Fanxing | Lajing Hu's old man

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Every Sunday, in the park gazebo next to the community, there are always a group of elderly people who love Peking Opera gathered together to play and sing, interpreting different kinds of pear garden style.

Among the accompaniment people, an old man with thin and silver hair but spiritual attracting my eyes attracted my eyes. He was from Laohu, and saw his left hand holding a piano pole, his fingers pressed, kneading, beating, and slipping on the strings, suddenly and unusual, pulled the bow in his right hand, a long bow, a short bow, pushing, pushing, pushing All kinds of techniques for trembling, shaking, and pause are used to use the furnace. A string of runes poured out under his hands, and the people listened were drunk, and the old man who Laqin himself was drunk. He followed the melody, closed his eyes slightly, shook his head, shake his hair, immersed him. In the middle, the movements are like flowing flowing water, which is very chic. What's even more rare is, no matter which aunt wants to sing a period of "Locking Lock" or "Su San Jie", or which uncle wants to come with a "Beauty Case" or "Dingjun Mountain". I can always switch freely, the accompaniment never drops the chain, and a handful of Jinghu is just a god in his hands. How do I think of him like a hidden person in the world.

When it's okay, I always love to listen to the old people to sing and watch the old man Lazonghu. After a long time, I was familiar with a few aunt singing Peking opera. I chatted with them and learned that the old man of Lazonghu was not a paradise in my imagination. He was just an ordinary retired music teacher. When he was young, he liked to listen to him and married him. This marriage was a life of each other. My wife suffered from Alzheimer's disease in the past two years. Many things couldn't remember. Only when I heard the elderly Lajing Hu, they would be stable and quiet. The old man took care of his wife carefully and pulled his wife every day. He said that as long as the sound of the piano can still evoke the remaining memory of his wife, as long as his wife is willing to listen to him, he will keep pulling down.

On the weekend, the children came back to help take care of their wife. The old man had to go to the park with a group of friends who like Peking Opera on weekdays to accompany them. The small gazebo is a small place in a place. The gongs and drums are open, and the drums are rushing. The old people's various singing cavities are staged in turns. It is a unique scenery in the park on Sunday. After the old people were happy, they returned to their own homes. Lajinghu's old man also packed up and drifted away.

After the noise, in the heart of the elderly, thinking of the lover who accompanied him for a lifetime, and in the end, what kind of sadness will be forgotten. But I think, in his voice of his piano, why is it not another kind of perfection?

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