746: C746 Zither Rhyme

C746 Zither Rhyme

The deep note of the zither originated from the zither itself, but the emotion bestowed upon it came from the person who played it. "Perhaps there were not many people familiar with the zither, especially the zither. However, there was one musical instrument that many people should know about. It was the so-called rogue existence of the musical instrument — Suona.0

This was because the sonorous sound of a suona could reveal the sorrows of the world and cover up all the sounds during a funeral, and could also display its extraordinary liveliness during a celebration. Therefore, this was something that could be played no matter what occasion it was in, but the prerequisite was that one could play it well.

Of course, there were also many other instruments of the same type, such as chimes, drums, and so on. Every ancient musical instrument had its own charm. It was rumored that when compiling a country's greatest musical instrument, the zither had been the object of choice for one of them. This was because the zither had existed for a long time in the history of China. Legend had it that in the hands of the Human Emperor Fuxi, there was a unique treasure called the Seven Profound Zither, and it also became the representative of the Human Emperor Fuxi. As a result, the zither had always been the object that countless people sought after, especially the ones with power and wisdom.

"Big brother …" I feel so strange, why is it that you can make people feel intoxicated just by playing a single note? "Why is that?" Liu Lidu frowned and asked.

Sikong Banyu retracted his hand and said with a smile, "Because of the zither, every zither has its own life. The person who likes the zither is his second life, which is why I didn't buy you a zither before. Because I can't buy you a second life, I can only create it myself, because only then can I produce my own zither music."

"It sounds like a note, but in reality, it is an interpretation of the player's journey, or some accumulation of time, or some kind of sorrow that he cannot let go of. The zither is not for others to listen to, but for himself, do you understand?"

Although this world didn't have that much research and development on the zither, nor was it that comprehensive. However, there were very few people who played the zither. On the other hand, the same type of musical instruments, such as the zither, Chang Xiao, bamboo flute, drum beats, and so on, continued to flourish for a long time. "Because the zither music was really unsuitable to play, the threshold was too high and very few people could control it.

Zhuge Kongcheng planned to play a zither while Sima Yi stayed behind the scenes and played the zither all day. Confucius only took the zither as a form of entertainment. The phoenix that looked like Sima Xian could only ask for the phoenix. It didn't have the zither's depression, so it couldn't express any feelings of love and so on … It was everywhere, and the allure it contained was too strong, which also meant that the strength of one's control was too great. After dozens of years of controlling it, with the current rapid pace of life in society and the restless state of mind, as well as the rapid pace of progress in the world, it simply wasn't suitable for this kind of musical style.

"Some kind of lamentation in my heart?" Liu Lidu pondered for a long time before asking again, "I just felt that within my brother's zither music, there was a type of depression and also a type of sadness. My brother … Can you tell me what it is? "

When Sikong Banyu heard this, he smiled but didn't say anything, because the zither was the only thing that accompanied him after Han Qingming was gone. It had carried the weight of a king for the rest of his life, and it also carried the weight of his love for Han Qingming for the rest of his life. Can't... Not to mention Liu Lidu, who was only a teenager, even the cultivators who had roamed the world for hundreds of years might not be able to understand this because it was difficult to feel the emotions that belonged solely to the person playing the zither.

"Big brother …" What's the matter with you? Why aren't you talking? Is there something hard to say? " Liu Lidu asked, puzzled.

Sikong Banyu glanced at her, touched her hair and slowly said, "Lidu, Qin Yun is something that no one is willing to talk about. Don't ask about it casually. "Perhaps you will wonder why this is the case, but when you truly step into the path of the zither in the future, you will understand that there are many musical instruments that wish to have a person who knows them. However, the zither is different, and although it also needs a person who knows them, there can only be one."

"What are the sounds of water flowing in the bell-period? The time of Su Zi's small boat played the time of the dead like this, did it not pass away? The weak were like the strong, while the weak were like the weak! There's only one thing that you need to understand, and that is experience. When you grow up, you will slowly gain more experience as well.

"Huh?" Liu Lidu was stunned for a moment. She looked at Sikong Banyu's downcast mood, and tactfully did not continue asking, but said: "Brother, I know, I will not ask anymore questions from now on, and I don't want this zither anymore. I will listen to you and create my own life, okay?"

Sikong Banyu nodded with a smile. "Alright …" After I go out this time and see if there are any good materials, I'll bring them back to you. Lidu, why do you like the zither? "

Liu Lidu thought for a moment and said, "I don't know. I just feel that its voice makes me more familiar with it. It's like it has a comforting feeling, a release, a …"

At this point, Liu Lidu didn't continue talking. She was lonely and sad, lowering her head and quietly looking at the zither on the table. Her small hands gently caressed the strings, but she didn't touch a single note because she was afraid that Sikong Banyu would see that emotion.

When Sikong Banyu saw this, he sighed in his heart. Usually, Liu Lidu hid it well, but it couldn't escape Sikong Banyu's eyes because she was still a child after all, and the destruction of the Liu Family made the originally happy child depressed. However, this kind of depression and depression belonged to her alone.

Sikong Banyu didn't say anything and said, "Mhm …" I got it, Lidu. I'll teach you the true way to play, are you willing to learn it? "

Liu Lidu raised her head and nodded heavily when she heard this. "I'm willing …"

Sikong Banyu smiled and nodded. He pulled Liu Lidu out of the room and went into his own room. He took out a thin nameless book from the shelf and handed it to Liu Lidu.

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