ye played the piano to stay with the person who was leaving, all the joys and sorrows. When it entered my eyes, I never thought that the string was broken and the old friend was gone. From then on, I hated separation. He gave everything he had, and finally became a mirror, and only the piano that he slept with day and night could understand his sadness.
When I was young, it was difficult for me to understand this feeling, but your appearance was imprinted in my mind. The longing and sustenance deep in my soul made me eager to have a guqin of my own. Since then, you have entered my life and once fragrant my ordinary years.
Bo Ya plays the zither and plays the music of mountains and rivers, and meets his close friend Zhong Ziqi. Those who know the art of qin are like stars, but only Ziqi understands his inner voice. The sound of the piano is sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low-pitched. Boya aims at the mountains, but yearns for the flowing water. The meeting in the dark becomes an eternal sigh. The feelings of the ancients are both deep and shallow, accompanied by the sound of the piano, fragrant for my long years.
I like playing the piano, and a piece of Guangling San is like a piece of plain paper spread out, stained with ink, staring into the distance, the mountains are pale in mist, the sound of the fingertips, how can I complain? With a gentle hand, you can see the mountains and flowing water, and the valleys. The pine breeze, water light and cloud shadows, and the chirping of insects and birds are all here. Needless to say, you can already feel the desolation.
It turns out that the guqin has already become an indispensable part of my life, silently soaking in, rendering all the colors, and fragrant my vast years.
When I wake up from the dream, the lead is washed away; no matter what, the candle shadow is swaying. The guqin was once a calamity in the heart, a colorful stroke in life, or a secret that will last forever. I think everyone should have a story, a beginning that no one knows and an ending that passes by in a hurry. And you have already been in the passage of time, lasting forever, fragrant my dignified years.
Guqin brings me not only spiritual pleasure, but also baptism of the soul, making my years more vivid in the wash of ink.
It’s late autumn at the snap of a finger, but the song ends and the person remains the same. Guqin, after all, it is you who fragrances my years.
Public account: High School Affiliated to Jilin Normal University