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White Fox

Original singers: Chen Rui, Gang Hui

Lyrics: Yu Zhuoer

Composer: Fenglin

/ Solo version, duet version, and complete story are all here.

Many years ago, on a sunny morning, the scholar sat on a tree stump and studied the Four Books and Five Classics. The scholar was so poor that he had not enough to eat, and the only valuable thing in his family was the two heavy loads of books.

The scholar sat in this forest every day, looking for a place to sit, reading until dark, and the days passed by in the sages' books.

At dusk that day, the scholar was reading. When he read about the setting sun, he shouted: "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade." Come, the scholar raised his head, and saw a white shadow coming towards his face. It was a crystal white little fox, spotless white, with two eyeballs moving around, and a continuous cry of mourning in his mouth.

Oddly enough, when the little fox ran to the scholar, he suddenly stopped and panted.

The scholar grabbed the little fox and saw an arrow stuck diagonally on the little fox's snow-white hind legs. Blood flowed down the arrow and dyed it red. The little fox whined a few times, his eyes facing the scholar, filled with pity and begging.

The scholar sighed: "Little fox, little fox, who has the heart to hurt you so deeply..."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of hooves in the distance came like thunder. , the white body of the little fox kept trembling, as if trying to escape from the scholar's hand. The scholar hurriedly held the little fox tightly, gritted his teeth, pulled out the arrow, tore off a piece of ragged robe, and wrapped the little fox's wound. Gently put it into the wide sleeves. Strangely enough, the little fox endured the pain and lay motionless in the scholar's arms.

The scholar had just picked up the book when he heard the roar of horse hooves. Dozens of tall horses flew towards them. The leader was a big man with a curly beard, who shouted in a noble manner: "Wuna" Scholar, have you ever seen an injured fox escape? ”

The scholar raised his head and said, “Is this a fox with a white body?”

A green figure flashed out beside the guest and shouted: "That's right, it's the fox I shot. Where's that little beast?"

The scholar only smelled the fragrance and the wind hit his face. With a smiling face like a flower, the scholar was suddenly panicked and confused. It took him a long time to recover, pointing behind him and stammering: "I just ran from here."

The girl's sweet voice Said: "Thank you, scholar! Let's chase!"

With a wave of his hand, dozens of riders came leisurely and then left leisurely, leaving only the laughter like silver bells ringing in the scholar's ears.

The scholar murmured: "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade." With a snap, the sage's book fell to the ground without even noticing.

The little fox stretched out its head from the cuffs, and woke up the scholar with an ahhh sound. When the scholar saw it, his eyes were filled with sadness and gratitude.

The scholar put his heart aside, stroked the fox gently, and said lovingly: "Little fox, hide quickly, don't let others bully you."

The little fox slipped down his sleeve. , limping legs, surprisingly human, he put his front legs together and made a gesture towards the scholar, squeaked a few times, his snow-white body twisted into a ball, and actually started to dance, only white shadows were visible, the body and limbs of the little white fox were one, the sunset The west danced gracefully, and the scholar was dumbfounded.

There was also a creaking sound coming from the sudden ground in the distance. The little fox stopped dancing, bowed to the scholar again, reluctantly walked towards his companion, took three steps and looked back, said goodbye, and disappeared into the distant mountains. The scholar patted the dust on his robe, picked up the book and started reading again.

The scholar still sits in the woods reading every day, but every evening he walks along the woods, listening carefully. Whenever there is the sound of horse hooves, the scholar will sit up in surprise, but he no longer I haven’t met the lady in green either.

The scholar doesn’t know that every morning, there is a little white fox next to the dew leaves. It stares at the scholar motionlessly with its bright eyes wide open. When the scholar is reading, the fox remains motionless, as if afraid of disturbing him. The scholar's practice.

The scholar is very strange. Every day when the sun sets in the west, every time the scholar looks at the distant mountains without looking at the woman in green, there seems to be a white shadow on the distant mountains, dancing against the sunset. When the scholar looks for it, , but found nothing.

Day after day, the scholar lived like this. Until he died, he never saw the woman in green again. She and he did not belong to the same world.

Everyone says: A scholar will get nothing from studying all his life. It is really a waste of time. The scholar was alone when he left, but some people said they saw a white fox haunting the scholar's bed. Others said that every year on the scholar's memorial day, someone would pay homage to him at his grave.

Many years have passed, about a thousand years.

The woods were leveled and an official residence was just built here.

Today was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations everywhere. It turned out to be the wedding day of the new champion. I heard that the champion was so talented that even the emperor ordered the princess to be betrothed to him, and the whole country celebrated.

The No. 1 Scholar got up very early today, because the housekeeper told him that the princess’s sedan chair would arrive soon, crackle, crackle, crackle..., the sound of the whip was seductive, and the housekeeper hurriedly broke in: "Master! The princess's sedan chair has arrived, the princess has arrived.

The champion was so excited that he took three steps at a time, rushed out and opened the sedan door: "Princess..." He saw the princess in green sitting in the sedan with a smile as bright as a flower. The champion fainted. Ji: The princess looks so familiar. I seem to have seen her countless times in my dreams, but I can’t remember it.

On the wedding night, the number one scholar and the princess looked at each other affectionately. The door was suddenly knocked open. Taking a closer look, he saw that it was the maid who had served him for many years. The maid had taken care of the champion since he was a child and liked to wear white clothes. The maid walked up to the champion and bowed her head with tears in her eyes: "Master, my maid has been serving you since I was a child. Today I want to meet you." You say goodbye. "

The number one scholar suddenly felt heartache: "Why? "

The maid lifted up her trousers, and there was a deep scar on her snow-white leg. She pointed at the princess and said, "Before leaving, I want to avenge the revenge of the past, and please give me a favor. The champion was shocked and protected the princess with his hands: "What on earth are you doing?" "

Tears welled up in the maid's eyes, and she looked at the number one scholar sadly: "Young Master, I wish you could repay me right away for the kindness you saved me. Only after practicing for a thousand years can I become a human body. I sincerely promise you that today I will be named on the gold medal list." The fate is over, one kindness can eliminate one hatred, I hope the young master will cherish it. ”

The maid bowed her head deeply again, then retreated to the depths of the court, dancing gracefully, but under the bright moon, the white clothes were more beautiful than the snow, like a dream, like an illusion, dancing deep down, the maid screamed. , the sound was sad.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the number one scholar stood murmuring, as if he could see the sunset, the distant mountains, and the white shadows singing and dancing on the high mountains. In the dream, the number one scholar's head was full of green. The beautiful figure, when I woke up from the dream, the champion was looking for it, but that graceful white shadow?

Since that night, I have never seen the maid again. Some people say: deep in the distant mountains, at sunset? , you can always see someone dancing. The Number One Scholar has also sent people to look for him countless times, but he has never been found again.

Some people say that the maid cried mournfully that night and sang a song. The song went like this:

I am a fox who has practiced practice for thousands of years

Thousands of years of practice and one thousand years of solitude

Can someone hear me crying in the dead of night

Can someone see me dancing in the dim light

I am a The fox who has been waiting for a thousand years

A thousand years of loneliness Poison

When I loved you, you were penniless and studying hard

When I left you, you were on the gold list and the bridal chamber was full of flowers and candles

Can I dance for you again?

I am the white fox you released thousands of years ago

Look at the fluttering clothes