The spring breeze is slowly flowing, just turning softly.

Lu Shuyao pursed her lips and looked at the husband opposite her. She could guess why he was hostile to him. Only love could be truly untired. Behind the calm wind, there was sigh and secret sadness.

He leaned his waist and abdomen slightly and said softly: "Shu Yao has never heard of this statement by Mr. Liu. If you follow this statement, a three-year-old child wanders in the fields, can the songs he sing be poems?"

Although this statement is soft and does not seem to be sharp, it makes Liu Nong frown. Since Cao Pi, the poetry and prose have changed the ancient style, with very strict rules and many of them are gorgeous and graceful. Therefore, whether it is the poems chanted in Xinting or Huqiu, their intentions are praised by people, but the style of writing is considered too light. Nowadays, people are slight, so how dare they live in a high way? After a while, they answered: "You can also be a poem, but if you have a difference, you will reach the temple, and if you are idle, you will be in the mountains and fields!"

"oh……"

Lu Shuyao was a little disappointed, and her eyebrows were ashamed to the point of Asakusa. After leaving the four maids, she suddenly turned back and blinked and said, "I still have a request! Can't Liu Langjun agree?"

Liu Nong wanted her to leave quickly, and quickly bowed and said, "Miss Lu, but it's okay!"

Lu Shuyao said, "Just just now, Mr. Liu said that he could walk the moon again. Can he carry out the moon that has not gone through?"

"ah!!"

Unexpectedly, she remembered this incident, opened her mouth slightly, ashamed. Although she asked herself that she knew poetry, she was not her best to write poetry. She was forced to borrow three poems in a row, and if she borrowed them again, she would have to...

For a long time, no sound was made.

When Lu Shuyao saw that his face was as red as Zhu Yu, the eyes of Minghu faintly blocked the autumn mist, and he felt even more surprised. He asked: "Is it possible that Langjun Liu is afraid that no one can recognize him after the song is released? Shu Yao asked himself..."

"Dare not obeying!"

Liu Nong bowed a little, pressed his words, then bowed deeply to the east, stood up, and said with a heart of heart: "When will the bright moon be when, and ask the blue sky with wine; I don't know the palace in the sky..."

After the first two sentences passed, Lu Shuyao narrowed her eyes, couldn't help but follow her silently, and said: "I don't know what kind of year the palace in the sky is now... People have joys and sorrows... They share the joys and sorrows of cicadas!"

I recite and walk while walking, and think while walking. After the poem is over, the people are far away.

When she reached the bend, she looked back and saw a shallow blessing.

At this time, the rest of the people were also leisurely, all being pulled by this simple and unpretentious poem, almost dancing in the wind. Lu Na could get drunk without drinking, and walked around the bluestone slowly, and sometimes he slapped. Xi Xuan's head, which had been lying for a long time, slowly, and wrote again. Gu Huiwei's eyebrows were lightly locked, and his white fingers were lightly buckled, one slow and two quick; Xi Jian's hand suddenly, for a long time, made a crackle!

"Yu Xian'er!"

I don’t know who it was, Qiao Qiao called out a sweet voice. Suddenly, the sachet flew again!

Looking at the flying sachets, Liu smiled and said, "Lai Fu, prepare to collect the sachets!"

"ah?!"

Lai Fu waved the cloth bag in his hand in distress and murmured: "It's too many, how many years will it take to finish it."

...

After the sachet was taken away, a girl held a peach blossom. She took advantage of the instigation of the maids and put it in front of the beautiful husband. She raised her eyes and drowned. After a while, she flew down with her skirt.

Shyness is infinite!

Slowly.

Some people started their heads, except Gu and Lu, and the other girls all stepped forward, putting flowers, throwing fruits, and even throwing hairpins. But there was nothing to give them, so they took a few glances. If they could get the beautiful man to look back, they would be calm! They would be happy!

Lu Na smiled and praised: "Seeing the gift is a beautiful man! If you travel to Jiankang, you are afraid that you will not be the same as Shubao in the past, and you will definitely be in vain for thousands of people!"

"That's right!" Zu Shengshen nodded with agreement and agreed.

Seeing that the weather was getting slower and slower, Lu Na was about to stop, and smiled and said, "It's not all beautiful yet, so I should help the gifts to sway to the sky!" Then, he raised his head and shouted loudly: "I wish to hear the sound of the gifts and snatch the sound of the mountains!"

"You are willing to hear it, how can I not report it!"

Liu Nong smiled cheerfully and slowly bowed to Lu Na. His grace was extremely detached, causing another wave of eyes. Look at the killing! Now he finally took all the pain of Wei Shishu's past years and quickly ordered Lai Fu to come with the piano.

Lai Fu whispered: "Young man, what a coincidence, Yan was drunk just now, and I asked you to chant "Fishermen and Woodcutter"!"

"Yan Zui?!"

Liu Nong was frightened and looked around. The flowers in the mountains were red and green, and the skirts were floating around. How could she find her figure? She asked quietly: "Where is the person? Can you come?"

Lai Fu posed the piano and shook his head and said, "Yan Zui has left. As for the little lady, Lai Fu has not seen him."

"Um!"

Liu Nong slowly exhaled his breath to suppress his fear and said to himself: Yang Shaoliu went out in the morning and was indeed here at Huqiu. She asked me to sing "Fishermen and Woodcutter". It was a ensemble song. You can also write sentences on the piano or the flute. Could it be...

Lai Fu put the piano on and left, and the piano was Jiao Tong and the desk was Qu Nan.

Liu Nong stroked the piano's face with his hands, thinking about something, and bowed to the distance pavilion, but Zhou Zha stood at the corner of the pavilion, stroking his long silver beard and looking at him.

Don't be dirty!

After that, just "Fishermen and Woodcutter's Question"!

Liu Nong stood up and bowed to Lu Na and said, "Zu Yan, borrow a cup of wine!"

"Borrow wine? More than just a cup!"

Lu Na flew up between his eyebrows, took the small wine pot around his waist, threw it upwards. Liu Nong waved his hand and held it, drank the pot, and the wine spilled into his throat, and the bamboo leaves were green!

After a while, the meaning was high and the color was brisk.

Xu Zuo.

Close your eyes and calm your mind, and the wind blows your face slightly smokes!

This "Fisherman and Woodcutter's Question" is not much like an ordinary piano piece, and it has extremely advanced skills in the turning point. Although you can play it by holding the piano, you may not be able to be attached to it. Even Liu Nong is not very sure about this song and has to use wine to attach himself to the soul.

I'm drunk too...

The piano starts!

"Buzz...dong,buzz..."

He had to squeeze and three sounds! It seemed as if it was low and inaudible, but it spread throughout the mountains and fields. The sound came out, Zhou Zhadunyan leaned forward, and the fisherman asked, "There were three strings!" Lu Shi's eyebrows and eyes were condensed, his fingers were slightly open, as if he was stunned; Lu Na opened his eyes wide, not knowing how he wanted to sing this song, it was difficult, and it was difficult to climb to the sky! Lu Shuyao's head turned to the left, and his eyes did not blink; Gu Huiwei was originally writing, and his pen was stagnant, and a ink fell; Xi Xuan was shocked again, and the pen in her hand was as heavy as a thousand pounds!

Low sound!

It seemed that the valley was buried by water, and it gradually became silent. Liu Nong's hand was erect, as if he was waiting.

"Immortal buzz...dong, buzz..."

There is no idea where the sound begins, but it seems to fall from the sky, rising up, and it just makes a couplet, tightening everyone's heartstrings. No matter how tight the fingers are, it will be released suddenly!!

It's indeed here!

Liu Nong shook his sleeves suddenly, flew his fingers, and smiled between his lips. He was worthy of being Yang Shaoliu, a master of piano teaching, and was extremely cut!

Opposite the piano!

When I am exhausted, I am storing it, storing it with a vast ocean, and storing it with mountains and rivers! When I am exhausted, I am about to stop, facing it as a river, facing it as a mountain!

Wipe fingers! Hook fingers! Flirt; overtones, press sounds, disperse sounds...

Challenge! Hard work! He lifts all the slutty!

Fishing, fishing, fishing, fishing, and fishing!

The fishing path is: the Yangtze River is vast, white sprouts and red sprouts!

The Qiaodao said: Drinking in the mountains of spring, the country will not change to the three masters!

Fisherman’s question: What do you want?

Woodcutter answered: Green trees and green mountains, sitting opposite the clouds!

The green crown is rising and falling, and the hook fingers are facing each other! The moon sleeve spreads waves, and the sound is scattered! When it is shallow, Liu Dan shivered and hides mustard, and when it is deep, Yang Shaoliu pointed across the clouds! When it is shaking, you can see the waterfall pouring out, constantly; when it is low, it seems like sitting opposite each other, and the red sleeves are trying to drink!

Those sounds, hooks flying from the sky!

There is no willow or sleeve, and only the person who faces the slightest weight.

Suddenly, a loud voice came together, and everyone's hearts flew with each other, swimming freely, not knowing that the world still exists, not knowing that time and space are flowing! Slowly, Yang Shaoliu retreated, retreated, silently, but the sound remained; Liu Nong played tightly, quietly, quietly, and quietly, and advanced to his head, without looking back!

Liu Nong: "Immortal Om..."

Yang Shaoliu: "Buzz, dong!"

"Buzz!!!" pressed your fingers!

"Dong..."

shallow, silent.

Soundless!

Liu Nong let out a long breath, his face turned red like a lump, his eyes were filled with joy and wide, and he could not come back to his senses for a long time! Without Yang Shaoliu's help, he would not be able to play this song! And the entire Tiger Hill was also suspicious, and the sounds in the mountains were gone, no matter whether it was noble or cold, the people had not returned yet!

Lu Shuyao woke up first, her beautiful eyes wandered on Liu Nong's body, suddenly became shocked, and she ran to the high place with her skirt, looking into the distance from afar, with green bushes and green trees swaying, and a light red swaying in it, gradually moving away.

"Who is this person?"

"But when you hear it from heaven, you won't hear it anymore! If you really want to know, you have to ask that Mr. Liu!" At some point, Gu Huiwei also walked here, his eyes chasing the ox cart and disappeared into the sky, his voice seemed to be murmuring.

"Liu Langjun..."

The peach blossom hairpin trembled slightly, and the beautiful little girl looked at the flying stone.

On the flying stone, Liu Nong pressed his knees and bowed his head to the bottom. Everyone returned the favor, and even Gu and Lu did not dare to be lazy.

Several elders playing chess in the pavilion slowly came down. Lu Wan looked at Liu Nong carefully and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are the one who plays the piano on the road! This song is better. Those who sing are determined, and those who hear it are very lucky!" Without waiting for Liu Nong to answer the conversation, he turned to his clan brother Lu Ye and said, "Brother, remember Liu Nong in Huating!"

When Lu Ye saw that Liu Nong was so proud of his style, he was not arrogant when he was praised. He nodded in his heart. Because he belonged to the inferior gentry, he was not willing to give too high praise in public. However, he also smiled and said, "It is my duty to help the king to help him. All the piano and poetry are gone, and you must not fall into your homework, so you can wait for the future."
To be continued...