What story is the guqin song "Running Water" related to?

The story of "high mountains and flowing waters meet bosom friends"

Yu Boya likes music since he was a child. His teacher Cheng Lian once took him to Penglai Mountain in the East China Sea to appreciate the beauty and magic of nature, from which he realized the true meaning of music. He plays the piano, which sounds beautiful, like a mountain running water. Although many people praised his piano skills, he thought he had never met anyone who really understood his piano voice. He has been looking for his bosom friend.

One year, Yu Boya was ordered by the King of Jin to go to Chu. On August 15, we arrived at Hanyang estuary by boat. Parked at the foot of a hill in the storm. In the evening, the wind and waves gradually subsided, the clouds cleared and the scenery was very charming. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Yu Boya was very excited. He took out the piano he brought with him and played it wholeheartedly. He played one tune after another. Just as he was completely immersed in the wonderful piano sound, he suddenly saw a man standing motionless on the shore. Yu Boya was taken aback, and a hard hand broke a string. Yu Boya was wondering why the man on the shore came, when he heard the man loudly say to him, "Sir, don't be suspicious. I am a firewood collector. I came home late. I heard you play the piano when I came, and I thought it was wonderful. I can't help standing here and listening. "

Yu Boya looked at it carefully by moonlight. There was a load of dry wood beside the man, so he was a woodcutter. Yu Boya thought, how can a woodcutter understand my piano? So he asked, "Since you know the sound of the piano, please tell me what tune I am playing?"

After listening to Yu Boya's question, the woodcutter smiled and replied, "Sir, what you just played was Confucius' song praising his disciple Yan Hui. Unfortunately, when you played the fourth sentence, the string broke. "

The woodcutter's answer was completely correct. Yu Boya was overjoyed and invited him aboard for detailed discussion. When the woodcutter saw the piano played by Yu Boya, he said, "This is a lyre! According to legend, it was made by Fu. " Then he told the story of the lyre. Yu Boya could not help secretly admiring the woodcutter's words. Then, Yu Boya played some tunes for the woodcutter, and asked him to identify the meaning. When he played the grand piano, the woodcutter said, "This piano expresses the majestic momentum of the mountain." When the sound of the piano became fresh and smooth, the woodcutter said, "The sound of the piano played after that expresses endless running water."

Yu Boya couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. What he expressed on the piano was not understood by anyone in the past, but the woodcutter in front of him actually heard it clearly. Unexpectedly, under this wild ridge, I met a long-lost bosom friend, so he asked the woodcutter's name, Zhong Ziqi, to have a drink with him. The more they talk, the more speculative they become. After a brief meeting, they became sworn brothers. Make an appointment to meet here next Mid-Autumn Festival.

After tearful parting with Zhong Ziqi, Yu Boya came to Hanyang estuary as promised, but he waited and waited, but Zhong Ziqi didn't come as promised, so he played the piano to summon his bosom friend, but after a long time, no one came. The next day, Yu Boya asked an old man about Zhong Ziqi's whereabouts. The old man told him that Zhong Ziqi had died of illness. Before he died, he left his last words, saying that he would build the tomb by the river and listen to Yu Boya's piano when he met on August 15.

After listening to the old man's words, Yu Boya was very sad. He came to Zhong Ziqi's grave and sadly played the ancient song "Mountains and Streams". After playing, he broke the string, sighed and smashed his beloved lyre on the bluestone. He said sadly, my only confidant is dead. Who can I play this piano for? "

The friendship between the two "bosom friends" touched future generations, and people built a guqintai where they met. To this day, people often use "bosom friends" to describe the friendship between friends.

There is a poem praised by later generations: Who shall I play with when the lyre breaks the cold phoenix tail? All smiles are friends, but it's hard to find a bosom friend!