Red plums reflect youth

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

After Ziqing arrived at Qingcheng Pavilion, he worked hard from morning to night, studied hard, and made rapid progress.

Yu Xuefei cherishes his talent, appreciates his sincerity, pities him for his hard work, so she intends to help him.Instruct him to go to Fahua Temple to worship his close friend, Mr. Li Jinyuan, as his teacher.

On this day, Ziqing packed up his luggage and came to Fahua Temple. The little novice led the way to Li Jinyuan's residence, Qingfengju.

Li Jinyuan, dressed in flowing white clothes, was painting. When he heard Ziqing come in, he raised his eyes and smiled gently. He gently pressed his slender fingers to his lips, made a silent movement, and buried his head to continue painting.

Ziqing had no choice but to sit on a chair beside him, looking curiously at this legendary genius.

It is said that he is the son of Li Qian, the prime minister of the current dynasty, and he showed amazing talent when he was very young. Whether it is piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, or poetry, words, songs, and fu, all of them are profound and artistic. .It can be said to be brilliant and amazing.

However, it seems that God can't see too perfect people. Li Jinyuan was born with heart disease, weak body and unable to be excited.

Li Xiang sent him to Fahua Temple to lead him to practice, stay away from the secular world, and continue his life and health.Now in his twenties, he has become an old friend with the eminent monk, Dharma Master, and they usually talk about Buddhism and Taoism, and cherish each other.

The world is fascinated by his amazing talent, but he lives in seclusion and his father's power is hidden, so few people can see the glory.Over time, it became a legend.

Fortunately, there is a girl Yu Xuefei in Qingcheng Pavilion who is his close friend, so he can often ask for some lyrics and sing them to the world.

Ziqing is so lucky to have Li Jinyuan as his teacher.Now watching him painting smoothly and smoothly from the sidelines, I am in a daze.

I saw him with a clear face, a slender figure, dressed in white clothes, elegant and elegant.The fingers are white and slender, the gesture of holding the brush is gentle and conceited, and the posture of painting is extremely elegant and somewhat mad.When he raised his eyes just now, he glanced at him and found that his eyes were peaceful and clean, and the water was as clear as a child.

The weather in early summer is light and warm, and the breeze blows through the living room, bringing a little bit of coolness.The surroundings are quiet and quiet, and the rustling sound of starting and writing adds a bit of peace and tranquility.Time passed slowly in such tranquility, as if the long years of mountains and rivers flowed quietly between the heavens and the earth.

Lifting the hand and stamping the pen, a painting is completed.

Li Jinyuan raised his hand to signal Ziqing to come and watch.Ziqing came over and looked down, the person in the painting with snowy skin and red cheeks was standing under the red plum branch, smiling gently.Who else is it?

Just now he was sitting there with a calm expression on his face, where did he know about his smile?

As if hearing Ziqing's voice, Li Jinyuan pointed to his own heart and said gently:

"Here tell me, although the young master looks cold and distant, his heart is warm and affectionate. He has no arrogance, is proud, his face is like a virgin, and a red plum is just right for you. A small painting, give it to the young master as a meeting gift."

Hearing Li Jinyuan's praise and love all of a sudden, he couldn't help but feel embarrassed, a blush crept up his cheeks, which was exactly the complexion of the person in the painting.

Suddenly a sparrow flew in and jumped up and down on the desk.Li Jinyuan looked at it, and stretched out his hand to caress the little bird's head. The bird was not afraid of life, and jumped onto Li Jinyuan's slender and delicate hands.Li Jinyuan's delicate and clear eyes were full of tenderness. He gently held the bird and kissed it lightly on his lips, which was extremely gentle and intimate.After feeding it some tea, he let it fly out, followed the bird out of the window, and said softly, "I'm afraid it has gathered all the spirituality in the world."

Ziqing watched this scene quietly, his eyes sparkled suddenly, and he realized something in his heart.

Li Jinyuan suddenly remembered that Ziqing was still in the living room, so he leaned over and sat beside an antique Jiaoweiqin, and while gently stroking a few strings with his dexterous fingertips, he said, "Xuefei has already told me, okay?" Reiki stories, people with good aura~"

Ziqing knew that Li Jinyuan wanted to teach him how to play the piano, so he hurriedly said: "Young master loves me, Ziqing is a beginner who is shallow and ignorant, please teach me."

Li Jinyuan laughed while playing the piano, and laughed extremely frivolously: "You are a wonderful person, but you are so cautious, quickly accept all your courtesy and self-effacing." After finishing speaking, he pressed the strings lightly with his hand, Stop the vibration.He raised his eyes and looked at Ziqing seriously: "There is no young master, no Ziqing, and no Li Jinyuan here, just you, me, and a piano. The melody is already there, waiting for you to hear it~"

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly plucked the strings and asked, "What did you hear?"

Ziqing felt agitated when he heard the sound of the piano with his eyes closed, and replied, "Thrilling."

Li Jinyuan turned around and provoked a few more times, and asked, "What did you hear?"

This time Ziqing felt relieved, and replied, "Quiet."

Then Li Jinyuan twisted the bass a few times.

"Depressed, sad."

Li Jinyuan flicked on the high pitch again.

"Joyful, cheerful."

Li Jinyuan stopped fiddling, looked at Ziqing happily, and praised: "Look, you clearly understand everything."

Ziqing was suddenly enlightened. Yes, he has been studying the piano these days and has been obsessed with fingering and piano skills, but he forgot that the rhythm of music is originally suitable for people's joys and sorrows. Laughing and cursing are the rhythm of the heart. Describing the things of the heart with the sound of the piano, it is a moving tune.After figuring this out, my heart felt very smooth, and I couldn't help feeling a little admiration for Li Jinyuan.

Seeing Ziqing's happy face, Li Jinyuan knew that he had realized it.So she lowered her eyebrows and said, "Ziqing, close your eyes and imagine a flower," and fiddled a few more times, and asked, "What about this time?"

Ziqing closed her eyes, listened carefully, and then replied, "Delicate and open."

"Imagine the snowy night, what did you hear?" Li Jinyuan still fiddled with the few notes just now.

"It rustled down."

"Imagine your loved ones, and listen again." Still the same few voices.

Ziqing thought of Qiao Sheng, and smiled faintly: "Innocent smile."

Li Jinyuan nodded when he heard the words, and continued to fiddle with those few sounds: "This time, imagine the person you love..."

Hearing this, Ziqing felt a sudden pain in her heart, opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at Li Jinyuan in a daze.Aware of his gaffe, he hastily lowered his eyes to hide his embarrassment.

When Li Jinyuan saw it, he suddenly understood a little bit, then smiled, got up and said, "Ziqing, you have a lot of wisdom, and you will surely achieve something in the future."

Just as Ziqing calmed down, thinking about the wonderful experience just now, the same sounds, but under different thoughts, actually aroused different emotions, and felt a little grasped again in a trance.

Hearing Li Jinyuan's words, he quickly saluted and thanked him very sincerely.

At this time, Li Jinyuan's face suddenly tightened, his hands clutched his chest, his body trembled uncontrollably, and he was about to lose his standing.Ziqing hurried over to support him, only to realize that his whole body was drenched in cold sweat, his brows were tightly wrinkled, his lips were pale, his breathing was rapid, and his complexion was in extreme pain.

Li Jinyuan tremblingly pointed to the bottle of medicine on the table. Ziqing didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly took it and handed it to him. After Li Jinyuan drank it, his breathing gradually became calm, and some blood appeared on his pale face. .

Li Jinyuan was in Ziqing's arms, gasping slightly, and said weakly: "Jin Yuan's congenital deficiency makes you laugh."

Ziqing shook her head hastily, looking at him distressedly, her eyes full of concern.Such a person who has nothing in the sky and nothing on the earth is actually plagued by serious diseases.How can such a person not arouse pity.

At this time, Li Jinyuan's servant came in. After expressing his gratitude to Ziqing, he hurriedly served his son properly.

Ziqing knew that Li Jinyuan needed to rest and recuperate, and saw that it was going to rain, so he got up and left.