In ancient times, a Yue people sang: "There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches, and my heart is happy for you, but you don't know it." There are also people in the world who say: In troubled times, there are many sentimental calamities, and the fate will not wait for a thousand years.
It is said that the countries of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, leading to the Spring and Autumn Period, and the Warring States Period, lasted for hundreds of years, and dare to say that the smoke was billowing. If the phoenix bird had come to break the branches, such a love would have turned into frost and rain, and disappeared with the world of mortals. This feeling is like melting snow to make tea, listening to the flute in the pine moon, just waiting to be remembered. Here, look at the Chu River and the Wushan Mountains, and the old moon on the Yaotai; listen to the cold and cold wind going east, chirping incessantly - this is the place where travelers in the south of the Yangtze River, crossing the Chu River. Thinking of the Spring and Autumn Period, there are still shadows in the distance.
The first time I saw you was when the leaves were rustling in the autumn wind, and the forest was full of fireflies, not as bright as when you looked up at the dim sky - "This flute is played very well, I like it."
The spring is still cold when we leave, there are few passengers on the ferry, and the sun shines late in the day. When you look back, you will be startled by a line of black birds - just one glance and you will never forget the face of an old friend.
Why do the three thousand autumn winds express lovesickness, and the spring flowers of nine years only look forward to the Ming Dynasty and meet again... I want to know your name, and I want to meet you again... I sigh that the Chu River flows eastward, where are my old friends. When we saw each other again, we were sincere - "Boatman, ferry." It was the autumn moon on the flat lake, and we shared a good time together, which we will never forget. I don't know when it will end. You and I were not destined to be in love, but we fell in love by mistake. "You should hate me, what happened back then..." Forget it - that's fine.
One is the resentment of the Yao Immortal Master, and the other is the Wushan Crosser who forgets his past life. If there is long-term love in the world, how can it be true? The secular world is sad, and the troubled times are harp. Forgetting a river of water, how can we shed tears of old friends? Don't blame the autumn wind for being too sad, it only teaches the world about deep love.
Concept: A thousand-year-old dream, the harp and the sheng are played, and the guest returns - a love in troubled times that transcends classes, the entanglement of two cultures; a round of cause and effect cannot end the world, and a century-old hatred finally finds a new solution. Love and hate, mistakes and regrets, the world is not in vain. In this world, true love is precious and sincerity is formidable.
