Chapter 3653: 3653
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Although Qin Wuyan was puzzled, he knelt down and kowtowed to the wizard three times.
The wizard said, "I'm thirsty. Go and pour me a cup of tea."
But Qin had no choice but to sip the tea in front of the old man.
The wizard said, "what I gave you is very important. You can't fall into anyone's hands. Do you know?"
Qin Wuyan nodded.
"Don't lose it."
"Yes."
"If you remember it all, it's ruined, you know?"
"Yes."
"Study the rhythm well. When you master it, you will find the rules in it."
"Thank you, old man."
The wizard waved to him to leave.
After Qin Wuyan left, the old man sighed: "is this God's will? If he didn't know the melody or didn't have a basic knowledge, maybe he would play it today. "
Unfortunately, he just went to learn the temperament. Once he got started, the Gui Yuan Opera and the temperament would complement each other. Only by mastering the temperament and having a high understanding can he find the key to the Gui Yuan opera.
His instruction can only stop here. It's up to the other party to understand.
This song of returning to the Yuan Dynasty is a call to all things, including human beings.
Everyone has a devil in his heart. Unless he conquers the devil with his mind or knows nothing about music at the beginning, it will not have any effect.
otherwise, the heavier the devil is, the more difficult it is to break away from the inner barrier, and fail to see the essence of this music, and the mood will be affected by this temperament.
Qin Wuyan went back to his room, wrote his homework, read the book, took out the paper given him by the wizard in the moonlight, and engraved the notes one by one in his mind.
When I remember all of them in my mind, I blow and burn the origami and burn the yellow paper.
The words of the wizard reverberated in his mind. Qin speechless thought for a moment, jumped out of the window, left the priesthood, and went to a forest. According to those notes, he played with bamboo flute...
but at the end, the scene of his brother's tragic death appeared again in his mind. His mind was scattered, and the whole person was in a state of extreme anger and madness ...
before he had time to withdraw from the music, a mouthful of blood gushed out directly.
Qin Wuyan's whole body seemed to collapse on the grass.
He holds the bamboo flute, looks up at the full moon in the sky, raises his hand to cover his eyes, and the pain of the past plunges into his heart like a knife...
he remembers what his brother said to him before he died, and the humiliation of his brother.
His chest is slightly undulating...
the night is very quiet, surrounded by the sound of insects, the wind is very cool, such as mother's whisper and touch.
Qin Wuyan's mood calmed down a little bit.
After a long time, he got up from the ground, picked up the bamboo flute and returned to the priesthood.
For three days in a row, he came out every night to practice the flute. Although he engraved all the notes in his head, when he played half of the time, his Qi and blood would surge. If he bent on playing, he would fall into a state of madness and hurt his body and heart...
Qin Wuyan had to give up playing for the time being and planned to practice the temperament first and learn the Qin and Qi books with his master Painting.
Qin music can cultivate sentiment, playing chess can take a panoramic view of the whole situation, calligraphy can calm the heart, painting can find those subtle beauty, which can also be regarded as mood adjustment...
in this paper, the author analyzes the influence of Qin music on the mood of the Chinese people www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
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Although Qin Wuyan was puzzled, he knelt down and kowtowed to the wizard three times.
The wizard said, "I'm thirsty. Go and pour me a cup of tea."
But Qin had no choice but to sip the tea in front of the old man.
The wizard said, "what I gave you is very important. You can't fall into anyone's hands. Do you know?"
Qin Wuyan nodded.
"Don't lose it."
"Yes."
"If you remember it all, it's ruined, you know?"
"Yes."
"Study the rhythm well. When you master it, you will find the rules in it."
"Thank you, old man."
The wizard waved to him to leave.
After Qin Wuyan left, the old man sighed: "is this God's will? If he didn't know the melody or didn't have a basic knowledge, maybe he would play it today. "
Unfortunately, he just went to learn the temperament. Once he got started, the Gui Yuan Opera and the temperament would complement each other. Only by mastering the temperament and having a high understanding can he find the key to the Gui Yuan opera.
His instruction can only stop here. It's up to the other party to understand.
This song of returning to the Yuan Dynasty is a call to all things, including human beings.
Everyone has a devil in his heart. Unless he conquers the devil with his mind or knows nothing about music at the beginning, it will not have any effect.
otherwise, the heavier the devil is, the more difficult it is to break away from the inner barrier, and fail to see the essence of this music, and the mood will be affected by this temperament.
Qin Wuyan went back to his room, wrote his homework, read the book, took out the paper given him by the wizard in the moonlight, and engraved the notes one by one in his mind.
When I remember all of them in my mind, I blow and burn the origami and burn the yellow paper.
The words of the wizard reverberated in his mind. Qin speechless thought for a moment, jumped out of the window, left the priesthood, and went to a forest. According to those notes, he played with bamboo flute...
but at the end, the scene of his brother's tragic death appeared again in his mind. His mind was scattered, and the whole person was in a state of extreme anger and madness ...
before he had time to withdraw from the music, a mouthful of blood gushed out directly.
Qin Wuyan's whole body seemed to collapse on the grass.
He holds the bamboo flute, looks up at the full moon in the sky, raises his hand to cover his eyes, and the pain of the past plunges into his heart like a knife...
he remembers what his brother said to him before he died, and the humiliation of his brother.
His chest is slightly undulating...
the night is very quiet, surrounded by the sound of insects, the wind is very cool, such as mother's whisper and touch.
Qin Wuyan's mood calmed down a little bit.
After a long time, he got up from the ground, picked up the bamboo flute and returned to the priesthood.
For three days in a row, he came out every night to practice the flute. Although he engraved all the notes in his head, when he played half of the time, his Qi and blood would surge. If he bent on playing, he would fall into a state of madness and hurt his body and heart...
Qin Wuyan had to give up playing for the time being and planned to practice the temperament first and learn the Qin and Qi books with his master Painting.
Qin music can cultivate sentiment, playing chess can take a panoramic view of the whole situation, calligraphy can calm the heart, painting can find those subtle beauty, which can also be regarded as mood adjustment...
in this paper, the author analyzes the influence of Qin music on the mood of the Chinese people www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Although Qin Wuyan was puzzled, he knelt down and kowtowed to the wizard three times. The wizard said, "I'm thirsty. Go and pour me a cup of tea." But Qin had no choice but to sip the tea in front of the old man. The wizard said, "what I gave you is very important. You can't fall into anyone's hands. Do you know?" Qin Wuyan nodded. "Don't lose it." "Yes." "If you remember it all, it's ruined, you know?" "Yes." "Study the rhythm well. When you master it, you will find the rules in it." "Thank you, old man." The wizard waved to him to leave. After Qin Wuyan left, the old man sighed: "is this God's will? If he didn't know the melody or didn't have a basic knowledge, maybe he would play it today. " Unfortunately, he just went to learn the temperament. Once he got started, the Gui Yuan Opera and the temperament would complement each other. Only by mastering the temperament and having a high understanding can he find the key to the Gui Yuan opera. His instruction can only stop here. It's up to the other party to understand. This song of returning to the Yuan Dynasty is a call to all things, including human beings. Everyone has a devil in his heart. Unless he conquers the devil with his mind or knows nothing about music at the beginning, it will not have any effect. otherwise, the heavier the devil is, the more difficult it is to break away from the inner barrier, and fail to see the essence of this music, and the mood will be affected by this temperament. Qin Wuyan went back to his room, wrote his homework, read the book, took out the paper given him by the wizard in the moonlight, and engraved the notes one by one in his mind. When I remember all of them in my mind, I blow and burn the origami and burn the yellow paper. The words of the wizard reverberated in his mind. Qin speechless thought for a moment, jumped out of the window, left the priesthood, and went to a forest. According to those notes, he played with bamboo flute... but at the end, the scene of his brother's tragic death appeared again in his mind. His mind was scattered, and the whole person was in a state of extreme anger and madness ... before he had time to withdraw from the music, a mouthful of blood gushed out directly. Qin Wuyan's whole body seemed to collapse on the grass. He holds the bamboo flute, looks up at the full moon in the sky, raises his hand to cover his eyes, and the pain of the past plunges into his heart like a knife... he remembers what his brother said to him before he died, and the humiliation of his brother. His chest is slightly undulating... the night is very quiet, surrounded by the sound of insects, the wind is very cool, such as mother's whisper and touch. Qin Wuyan's mood calmed down a little bit. After a long time, he got up from the ground, picked up the bamboo flute and returned to the priesthood. For three days in a row, he came out every night to practice the flute. Although he engraved all the notes in his head, when he played half of the time, his Qi and blood would surge. If he bent on playing, he would fall into a state of madness and hurt his body and heart... Qin Wuyan had to give up playing for the time being and planned to practice the temperament first and learn the Qin and Qi books with his master Painting. Qin music can cultivate sentiment, playing chess can take a panoramic view of the whole situation, calligraphy can calm the heart, painting can find those subtle beauty, which can also be regarded as mood adjustment... in this paper, the author analyzes the influence of Qin music on the mood of the Chinese people www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
