What are the names of fables?

During the Spring and Autumn Period, Yu Boya was good at playing strings, while Zhong Ziqi was good at listening to sounds and distinguishing meanings. On one occasion, Boya was playing in the north of Mount Tai (now Guishan Mountain in Hanyang, Wuhan) when he was caught in a rainstorm and had to stay under a rock. Lonely and sad, he took out his guqin and played it. At first, he played piano music reflecting the continuous rain; Then, he played music like a landslide. Just then, Zhong Ziqi, the woodcutter, couldn't help shouting after a bunch of wild chrysanthemums nearby: "Good song! What a beautiful song! " It turned out that Zhong Ziqi, who was chopping wood on the mountain, was also hiding from the rain nearby. He felt relaxed and happy when he heard Boya playing the piano. He listened for a long time, and when he heard the climax, he couldn't help but express his heartfelt appreciation.

Yu Boya heard the compliment, quickly got up and said hello to Zhong Ziqi, and then continued to play. Boya was absorbed in the mountains, and his intention was in the tune. Zhong Ziqi nodded frequently after listening: "Well, it's really like a towering mountain!" Boya thought about running water again, but his hidden feelings transcended the melody. Zhong Ziqi clapped his hands and said, "Wonderful, like a running river!" Every time Boya plays a piano piece, Zhong Ziqi can fully hear its meaning and interest, which makes Boya very surprised. He put down the piano, sighed and said, "Good! Very good! Your skills in listening, identifying directions and understanding meaning are really great. What you said is exactly what I thought. How can my piano sound escape your ears? "

So they became bosom friends and made an appointment to meet again the next year to discuss the piano. But when Boya came to Zhong Ziqi the next year, he learned that Zhong Ziqi had died of illness not long ago. Yu Boya deplored his sadness, which was difficult to express in words, so he broke his guqin, never left his body, and never played the string again to thank his rare bosom friend.

This story tells us that knowing each other is more important than knowing each other.

Break off friendship with sb.

Guan Ning and Hua Xin were very good friends when they were young. They are inseparable all day, eating at the same table, reading and sleeping in the same bed, and get along very well.

Once, they went to work together, weeding in vegetable fields. The two men kept working and soon hoed a large area.

I saw Guan Ning raise his hoe, and the hoe fell, and with a clang, he met a hard thing. Guan Ning curiously turned over a large piece of soil he had hoed. In the dark mud, something from Huang Chengcheng is shining. Guan Ning looked intently and saw that it was a piece of gold, then said to himself, "What hard thing should I take? It turned out to be a gold ingot. " Then, he ignored it and went on weeding.

"What? Gold! " Huaxin, not far away, couldn't help being moved. He quickly dropped his hoe and ran over, picked up the gold nugget and studied it carefully in his hand.

Seeing this, Guan Ning waved his hoe and blamed Hua Xin, saying, "Money comes from hard work. A moral person can't covet the property he gets for nothing. "

Hua Xin listened and said, "I understand this truth." With gold in my hand, I look around and can't bear to put it down. Later, he was really tired of Guan Ning's eyes, so he reluctantly left Gold and went back to work. But he is still thinking about gold in his heart. He has never worked hard before and is still sighing. On ning saw him like this, no longer say anything, just silently shook his head.

On another occasion, the two of them sat on the mat reading a book. I was watching with rapt attention when suddenly it boiled outside, with drums and music, mixed with the shouts of escorting and the noise of people watching. So Guan Ning and Hua Xin got up and went to the window to see what had happened.

It turned out that a powerful person was passing by by by car. A large group of followers, wearing weapons and uniforms, rushed to the security car and stood down. Looking at the interior decoration, it is even more luxurious: the car body is carved with exquisite and beautiful patterns, the curtains covering the car are made of colorful silks and satins, surrounded by gold wires, and the roof is inlaid with a large piece of jade, which looks magnificent and eye-catching.

Guan Ning was very dismissive of this, and went back to his original place to pick up a book and concentrate on reading it, completely turning a deaf ear to the noise outside, as if nothing had happened.

Hua Xin is not the case, he was completely attracted by this flamboyant ` imposing manner and luxurious ostentation and extravagance. He felt that he couldn't see clearly in the room, so he didn't even read the book. He quickly ran to the street to follow the crowd and carefully followed the motorcade.

Guan Ning witnessed what Hua Xin had done, and could no longer restrain his sigh and disappointment. When Hua Xin came back, Guan Ning took out a knife, cut the mat in half in front of Hua Xin, and announced sadly and decisively, "Our aspirations and tastes are so different. From now on, like this cut straw mat, we are no longer friends. "

True friends should be based on common ideological basis and goals, common pursuit and common progress. If there is no tacit understanding of the inner spirit, only superficial intimacy, such friends can't really communicate and understand, and they lose the meaning of being friends.