The poem "Shi Jing Tong Yan"

Yu Boya broke the piano and thanked her bosom friend.

Lang said that the bag was once torn apart, but who can tell Qin!

Doing business today is as good as a ghost, and my heart is hanging in the air.

Think back to last spring, there was a gentleman by the river. I visited again today, but I didn't see my bosom friend.

But seeing a cup of dirt breaks my heart!

Sad, sad, sad, can't bear to cry.

Why come and go? There are dark clouds on the river bank.

Zizizizi Xi, you and I are as good as our word, and we have passed the end of the world without enough words. This song will never be played again, and the three-foot lyre will die for you! "

I'm not hitting anyone!

All smiles are friends, but it's hard to find a bosom friend.

Snobbish, snobbish, gentle, who will repeat the confidant!

Boya will not die in the clock, which is an eternal miracle.

The following is the full text

Lang said that the bag was once torn apart, but who can tell Qin!

Doing business today is as good as a ghost, and my heart is hanging in the air.

Since ancient times, there are a lot of feelings in papers, such as Guan Bao. Guan Yiwu is in charge, and the bag is the bag. They are all businessmen. They share the profits equally. When Wu got more benefits, his uncle didn't think he was greedy, but he knew he was poor. Later, when Wu went to prison, his uncle took it off and recommended it as Qi Xiang. Such a friend is a true friend. There are several names for knowing each other: those who are bound by kindness are called bosom friends; Those who are close to each other are called close; Mutual affection is called bosom friend, and knowing each other is always called bosom friend.

Today, I'm going to tell a story about Yu Boya. Ladies and gentlemen, listen; Don't listen, suit yourself. It is precisely because "knowing ourselves and knowing each other does not mean that we don't talk." According to legend, during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there was a man named Boya Yu Mingrui, a native of the State of Chu, which is now Jingzhou Prefecture. Although Yu Boya is a native of Chu, his official star is in the State of Jin, and his official position is the supreme doctor. I came to Chu for a job on the orders of the Jin Lord. Boya asked for this job, on the one hand, he is a great talent and humiliated your life; Secondly, it can save the village and kill two birds with one stone. At that time, from the land to Du Ying, he appeared before the king of Chu and ordered the gold master. The king of Chu gave him a banquet and respected him very much. That's the land of mulberries. I have to see the grave and meet my relatives and friends for a while. However, despite this, everything is under your control, and you dare not stay up late. When the business is done, I will bid farewell to the king of Chu. The king of Chu gave him gold and silks and satins, and gave him chariots and horses. Boya left Chu State 12 years ago, thinking about the victory of the old country and the mountains. In order to get a free vision, he had to turn back from the wide waterway. But he pretended to hit the king of Chu and said, "It's a pity that I have a dog disease and I can't beat Ma Chi. Ask for a fake boat to swim medicine. " The king of Chu allowed him to play and ordered the navy to dispatch two big ships, one positive and one negative. The main ship came from the state of Jin, and the auxiliary ship arranged the servants' luggage. They are all blue radial paddles, brocade curtains and high sails, which are very neat. The ministers went straight to Jiangtou.

Just because of the wonders, regardless of mountains and rivers. Boya is a romantic genius, and the victory of the country is in his arms. Smooth sailing, thousands of layers of blue waves, endless green hills, distant water clarification. A few days later, I went to the mouth of Hanyang River. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, a sudden gust of wind and heavy rain broke out. The ship was unable to move forward and anchored under the cliff. Soon, it was calm, the rain stopped and a bright moon appeared. The moon after the rain, its light is constant. Boya sat alone in the cabin, bored, and ordered the boy to burn incense in the stove. "Wait for me to caress the piano and send my feelings." Let the boy burn incense and put the piano bag in the record room. Boya opened the bag, took out the piano, tuned the string, turned it, and a song popped up. Before the end of the song, I pointed to the sound of "scratching" and broke a string. Bo Ya was frightened and asked the boy to ask the bow, "Where is this ship?" The bow replied, "Occasionally, due to wind and rain, it stops at the foot of the mountain. Although there are some grass trees, there is no one. " Boya was surprised and thought, "This is a barren hill. If someone who is smart and eager to learn listens to my piano illegally, the sound of the piano changes suddenly and the strings are broken. How can anyone listen to the piano under this barren mountain? Oh, I see. I think it's an assassin sent by my enemy. Otherwise, thieves may serve me more deeply and rob my property on board. " Left and right call: "You come with me to the cliff to search. Not in the depths of Liu Yin, but in the reeds! " The left and right leaders gathered everyone and prepared to jump off the cliff. Suddenly, someone on the shore promised, "Don't be suspicious, my Lord is on board. The boy is not a traitor, but a woodcutter. Because firewood came home late, it rained heavily and the wind was strong, and the rain gear couldn't cover it, so I plunged into the rock. Wen Jun is elegant and has exercises. Don't listen to the piano. " Boya said with a smile, "There is a woodcutter in the mountain who dares to say' listen to the piano'! I don't care whether this statement is true or not. Left and right, let him go. " The man didn't leave, but said loudly on the cliff, "Your Excellency's words are ridiculous! Haven't you heard that there must be loyalty in one city and ten rooms? There are gentlemen at the door, but there are gentlemen outside. If adults bully people who don't listen to the piano in Shan Ye, the night will be quieter, and there should be no piano-playing guests under the desolate cliff. "

Boya saw that he spoke very well, or that he was really listening to the piano. He stopped left and right, approached the hatch and asked with a smile, "Since the gentleman on the cliff has been listening to the piano for a long time, do you know what tune I just played?" The humanitarian said, "If you don't know, come down and listen to the piano. Just now, the adults played, but Kong Zhongni sighed Yan Hui, and the music entered the piano. The word says,' It's a pity that Yan Hui ordered fleas to die, which made people like frost. Just because of the music in the humble alley, ... "When I got to this sentence, I broke my string and missed the fourth sentence. The boy still remembers:' Be remembered forever.' "I am afraid that I will be overjoyed and say," Sir, if you are not a layman, it is too far from the cliff to answer the question. "Life around us:" Jump with your hands, look at the handrail, invite the gentleman aboard, and elaborate. "The man jumped from left to right and got on the boat. He was indeed a woodcutter: wearing a bamboo hat, a bamboo hat, a pointed shoulder in his hand, an axe in his waist and sandals. The subordinates who knew how to talk well looked at each other with their eyes open when they saw a woodcutter: "Duh! When the woodcutter went down to the cabin, he saw my master kowtowing and asked you something, so be careful to promise. The official is waiting! " Da Qiao was very interesting and said, "Don't be rude, wait until I take off my clothes. "In addition to the hat, the head is covered with a green cloth towel; Take off the hemp fiber and put on a blue shirt; Tie your shoulders, tie your waist, expose the strip of cloth and cut it off. At that time, there was no hurry, and hemp fibers, hats, pointed shoulders and axes were all placed outside the hatch. Take off your sandals, remove the muddy water, put them on again and step into the cabin. The lights and candles on the public seats in business class are dazzling. The woodcutter didn't kneel, bowed for a long time and said, "My Lord, salute. "Yu Boya is the minister of the State of Jin, and there are two pieces of cloth in his eyes. If you come down to reciprocate, you will lose your official position. Please get off the boat and don't scold him back. Boya was helpless and raised his hand slightly and said, "No need to give me a gift." Tell the boy to watch. The boy took a chair and put it under the table. Afraid of being rude, he spat at the woodcutter and said, "Sit down." You and I are called slugs. The firewood was big and unyielding, so he sat down.

Boya was a little scolded when he saw him sitting there without talking, so he didn't ask his name or invite his people to tea. After sitting in silence for a long time, he asked strangely, "Is that you listening to the piano on the cliff?" The woodcutter replied, "I dare not." Boya said, "Let me ask you something. Since you have come to listen to the piano, you must know its origin. Who made this piano? What's good about caressing him? " Just then, a report came from the bow: "It's calm, and the moon is as bright as day, so you can sail." Boya paid: "Wait a minute!" The woodcutter said, "Lord Cheng asked me. If you are tired of your speech, you may miss Sailing on the Wind. " Boya said with a smile, "I'm afraid you don't understand piano theory." If it makes sense, you won't be an official, and it's no big deal, not to mention your travel speed! " The woodcutter said, "In that case, don't you dare talk nonsense. This piano was carved by Fu, and when he saw the essence of five stars, the phoenix tree flew down and the phoenix emperor came to the piano. Phoenix is the king of birds. It doesn't eat bamboo, it doesn't live in Wu Tong, and it doesn't drink Liquan. Fuxi learned that Platanus acerifolia is a good material in trees, which captures the essence of nature and is worthy of elegant music and cutting. Its tree is three feet high and divided into three sections according to the number of 33 days, which are divided into three talents: heaven, earth and man. Knock, its sound is too clear, and it is wasted because it is too light; Knock, its sound is too turbid, because it is too heavy and wasted; Take a middle section and knock it, its sound is clear and turbid, with light and heavy. Soak in running water for 72 days, and count as 72. Take it to the shade, choose the right time and place, and make it into a musical instrument with Liu Ziqi, a skilled craftsman. This is the joy of Yaochi, hence the name lyre. Three feet six inches long, 36 1 degree on Sunday. The front is eight inches wide and is divided into eight sections; After four inches wide, press four points; Two inches thick, weighing two meters. There are golden boy's head, jade girl's waist, fairy's back, Longtan, Fengtan, jade pendant and gold emblem. There are twelve emblems, showing December; According to the leap month, there is also an emblem. First, there are five strings on the top and five elements on the outside: gold, wood, water, fire and earth; Press five tones in it: male, upper, cross, positive and Yu. Yao Shun practiced banjo and sang the poem "South Wind", which ruled the world. Later, because Zhou Wenwang was imprisoned by jealousy, he took an examination of Boyi and added a string, which was beautiful and sad, and was called Wen Xian. After the attack of the king of Wu, the former song was followed by dancing and adding strings, which was called Wu Xian. First, there are five strings, namely Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng and Yu, and then there are two strings, which are called Wu Wen lyre. This piano has six taboos, seven don't play and eight unique skills. What are the six taboos? One taboo is cold, the other taboo is hot summer, the third taboo is strong wind, the fourth taboo is rainstorm, the fifth taboo is thunder, and the sixth taboo is heavy snow. Why don't you play seven? The mourners don't play, the musicians don't play, things are wrong, people are clean, clothes are wrong, incense is burned, and friends don't play. What are the eight stunts? In a word, elegant and tragic. The sound of the piano touched the perfect place. The roaring tiger heard it but didn't roar, and the mourning ape heard it but didn't crow. It is also the benefit of yarraa. "

When Boya heard his answer, he was worried that it was a memory study. He thought to himself, "even the knowledge of the back topic is his credit." I'll try him again. " At this time, it was not like being called you and me before. He asked, "The first step is to understand music theory. At that time, Kong Zhongni was playing the piano in the room, and Yan Hui came in from the outside. The piano is quiet, and I suspect it's greed. I asked him strangely. Zhong Ni said, "I'm good at playing drums. When I saw a cat catching mice, I wanted to catch them, but I was afraid of losing them. This greedy intention is revealed in Stone. "Beginning to know the principle of the holy door music, into the subtle. If there is something missing in your heart, you can smell it with your first step? " The woodcutter said, "Shi Mao said,' If others have a heart, they should consider it.' Adults try to fondle, and boys let their hearts guess. If you can't guess, adults can't see the crime. "Boya will be broken string reorganization, meditation for a long time. Its meaning is that the mountain is high and easy to fiddle with. The woodcutter praised, "It's so beautiful, adults' intention is in the mountains!" " Boya did not answer. And concentrate for a while and play the piano again, which means running water. The woodcutter praised again: "it's delicious, and it's aimed at running water!" " In just a few words, Boya's heart was revealed. Bo Ya was frightened, pushed the piano and saluted the host and guest. Even shouted: "I was rude! No respect! There are jewels hidden in the stone. If you judge a book by its cover, you will miss the wise men in the world! What's your name, Mr. Gao Mingya? " Leaning down, he replied, "This child's name is Zhong, Hui and Zi." Boya handed it over and said, "It's Mr. Zhong Ziqi." In the second issue, I asked, "What's your adult's name? Where is Rong? ""My official, Yu Rui, was an official of the Jin Dynasty. He came to China because he was employed, "Boya said." Zi Qi said, "It turned out to be Lord Boya." Boya Tuizi, accompanied by the chairman, sat in the guest seat and ordered the boy to order tea. After drinking tea, he ordered the boy to bring some wine. Boya said, "Don't take this opportunity to gossip." The sub-word said, "I dare not."

The boy took heptachlor and they sat down to drink. Boya asked, "Mr. Sheng is from Chu. I wonder where you live?" Zi Qi said: "Not far from here, the place name of Jixian Village in Maanshan is barren." Boya nodded and said, "What a Jixian village." He asked, "What is Taoism?" Zi Qi said, "That is, firewood for a living." Boya smiled and said, "Mr. Zi Qi, you shouldn't talk arrogantly. If you have the ambition like Mr. Zi Qi, why not pursue fame, stand in the corridor temple and hang your name on bamboo and silk? "But that's Tzu Chi's nymph, feeding on firewood and dying of vegetation? Stealing for the husband does not take it. " Zi Zi said, "To tell you the truth, there are two elderly relatives at home, but there are no brothers and sisters to supplement them. Pick firewood for the rest of my parents' lives. Although it is a respect for the three fairs, I can't bear to raise it within one day. " Boya said, "Such great filial piety is rare. "Have a drink for a while. The child's humiliation is not surprising, and Boya likes it more and more. Ask the child again: "How much youth? Sub-period said, "Seven out of twenty are wasted." "Boya said," XiaGuan ten years older. If you don't give up, you will become brothers and live up to your bosom friends. "Zi Zi smiled and said," My Lord is poor! Adults are the masters of the country, and Zhong Hui is the son of a poor country. How dare you bring it up to humiliate me? " Boya said, "We know each other all over the world. How many people can know each other? I'm so lucky that I, a small official, can marry Gao Xian. If wealth and poverty are suspicious, why is Yu Rui waiting for others! " So he ordered the boy to rekindle the fire, get familiar with the fragrance, and made eight obeisances in the cabin. Boya is a brother and a younger brother. In the future, brothers will be commensurate, and life and death will not be borne. Come on, I'll drink it hot. Let Boya sit in the second stage and Boya will follow his words. In a cup of chopsticks, the next seat, brothers, talk to each other. Exactly: "I am not tired of entertaining guests, and my bosom friend is too obedient." "

Talking about it is strong, not feeling the moon is thin and the stars are thin, and the east is white. All the sailors on board stood up, packed their awnings and prepared to sail. The hippopotamus chef got up to leave. Boya handed the hippo chef a glass of wine, took the hippo chef's hand and sighed, "Dear brother, it's too late for me to meet you, and it's too early for me to say goodbye!" When I heard the news, I didn't feel tears dripping into the cup. Gulp it off, pour wine in return for Boya. Both of them have their own attachments. Boya said, "My stupid brother is full of feelings. He wants to postpone his good brother's trip for a few days. Is it possible? " Zizi said, "I don't want to follow each other. But the parents of the second child are old,' parents are here, and they don't travel far.' Boya said: "Since the two venerable persons are in the hall, I will go back and tell my parents that I have come to Jinyang to see my brother. This is' You must go'." Zi Qi said, "I dare not make a promise easily, but I don't believe it. If I am a good brother, I should keep my promise. If my second cousin disobeys my orders and my dear brother hangs thousands of miles away, I will feel even more guilty. " Boya said, "My dear brother, this is the so-called sincerity. All right, I'll come to see my good brother next year. " Zi Qi said, "When will my dear friend come here next year? My brother is good at waiting for you. ""Last night was the Mid-Autumn Festival, "Boya said with a bent finger." Today, it is dawn, August 16. " Dear brother, I am still visiting the Mid-Autumn Festival on May 6th. If the autumn moon is late after the middle of the year, it is a good letter, not a gentleman. "Call the boy:" The billing office will write down the place name where Zhong Xiandi lives and the date of meeting in the diary. Zi Zi said, "In that case, my brother will stand by and watch the river on the fifth and sixth days of the Mid-Autumn Festival next year. I dare not make mistakes. It's dawn, my brother is leaving. " Boya said, "My dear brother, stay here." He ordered the boy to get two gold medals without a seal, folded his hands and said, "My dear brother, you need to pay a small gift, and this gift is for the kindness of these two respectable people." Gentle flesh and blood, not too light. "I dare not sell myself short and accept it immediately. Farewell, tearfully out of the cabin, took a pole, picked a hemp fiber and a hat, pinned an axe to his waist, jumped on the handrail and climbed the cliff. Boya was sent directly to the bow, and each of them said goodbye with tears.

Don't say go home next time. In addition, Yu Boya set sail and won all the way. He is not interested in watching. He has been thinking about people who know him. A few days later, I left the ship and went ashore. When I passed by, I knew that I was a doctor of the State of Jin, so I dared not speak out of turn, and arranged to send horses and chariots. Until Jinyang, replied to the Jin Lord, not to mention it.

Time flies, after autumn and winter, I don't think spring will go to summer. Boya is pregnant. Forget it every day Thinking that the Mid-Autumn Festival was coming, I called the Lord Jin and asked for leave to go home. Zhu Jin agreed. Boya packed her luggage, but she made a big turn and took the water. After disembarking, pay the sailors, but where the bay stops, come and report the place names. This happened by accident. It happened to be the evening of August 15, and the sailors reported that it was not far from Maanshan. Boya still vaguely knows where the ship docked last year. Give it to the sailors, anchor the boat in the bay, anchor at the bottom of the water and nail it to the cliff. On a mysterious night, a ray of moonlight shot into Julian from the hut. Boya ordered the boy to roll up the curtains, get out of the hatch, stand above the bow and look up at the barrel handle. The underwater heavenly heart is boundless, like day. Thinking about knowing each other stops at the bright moon. Come back tonight, it's a beautiful night. He agreed to wait for each other by the river, but how come there is no sign of him? Is it cool? After waiting for a while, I thought, "I care." There are many boats coming and going by the river. What I am sailing today is not the ship I sailed last year. How can my brother recognize it urgently? Last year, I used to play the piano to disturb my bosom friend. Tonight, I will still tease the lyre. My brother will come to see him when he hears about it. The boy ordered a piano table to set a bow, burn incense and set a table. "。 Boya opened the bag, tuned the string, turned it, and then the melody was melodious, and there was a sad voice in the string. Boya stopped playing the piano and said, "Ah! Shang Xian's voice is mournful, and my brother will be worried at home. Last year, I said my parents were old. If the father dies, so will the mother. Filial piety is important. He would rather break his promise to me than be rude to his relatives, so he didn't come. Tomorrow morning, I will personally visit the cliff. "Tell the boy to clean up the piano table and go to bed.

Boya stayed up all night. I really don't know. I wish I knew. Look at the moving shadow of the moon, the sunrise on the mountain. Boya got up to wash and dress, ordered the boy to play the piano and accompany him, and took twelve taels of gold with him: "This is a funeral for my brother." Kicking and jumping up the cliff, walking on the firewood path, about ten miles, out of a valley mouth, Boya stopped. The boy asked, "Why can't you master it?" Boya said: "The mountains are divided into north and south, and the roads are divided into east and west. Coming out of the valley, there are roads at both ends, and both of them will go. Do you know which way to take in Jixian village? Only when someone knows the way and asks him clearly can it be feasible. " Boya seldom rests on the stone, and the children stand behind. Soon, on the left-hand road, an old man with a beard and a jade thread hanging down, a silver thread in his hair, a wild suit on his crown, a cane in his left hand and a bamboo basket in his right hand came slowly. Boya stood up, dressed and saluted. The old man is in no hurry. He gently put down the bamboo basket in his right hand and raised his staff in return. "What do you think, sir?" Boya said, "Excuse me, which of the two roads goes to Jixian Village?" The old man said, "Those two roads are two Jixian villages. On the left is Jixian Village, and on the right is Jixian Village, with Sanli thoroughfare. Mr. Wang came out from the middle of the valley. Fifteen miles east and fifteen miles west. I wonder which Jixian village Mr. Wang is going to? "

Boya was silent and thought, "My brother is a wise man. Why is he so confused? " ! On the day of the meeting, you knew that there were two Jixian villages, either going up or down. You should make it clear. "Boya is reciting songs, and the old man said," Sir, there are so many thoughts of reciting songs that the Taoist must have never separated. He always said that there was a Jixian village, and Mr. Jiao was nowhere to be found. "Boya said," yes. "The old man said," In two Jixian villages, there are 10 or 20 farmers, most of whom live in seclusion. I have lived in this mountain for several years. Because I have lived in the countryside for twenty years, I have no relatives. These farmers are either my relatives or my friends. Go to Jixian village, you must be friends. Just say the name of the friend you want to visit, and your husband will know his residence. " Boya said, "The students are going to Zhongjiazhuang." When the old man heard the word "Zhongjiazhuang", his eyes were dim and he burst into tears. He said, "Sir, you can go to another house. You don't have to go to Zhongjiazhuang. " Boya asked in surprise, "but why?" "The old man asked," Who do you want to visit when you go to Zhongjiazhuang? " Boya said, "I want to visit next semester. Hearing this, the old man burst into tears and said, "The bell emblem is our son's. On August 15th last year, I went home late to collect firewood and met Mr. Yu Boya, a doctor from the State of Jin. Between lectures, they are congenial. Give me two gold medals when I leave. My son buys books to study. An old guy like me is incompetent and never bans him. When I was young, I carried firewood on my back. When I was young, I was diligent in education and exhausted. I began to be afraid of getting sick and died a few months later. "

Hearing this, Boya burst into tears and let out another cry. He fell on the cliff and fainted. Zhong Gong held hands and looked back at the child. "Who is this gentleman?" The child whispered, "It's Master Yu Boya." Zhong Gongdao: "Yuan Lai is a good friend of my son." Help Boya wake up. Boya sat on the ground, spitting and crying with her hands. "Dear brother," he said, "I went boating last night, and I tell you that you are sincere. Do you know that you are a ghost under the spring? You have talent but no life! " Zhong Gong wiped his tears and advised him. Boya began to cry and bowed to Zhong Gong again. He didn't dare to call his father-in-law, but called him an old man, just to see the meaning of being a brother. Boya said, "Grandpa, is your son still at home or out of the countryside?" Zhong: "It's a long story! On the deathbed of my dead son, my husband and I were sitting on the sofa. My dead son's last words said,' It is God's business to turn over a new leaf. My son failed to fulfill his responsibility as a son before his death and was buried by the Maanshan River after his death. I have an appointment with Yu Boya, a doctor of the Jin Dynasty, who wants to practice my preface. "The son of the old deathlessly last words. On the right side of the road Mr. Chua walked, there is a hill, which is the home of my son Zhong Hui. Today is a one-hundred-day taboo. When can I see my husband? I took a piece of paper money and burned it in front of the grave! "Boya said," in that case, I will accompany the old man and worship at the grave. "I let the children carry bamboo blue for squire.

Zhong Gong led the way with his staff, Boya followed, the children followed, and then returned to Taniguchi. If you see a pile of new soil, it's on the left side of the road. Boya dressed up and bowed down: "My good brother was clever before his death, but he will serve the gods after his death. Brother Yu, this is farewell! " Goodbye and cry again. Before and after disturbing the mountain, people on the left and right sides of the mountain, whether living or walking, heard that the North Korean minister had come to offer sacrifices to Zhong Ziqi, and all gathered around the grave to see it. However, Boya has never made sacrifices and has no feelings. The boy was ordered to take out the lyre bag, put it on the stone altar, cross his legs and sit in front of the grave, sobbing for two lines and standing on the lyre. The audience heard the sonorous rhythm of the piano, applauded and laughed, and then dispersed. Boya asked, "Old man, I am an official who plays the piano, hanging on your son's good brother. I can't help feeling sad. Why are people laughing? " Zhong said to him, "Country people don't understand melody. I heard the sound of the piano as a fun tool, so I laughed. " Boya said, "I see. Does the old man know what music he is playing? " Zhong said, "I was used to it when I was young. Now that I am old, my five senses are half useless and I haven't understood for a long time. " Boya said, "This is a short song that Xiaguan randomly plays to show his respect for your son and recite it to the old man." Zhong Gongping: "I'd like to hear it." Boya chanting cloud:

Think back to last spring, there was a gentleman by the river. I visited again today, but I didn't see my bosom friend.

But seeing a cup of dirt breaks my heart!

Sad, sad, sad, can't bear to cry.

Why come and go? There are dark clouds on the river bank.

Zizizizi Xi, you and I are as good as our word, and we have passed the end of the world without enough words. This song will never be played again, and the three-foot lyre will die for you! "

Boya took out a knife from the clothes peg, cut the strings, raised the piano with both hands, and threw it on the stone platform, leaving Yu Zhen with a ghosting image and a messy gold emblem. Zhong Gong was frightened and asked, "Why did Sir break this piano?" Boya Road:

I'm not hitting anyone!

All smiles are friends, but it's hard to find a bosom friend.

Zhong: "I see, poor thing! Poor thing! "Boya said," The old man is tall. Is he from Jixian Village or Jixian Village? " Zhong Gongdao: "The eighth house in Shangjixian Village is deserted. Mr. Wang now asks him why? " Boya said, "I am so sad that I dare not go to court with the old man." You bring two ounces of gold, half for your son's enjoyment, and half for a few acres of land for sacrifice, as the cost of sweeping your son's grave during the Spring and Autumn Period. When Xiaguan returned to this dynasty, the above report was returned to the forest. At that time, I went to Shangjixian Village to meet the old man and aunt, and spent the rest of my life in the cold palace together. I am a child, and the child is me. Old man, don't treat the following officials as outsiders. " After that, he ordered the boy to take out the gold and give it to Zhong Gong, crying and kneeling on the ground. Zhong Gong answered his prayer and lingered for a long time without saying goodbye.

This time, the title of the book is "Yu Boya Wrestling Piano Thanks to Your Companion". Later generations have poems praising the cloud:

Snobbish, snobbish, gentle, who will repeat the confidant!

Boya will not die in the clock, which is an eternal miracle.