The Three Kingdoms in the Ya Nei

Facing such a beauty, for the first time, Liu Zhang had no worldly desires in his heart, calm and warm, and just wanted to condense the scene at this moment into eternity.
Zheng, there was a trembling sound, and the lingering sound was lingering, but it was like the finishing touch, condensing and exploding all the musical notes just now, lingering in the ears.

Cai Yan raised his head, his hands as white as fine porcelain lightly supported the twin buns that were trembling from playing, and smiled faintly at Liu Zhang and Cai Yong, with a tinge of blush on his egg-white jade cheeks, bowed his knees, and said in a soft voice : "The poor skill of the slave family, I am showing my ugliness, and I ask the emperor uncle and father to teach me."

Cai Yong stroked his beard and smiled, his face was full of spirits, and he nodded repeatedly, obviously very satisfied.There was a kind of pride in his eyes, and he squinted at Liu Zhang somewhat showing off.That kind of gaze, at this moment, is like a child who has got a baby, and can't wait to show it to others. In the undisguised joy, there is a compliment with anticipation.

Liu Zhang smiled slightly. At this moment, he was no longer pretending to be stupid, laughing and cursing like before.I just feel that it is a kind of blasphemy to be relative like that. [

"Sister Zhaoji's qin sound can be called the sound of nature. It is as pure as raw material, with great ingenuity and no workmanship. It has already reached the state of returning to the original. It is predicted by Zhang that this is the sound of the heart, and it is also an extraordinary skill in playing rhythm." Liu Zhang's eyes were full. It was as clear as water, and for the first time there was a kind of sincerity from the heart on his face, he nodded and sighed softly.

Cai Yong smiled wryly, his gray beard and hair were on the verge of sticking up, he just kept nodding, showing no hint of humility.He did not hide his pampering and pride towards his daughter, which made Liu Zhang feel that the old man was cute.

Cai Yan heard Liu Zhang's praise, but surprise flashed in his eyes.Usually, she would often accompany her father to entertain guests, and every time she played the piano, she would be praised endlessly.But most of them talked about how she played well, how beautiful the melody was, and how she played it from the heart, but only the young emperor uncle today said it out. >

Every time she played, whether it was out of politeness or not, she responded with a kind of reverence.She loves rhythm, and every time she plays, there is a feeling of spiritual integration, which makes her unspeakably beautiful.But after the performance, listening to the tasteless praise, there is always a faint feeling of loneliness.But today, this young emperor's uncle just said a word, which made her suddenly feel like she was in Boya's childhood. It was hard to find a bosom friend, and she didn't want to look back by chance, but it came suddenly, which made her feel a kind of surprise and inexplicable excitement.

"It's the first time Cai Yan heard of the Uncle Huang's praise of the sound of the heart. But I don't know what the Uncle Huang said, what is the sound of the heart? How is it different from ordinary playing techniques?"

In Cai Yan's starry eyes, there was a black jewel-like luster flowing, and he tried his best to restrain the expression of emotion, and asked Liu Zhang in a gentle voice.

Looking into her eyes, Liu Zhang felt a sense of peace and joy in his heart. He nodded and said softly, "Music is not only a technique, but also an art. This kind of art comes from what a person feels, knows, and realizes." come.

In this world, there are more than ten million people who can play music.Not to mention the royal family, but only the folk folklore, all of them are skilled artists.Whether it is elegant or common, different sounds are emitted through a musical instrument in a unique order to make people happy, and it can be called music.

However, with so many musicians, why are there only a few people who are truly passed on to the world?Gein, the player's heart.

Music is a language of emotion and a catharsis of the soul.Simply posting for the sake of beautiful canto, it becomes superficial, or it can entertain others, but forgets to entertain yourself.As everyone knows, the real music is to entertain oneself first and then entertain others.