First of all, Piao Xue is not a famous guzheng song. It can only be regarded as a popular song played on the guzheng.
The falling snow played by the guzheng is very attractive to the spotless artistic conception inside.
The music begins with an extremely soft and gentle melody, leading people into a silent world of ice and snow, as if they have entered a deserted place. Only the sound of rustling snow can be heard, and no trace of the world can be seen. Disturbance.
The player's seemingly non-existent lightness, accompanied by a faint whisper, makes people feel the falling snowflakes and the soft and boneless agility. Is it really completely silent? Listening carefully, you can still hear the tenderness, but there are only scattered bits and pieces. The snowflakes are as ethereal as clouds and smoke. I reach out to touch them, but there is no trace of them. It would be most appropriate to describe it as "everything is silent except for the sound of the air conditioner".
The wonderful music continues softly. In the leisurely strumming, the crisp and sweet strings seem to freely express their leisurely interest in the vast sky and earth, filling the air like smoke and fine snow particles. Lightly embroidered silver curtains. Sometimes the snowflakes are like ice crystals, sometimes like goose feathers, but they are all extremely pure and fluttering, like the white wedding dress of a newlywed, dancing in the vast world, creating a boundless artistic conception, dyeing the entire mountains and rivers white.
The melody flows soothingly, like light snowflakes falling one by one. Listen carefully, and it is like a fairy dancing leisurely in the sky. In the simple notes, who exudes the boundless silence, making people feel the silence in the awe-inspiring music? Although snowflakes are as light as down, they can withstand cold and loneliness. In this monotonous and bleak winter, I can express my emotions to my heart's content. Some are singing and dancing, some are floating, flying like butterflies, light as elves, gently landing on soft and moist branches and people's houses. They are spectacular and majestic, but not ostentatious, just silently watching the feelings that fill the sky.
The world of snow is pure and quiet. The falling snowflakes cover up the chaotic and disturbing glitz, leaving people with a simple and elegant world. Looking far into the distance, the white mountains are winding and twisting, like giant pythons made of pink makeup and jade lying on the plains. What about Qinchuan, which is eight hundred miles away? Could it be that he slept soundly under a thick quilt?
The ancient Qin Zheng turns out to have such charm.
Drunk in this elegant melody, my thoughts will become hazy. The soul leisurely crossed the tunnel of time and stood in the yellow land of desolate smoke and grass. Attracted by the bleakly beautiful legend of the kind and innocent orchid flower? Or is it infected by the silent flowing water of Yanhe River? To the ancient times, thoughts flickered, like starlight, disappearing in an instant. In the fresh sky, I feel the original tranquility and indifference, my thoughts are empty and agile, and I can fly freely with the flying snowflakes.
If you have free time, wouldn’t it be nice to catch a glimpse of your soul and count the fallen flowers and gaze at the towering ancient trees in the snow-covered wilderness? When the mood strikes, you can also walk in the snow to look for plum blossoms. Occasionally being accompanied by a crane, marrying a crane as your wife, harvesting plum blossoms as your children, and living as a carefree hermit is as elegant and unrestrained as a fairy.
The tinkling strings give people an extremely pure and crystalline beauty. In this kind of music, if you listen carefully, you can hear the sentiment of "a beautiful woman is enjoying the daylight at the window, and the strings are playing the zither in sign language", but you can't see any sadness in the world. Indulging in the soft sound of the guzheng, it seems that people have been melted into a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world. "The clouds in the bun are fluttering green, the flowers are beautiful and red, the eyes are like autumn water, and the fingers are peeling spring onions." Is this what a kite player is like? Listening to this music is extremely beautiful, it can’t be very different, right?
Actually, snowflakes are not silent. In this silver-covered world, Snowflake is also performing her own life course. Although it is short and simple, it is not elegant, beautiful, quiet and elegant. The continuous snowfield is like an overwhelming curtain, which is extremely solemn and solemn, making people feel that it cannot be blasphemed, but the individual petals are light and erratic, giving people the feeling of "flying flowers are as light as dreams", only in the ice and snow in winter. Here, I wonder if this silent snowflake has the mood of "boundless raindrops as thin as sorrow"? You can't hear it from the music, maybe there is, but it's all hidden in the light snowflakes.
In the empty and pure world, does the elegant charm fall and drift away like snowflakes? The woman playing the kite is wearing a red dress and is playing it slowly against the window. She must be very delicate and careful in her thoughts, right? Otherwise, the snowflakes will not be bounced into the grass gently and softly. The crisp and bright guzheng tinkled and tinkled in the boundless heaven and earth, whispering calmly and quietly to nature. The water-like tone showed a gentle temperament, and the bright red plum blossoms looked like an elegant woman among the rolling silver-white mountains. , so beautiful and elegant that people can’t help but want to touch it. In the sparse shadows and dark fragrance, a world of elegant silver clothes emerges.
The melody of Piaoxue is concise and lively. When chanted repeatedly, it gives people a natural, smooth, soothing and coherent feeling. Although the sound quality is as smooth as beads falling on a jade plate, it does not have the spring feeling of "the clear zither is lingering, the winding green clouds hang down", but it is a gentle, soft, ethereal scene. The snowflakes are flying and falling to the ground peacefully, making people feel calm and relaxed when listening to it. The snowflakes are still the same, one by one, one by one, playing the music of life soothingly in the silent world, neither humble nor arrogant. The melody is coming to an end and the snowflakes are still falling.
The soft sound quality in the distant sky seems to convey this idea to people: all things in the world, whether it is a big world or a small environment, as long as you do it to your heart's content, it can be made pure and perfect. No regrets.