Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road,
The grass is green and blue,
The evening wind blows the willows, the sound of the flute fades away, and the setting sun shines over the mountains.
The edge of the sky, the corner of the earth,
Most of my friends are gone,
Reunions are rare in life, but separations are common.
Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road,
The grass is green and blue,
I ask you when you will return, and when you come back, don’t hesitate.
The edge of the sky, the corner of the earth,
Most of my friends are gone,
A pot of wine to end my remaining joy, don’t dream of the cold tonight.
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The song "Farewell" describes the feeling of separation in the world. The lyrics are filled with immortal true feelings and contain deep Zen meaning. It is vivid and touching, accompanied by beautiful and pleasant melody, reaching the deepest part of people's hearts.
Once upon a time, Zhang Shixun often hummed this touching song.
Today I played and sang by myself, and when I thought of my parents and relatives who I will never see again, I couldn't help but cry.
After a long time, Zhang Shixun heard a low sob behind him. When he turned around to look, he suddenly remembered that someone was changing clothes. He quickly stopped and asked, "Madam, what's wrong with you? I think I hear you sobbing."
"It's all your fault! It's all your fault!" the woman in white choked behind him.
Zhang Shixun said apologetically, "Did I remind you of something sad?"
"Um!"
"As soon as my hands touched the strings, I suddenly thought of my parents who are far away, and I couldn't help but play this song."
"Did you write this poem?" asked the woman in white.
"No." Zhang Shixun was not so shameless and did not want to pretend to be someone else, so he said casually, "This was written by a monk."
"Written by a monk?" The woman in white found it incredible.
"Um!"
"This piece of music is very good, but your piano skills are amazing."
"Haha, thank you for the compliment."
"Sir, can I please memorize this piece of music?"
"Of course." This request was exactly what Zhang Shixun wanted, and he readily agreed.
That way, I could spend more time with her.
The woman in white said, "I've changed my clothes. Could you sing the song again? I'll prepare my writing brush and inkstone and write it down."
Zhang Shixun still turned his back to her politely. He nodded and said, "Get ready. I'll be waiting."
After the woman in white was ready, Zhang Shixun played the song again carefully.
She was very slow at noting down musical notation, and of course, she couldn't memorize it quickly either. The ancient method of notation was very complicated, with things like text notation, abbreviated notation, gongche notation, and so on.
Zhang Shixun's father and mother knew ancient musical notation because they studied ancient music scores. Zhang Shixun did not learn it and since he was not a researcher, there was no point in learning it.
After playing it over and over again countless times, the woman in white finally finished recording the music score.
Holding the music sheet, she smiled and said, "This piece of music is certainly an excellent piece, but your skill in playing the pipa is even more commendable."
"It's just so-so." Zhang Shixun said modestly.
He wanted to say that if you like listening, I can play for you often, but he opened his mouth and was embarrassed to say it. After all, they were just a chance meeting, so it was better to be reserved.
"I've memorized all the music. I'll learn to sing it later and show it to my sister. She's sure to like it."
"Can I turn around?" Zhang Shixun asked, his back still facing her.
"Ah! Look at me, I was so focused on memorizing the lyrics and music that I forgot to ask you to turn around." The woman in white said apologetically.
"It's okay." Zhang Shixun stood up and put the pipa back in its place.
"The rain has stopped, the sky is about to brighten, and the roosters are crowing." Youyou said.
Zhang Shixun nodded, he heard it too.
When the wind stops and the rain stops, the two will say goodbye, and then, perhaps there will never be another goodbye.
There are many such scenes in a person's life: passing each other in a hurry and never meeting again.
Glancing at the woman, she seemed to be thinking about something silently, standing there quietly without saying a word.
"What's the monk's name?" the woman in white suddenly asked.
"Which monk?" Zhang Shixun was caught off guard and asked in confusion.
“The monk who wrote the lyrics.”
"Well... I can't remember his name." Zhang Shixun scratched his head. He really couldn't remember the name of the lyricist.
"When are you planning to become a monk?" the woman in white asked again.
"Become a monk?" Zhang Shixun was completely confused. "I never said I wanted to become a monk."
The woman in white looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Don't lie to me. You wrote that poem, didn't you?"
"No, no!" Zhang Shixun shook his head like a rattle and denied it, "It really was written by a monk. I'm not lying to you."
The woman in white curled her lips and said, "Okay, let me ask you again, where did this monk become a monk now?"
Zhang Shixun broke out in a sweat and stammered, unable to answer.
The woman in white burst out laughing and said, "If it's really like what you said, a monk wrote this song before he became a monk, his song would have been famous all over the world long ago. Perhaps even monks can't do it."
"I don't think so. As long as a person wants to become a monk, no one can stop him. There is no causal relationship between becoming famous and becoming a monk."
The woman in white giggled, and the sound was very pleasant.
"why are you laughing?"
"I laugh at you for not being able to make up a lie. You're an honest man."
She actually said that I was an honest person!
Zhang Shixun felt amused and muttered to himself: If you knew the little dirty things in my heart, you probably wouldn't say that I am an honest man.
"My name is Zhang Shixun. May I know what this lady's name is?" Zhang Shixun asked with a bow. He must know the other person's name.
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