Time flies, flowers bloom silently.

Flowers bloom into the landscape, spring will be exhausted, and the stream will be clear, quietly flowing through the arch bridge piled with bluestone. In the pond, the budding lotus is dotted around the rockery, and together with the carved eaves and the Phoenix Gate, it forms an elegant big courtyard.

Who knows, this is the state capital. A woman in the building, named Yu Fei, is seventeen years old. She studied piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, and she was ashamed of flowers, both talented and beautiful.

At sunset and dusk, Yu Fei plays the piano with her sleeves and her fingers are playing. Tears hung in the corner of her eyes, and her sad voice was beautiful, stirring her melancholy heart:

Swallows are back,

No matter where you go.

We often meet in dreams,

How many times did Johnny call?

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You're Ling Feng's brother, and you look dashing. He is carrying an unknown sword and a strong flute. He is good at literature and martial arts. He is a classmate of Yufei College and grew up with his childhood friends. Two years ago, his family came down and he was rejected by the government. He sent a message: the door is wrong, the door is wrong.

From then on, LAM Raymond came to the small pavilion outside the magistrate at dusk every day, playing the Qiang flute. The wind blew the blue and melodious flute and floated into the red wall with infinite thoughts.

At dusk and sunset, there is no trace to be found,

How many floors is the red wall built?

Not afraid of power getting in the way,

The flute speaks the heart.

Hearing the sound of flute, Yu Fei opened the window and looked at each other, but the high wall was separated. She put the piano in front of the window and hurriedly plucked the strings to echo it. The sound of the piano was shocking.

Lonely shadow only plays guqin,

The strings ripple with your heart.

Deep in the ocean, who can break it,

Wait for the new moon hand in hand.

In an instant, the sound of flute and piano complemented each other, and the notes whirled and collided in the air, resulting in deep affection and friendship.

Flowers pity them, fish grieve for them, birds jump for them, and leaves lament for them. ...

Whether it's windy or rainy, lightning and thunder; No matter whether it is cold or hot, the sound of piano and flute will ring every evening, which has become a unique scenery of the state capital.

Later, my grandfather was moved by compassion and sent a message: you don't need fame, you don't need size, you just need to achieve something, and you can marry your little daughter.

LAM Raymond thanked him, rode away, swore that he would never come back, and left a letter asking him to tell Form:

Men are ambitious in all directions, and your father has been lenient. How can I not make progress? In the coming year, I will win fame, beat gongs and drums, carry a big sedan chair eight times and marry you.

If I don't hear from you in two years, I hope you marry someone else. I have no resentment. Please take care of yourself! I will go too. ...

Feng Ling's brother's calligraphy

Endless desire

Drinking wine and empty cups enthusiastically,

Your journey will be urged immediately.

Vowing to win fame,

Men aim to chase each other.

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It's spring again,

Spend the New Year on Tianya Road.

Acacia years passed quietly,

When will Lang Jun come back?

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Rain falls on the eaves,

Night companions tick like goodbye.

Letters turned into yellow calendars,

Have a dream date with you.

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Pears are covered with branches outside the window.

The string sound is still looking forward to the return period.

Chang 'an Road is not easy to find,

Thinking about your illness day and night.

The appointed day has passed, and Yu Fei is still playing the piano and plucking the strings every day for your return. The sound of chords is like a storm, like a breeze blowing leaves and shaking the earth.

Yin Qin attracted many dudes to propose to others, but all of them were rejected by Yu Fei, saying, I won't marry until I return. Because my husband only has this daughter, I can't help it.

Yu Fei's twentieth spring has passed, and her eyes are blurred, as if she had seen through the bitter dreams of the world; A haggard and beautiful face, worried about the white hair on the temples.

Where is Jun? Where is Jun? Where is Jun? ……

One day, the strings were broken and a pear flower fell silently on the piano. Yu Fei finally got sick because of acacia, and the fragrance disappeared. Before he died, he entrusted his father and personal servant girl Xiaocui:

Xiaocui plays the piano for me every night. If Ling Feng's brother comes back, he will tell me that I have married another woman and refused to meet.

The whole government is strictly confidential, so it is absolutely impossible to say that I went. Dad, my daughter is unfilial. Please forgive me. My daughter went to see her mother. ...

Qindihe

After the rain, the setting sun shines alone. On the snow-white pear tree, there are crystal drops of water, shining with sad light, like tears flying in the air. When can you see your return?

Xiaocui began to fondle the piano again, and the sadness of missing Miss floated out with the rhyme, and the room was full of tears.

Suddenly, the wind rustled in the Woods outside the house, and a flute sounded from weak to strong, coming with the wind.

Xiao Cui is busy speeding up the string method, and the flute is also speeding up the rhythm, and the string method is also speeding up. ...

Ling Feng's brother finally came back, and the whole house suddenly cheered. As a result, everyone fell into deep sorrow and regretted this late appointment. ...

A strange thing happened: for several days, Ling Feng's brother still didn't come in to tell everyone, but just played the Qiangdi on time, which made people cry with heartache.

Maybe, he knew that the young lady had gone?

Impossible, no one will go against miss's last words, and there is no wind outside, what's more, Xiaocui's playing the piano has reached the point where it is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Maybe he hasn't won fame yet, or he's married and has children and doesn't want to meet each other?

It's impossible. It's human nature to come here and tell you. If so, why did you come here to play the flute?

All kinds of clots plague the whole house. Finally, before dusk came, Xiaocui came to hide near the forest pavilion in advance.

Soon, a man in white, wearing a hat, with his face hidden in black veil, carrying an unknown sword on his back and a flute in his hand, walked into the pavilion, raised the Qiang flute to his mouth, and the familiar sad flute sounded. ...

Xiaocui's heart turned bitter, and he suffered for a long time. He went forward and cried, "What happened to Brother Ling Feng?"

The man in white paused for a moment, didn't answer, and continued to play the flute. ...

Xiaocui took off his hat with anger. Seeing his appearance, he exclaimed, "Who are you? How can you pretend to be brother Ling Feng? "

"Who is that woman? How can you be so rude? "

"I am miss form's maid, named Xiaocui. Where is Ling Feng's brother? Why are you holding its sword and flute? "

The man in white wept bitterly and said, "I am the bodyguard of Wei Zhenzhi, the squadron leader of Ling Feng. Unfortunately, the captain was hit by a cold arrow in a battle. Before he died, he asked me to play the flute for him and told him not to meet each other ... "

The truth was revealed to the world, and everyone was moved by it. In order to remember this lost love, the piano and flute were placed in a sandalwood box for the world to see and engraved on the surface of the box:

Yufei's piano,

LAM Raymond's flute.

Piano and flute are in harmony,

Flowers fall silently.