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The hill across the head came again play the flute. It is three hundred in the village in the deep feeling of playing in the sunset Miniso. The villagers are very familiar with, the flute has on the hill across the ring for years. In the beginning, but a messy dull sound two, intermittent, no music, listen to some boring. Later the flute more and more loud and clear, more and more smooth, sometimes up to several coherent rings notes, what is not to enjoy, but also than feminine sweet a lot of noise, so that people are full of affection. Then the flute sweet gradually, tunes play after another, if day Su voa, floated in the sky of the village, from then on, the villagers began to flute was filled with admiration. The flute is called three hundred, another story about the name. Three hundred's father is an enviable PZH steel workers. My mother body strong, farming in the countryside. His family circumstances at the time of the countryside is more solid. Three hundred with two several years older than his brother, born three hundred, rural have already started to practise family planning. His parents have two children, if also gave birth to the third, it is not in conformity with the one-child policy, is to pay a fine. Dot in order to give birth to three hundred, his parents back and forth, plus the super living a fine of three thousand yuan Miniso, is it at the time a large number. In order to commemorate the hard-won dot, plus his third at home, his parents named him for three hundred. Three hundred dozen small precious than us. His family condition is good, his mom and dad are loved this hard-won children; And the child was born in the three thousand yuan fine, this is valuable than a lot of families of all house. In the village the old man often told his grandson: "far from three hundred points, the child expensive gas!" Is three hundred but I do not think so, old haunt us play this a few bigger than his partner, we can't push him, even dare not neglect him, he also accommodate the dozen small no ordinary child. It is the unforeseen, and tragedies will descend. When a day of school, three hundred sick suddenly, especially ill. There is no bones, he felt the whole body collapsed together, even stand has become a problem, this can be anxious for his family. The old man in the village all have not seen such symptoms, even in the village young barefoot doctors were baffled, but still follow his mother asked, for the three hundred (iv) garter st. Three hundred the days sick, the old man in the village, said that three hundred evil. Is best, lifelike, frighten us this help the child to walk around the three hundred, let alone to see three hundred. A few days later, again from three hundred to the county hospital, three hundred's polio. Three hundred evil news though didn't pass, but that strange is rooted in our young and small mind. In our hope and blessing, three hundred to go home, is his mom and dad carrying back. That day, we came to the village head crossroads early on Miniso, greet three hundred. I saw three hundred on his mother's back, appear very embarrassed, but the expression of seem to have the kind of bold too much experience the world. His mother was depressed, drooping head, gasping for air with him, went straight home without a word. Since then, three hundred didn't go to school, the body needs to rest. After the disease, three hundred fell in limping sequela, to walk on the leg like that don't want to, the body violently from side to side, like a walking on the shore of the duck. Thousand sometimes go to school, he was afraid of classmates joke, so his mother dropped tears for several times, hope that we will be able to persuade him. Three hundred is determined not to go to school, no matter how we encourage. Much later, the other side of the hill a few native goat, and the familiar figure of three hundred. His mother said: three hundred nest at home all day, is not conducive to good health. So hard, to let qian SanZou out of the house, from then on, the hills began to float out of the voice of the reed. Native goat is three hundred's most loyal audience with us. Whenever the melodious flute in three hundred, native goat would stop eating grass, looked up toward the three hundred "baa baa" direct call, the cry is full of surprise and admiration. Three hundred the most like the sheep songs to play. Play every time we go to find him, he will play for us again, straight hear we bother to applaud. Before playing, he will take out from his pocket a new flute diaphragm, wet with his tongue, and then carefully on the flute hole. Play, he pressed his lower lip on the flute of blow hole, then the flute to ninety degrees clockwise, then use the tip of the tongue in a hole, the adjusted position between lips and porosity, a graceful music was coming from the pipe. Play three hundred like close eyes, I saw his lips and sometimes calm, sometimes. Calm, such as balance spring gas, calm composure; High, the flood flow such as burst its Banks, bursting out. He is the most treacherous clever hands, his fingers from time to time according to the long, sometimes light up, and sometimes on the flute hole lightly touching, sometimes sonorous to jump on the flute. Gentle soothing calm, flute; Feeling move, sound to loud. In play, the body of three hundred used to shake with rhythm, all can't see the disease state of the legs and feet. A song, three hundred will be a brief silence, as if still immersed in the artistic conception of the music... |
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