High mountains and Running water
During the Spring and Autumn Period, there was a man named Yu Boya, who was proficient in temperament and superb in piano skills. He was a famous pianist at that time. Yu Boya was clever and kind when he was young.
In learning, I used to learn from my master, and my piano skills reached a high level, but I always felt that I was still.
You can't express your feelings about all kinds of things in a superb way. Boya's teacher knows him.
With this idea, I took him to Penglai Island in the East China Sea by boat to let him enjoy nature.
Look at the scenery and listen to the waves. Boya looked up and saw the waves surging.
Spray splashing; Seabirds are roaring and singing; The trees in the forest are lush, such as
Enter the fairyland. A wonderful feeling arises spontaneously, as if the harmonious and beautiful music of nature is ringing in the ear. He couldn't help picking up the piano and playing.
When playing, the sound rotates at will, and the beauty of nature is integrated into the sound of the piano, and Boya experiences an unprecedented realm. The teacher told him, "You have learned.
I will. "Night travel Boya. Facing the cool breeze and bright moon, he was full of thoughts, so he played the piano again, and the sound of the piano was melodious and getting better. Listen suddenly
Someone on the shore was surprised. Boya heard the sound and got out of the boat. He saw a woodcutter standing on the shore. Knowing that this person is a bosom friend, he immediately invited the woodcutter aboard, full of interest.
Bertie played for him. Boya played a tune praising the mountains, and the woodcutter said, "How wonderful! Majestic and solemn, such as Mount Tai towering into the clouds! "
When he played the surging waves, the woodcutter said, "How wonderful! Vast, as if to see rolling water, boundless sea.
General! "Boya was very excited and said excitedly," bosom friend! You are really my bosom friend. "This woodcutter is Zhong Ziqi. Since then, the two have become very
Good friends.
This story comes from Liezi Tang Wen. The idiom "high mountains and flowing water" is a metaphor for bosom friends and wonderful music.