born to you

The word "Lingjun" came out slowly, arousing thousands of sparks in the hearts of countless students. At the same time, the stage lights were turned on precisely, and only then did the audience see clearly who that person was on the stage in a few thin lights.

He was dressed in a blue and white train, his long hair was tied up properly, elegant but not cumbersome; stage makeup was put on his face, and under the illumination of the lights, this image was even more intangible.

But his eyes were proud, and at the same time, there was a little bit of unspeakable sadness and desolation.

In an instant, a character that only exists in history books and movies jumped on the stage. Although this may not be the most restored Qu Yuan, it is indeed the one He Jing tried his best to understand and restore.

Seeing the amazed eyes of all the people in the audience, He Jing knew that he had done it.

But the appearance was short-lived.

After appearing briefly, the small curtain on the stage was drawn again, and a line of words was printed on the vertical LED pillars on both sides of the stage:

Act One, Li Sao.

The small curtain was pulled back, and based on the stage layout and the unpredictable background music, coupled with the costumes of the actors and the tense atmosphere between each other, Li Qi speculated that this was probably a scene of Qu Yuan in Chu State.

Qu Yuan was probably fed up with the atmosphere of intrigue among the court and the dissatisfaction of being suspected by the King of Chu, so he left a sentence:

"Fu Qingbai is straight from death, solidifying the virtues of the former saints.

I regret that I didn't notice the way, and I will turn back if I wait. "

After speaking, he resolutely left the palace and traveled to various places to relax.

He has seen the local officials who have a vegetarian meal, as well as the parents who are officials and civilians; he has seen a father and daughter who are peacefully picking lotus and paddling water, and he has also seen the road death and starvation caused by the gunfire and smoke.

Because of this, he understood the difficulties of this world, and because of this, he sighed like this:

"I took a long breath to cover my tears, mourning the hardships of the people's lives.

I also have good intentions, even though I died nine times, I still have no regrets. "

At the same time, he returned home and began to pray for blessings, trying to upload his private wish to the heavens.

The small curtain was drawn.

Act Two: Nine Songs.

The curtain was drawn again, and the middle of the stage had been replaced by someone else.

A glamorous maiden wearing a feather and a witch robe waved a wooden staff in her hand, singing and dancing on the stage to worship the gods:

"When you become a gift, you will drum,

Pass on the dance of Ba Xi.

The concubine advocates Xi Rong and;

Chun Lan Xi Qiu Ju,

It will last forever. "

As the witch sang, a thick white mist rose around her. When the white mist and singing dispersed, Qu Yuan found himself in the heaven.

Along the way, he respectfully and politely visited Donghuang Taiyi, the head of the gods, Dongjun who was in charge of the rising and setting of the sun, and Yunzhongjun, who was incomparably handsome.

Afterwards, Yun Zhongjun took him to the sky above the battlefield, and seeing his soldiers fighting bloody battles, his heart was filled with excitement.

The medium through which he returned to the human world was an orange tree. This kind of hardworking fruit tree that produces fruit every year is worthy of praise and admiration.

He couldn't help but think of the soldiers who were angrily killing the enemy on the front line. In a trance, he seemed to return to the sky above the battlefield.

He shouted impassionedly:

"Sincere is both brave and martial, and ultimately strong and invincible.

The body is dead, the spirit is alive, and the soul is determined to be a ghost hero! "

The third act: Tianwen.

At this time, the background music has changed from the sharp shouts of the soldiers overcoming thorns and thorns to the lingering breath of the defeated soldiers. After the curtain was pulled back, there was only a solitary light on the stage that was unrealistically lit. Qu Yuan was defeated, but the star stone yin and yang fish picture slowly running on the big screen behind him.

Qu Yuan couldn't help but asked sadly:

"At the beginning of ancient times, who preached it?

The upper and lower are not formed, why test it?

Ming Zhao is dark, who can be the best?

Feng Yiweixiang, how did he know it?

Bright and dark, but what is the time?

The triad of yin and yang, what is the origin and what is the transformation? "

Faced with Chu State's successive retreat and defeat, he had to ask, about the way of heaven, about his fortune, and about people's hearts...

But for him, God's will cannot be violated, and what he can rebel against is only his own fate.

As if enlightened, he said: "The road is long and long, and I will search up and down."

Immediately afterwards, the lights on the stage became darker and darker, and the dry ice fog to create the atmosphere became thicker and thicker. The background sound added the faint sound of splashing water and the cries of help from the onlookers on the shore to the bleak erhu sound. .

But all of this is so far away, even the immortal Taoist yin and yang map has been repeatedly buried for him, quietly scattered into stars all over the sky, where is there any shadow of mystery and mystery?

Final Chapter: Calling the Soul.

Qu Yuan stood on the left side of the stage again, surrounded by a beam of backlight and a cloud of smoke, just like the beginning, only a trace of remaining elegance.

The witch was still in the middle of the stage, the difference was that her witch robe was changed to white, and even a white belt was tied on the staff.

On the right are people Qu Yuan had met before, and his colleagues who were officials in the same dynasty, including the lotus-picking father and daughter who met on the road, and the soldiers who fought bloody battles.

Each of them had sorrow written all over their faces, and they lowered their heads, waiting for the witch's evocation.

The witch raised the staff in her hand and pointed it straight at the sky without making any unnecessary movements. She called out:

"The soul comes and returns! Going to the king's constant work, why is it in the four directions? It is more ominous to leave the king's pleasure place."

Those on the right also shouted in unison:

"The east is born in ten days, flowing gold and turning stones, you can't trust them!

The black-toothed carvings in the south, the viper zhenzhen, get human flesh to worship, and use their bones as a sacrifice, you can't stop it!

There are thousands of miles of quicksand in the west, no grains grow, and the soil is rotten, so don't let it stop!

In the north, the ice is increasing, and the snow is flying thousands of miles.come back come back!Can't be longer! "

Maybe it was because he had given up on this world, or maybe he had no worries about this world anymore. In short, even though those people were arguing, crying and laughing, Qu Yuan still did not come back.

Gradually, everyone on the stage dispersed, leaving only the smoky silhouette on the left.

An indistinct voice came from the air: "Zifei is not with Dr. Sanlu? Why are you here!"

Bai Ying smiled: "The whole world is turbid and I am pure alone, and everyone is drunk and I am alone sober, so let me go!"

Qu Yuan added: "Although the road is long and far away, I will eventually search up and down and let the world know."

It wasn't until the curtain was drawn that the teachers and students sitting in the audience escaped from such a historical environment and started whispering.

Soon, the curtain was fully opened, and the stage was brightly lit. All the actors and logistics leaders of various departments stood on the stage and bowed deeply to the audience.

This link is not available in other programs, but the class leader always feels that there is no soul in the stage play without a collective curtain call, so he negotiated with the host to add this link.

Only then did the audience react, and there was thunderous applause immediately. They were so focused just now that when they first came out of the play, they only remembered emotion and forgot to applaud.

The applause at this moment belongs to all the actors, to this script, and to the changing and beautiful stage lighting and sound effects.

A whole class of people forgot to get up because of the overwhelming applause. They couldn't believe that this huge praise belonged to them.

The lead actor was still calm enough, and quietly poked the monitor next to him with his elbow, letting him stand up first, which prevented the whole class from straining their lumbar muscles.

At this time, Yuan Qinyue and Luo Mingshan walked onto the stage, leaving the class monitor and leading actors of Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior High School on stage, and started the warm-up session.

Yuan Qinyue asked: "Squad leader, may I ask for the teachers and students, is such an excellent play really original by you?"

The squad leader took the microphone and replied embarrassingly: "Indeed. This script was jointly created by several talented men and women in our class, and when choosing costumes, props and background music in the later stage, everyone put in a lot of effort together, especially It was He Jing, who not only had to participate in the show but also wrote the script and chose the costume and music, he should be the hardest person."

Luo Mingshan nodded, and pointed the microphone at He Jing: "Then, student He Jing, how do you feel after the performance?"

He Jing seeks truth from facts: "Cold."

right!He is not passionate at all!In other words, it was there right after the end, but during the moment when he was left on stage for an interview, he was so cold that he wanted to roll his eyes.

Since it was a school celebration party, the host on stage was naturally wearing a school uniform, and the squad leader was a behind-the-scenes worker, so he was naturally wrapped up one by one. Looking at the entire stage, only He Jing was wearing thin ancient clothes.

I didn't take care of it during the performance just now, but now that I've recovered, it's really cold.

He Jing was glad that he was meticulous, and he also rented a deep coat when he rented the clothes. If he didn't wear such a coat, he might be frozen to death on the spot.

Luo Mingshan thought that his brother Jing would not cooperate, but he didn't expect it to be so real, so he hurriedly smoothed things over: "Our leading actor is dressed so thinly in this weather just to give us the best stage effect. Such dedication is really true. is admirable.”

Yuan Qinyue followed his words and continued: "Then please step down and rest first, we will present the next program for you soon."

He Jing heard the words, walked down the stage calmly and shoulder to shoulder with the class monitor, and just disappeared from everyone's sight, then ran to the men's locker room.

Damn it, Linliang No. [-] High School even built two indoor swimming pools that are not needed at all. Do you need this little money to install heating in the auditorium?He had to rush to the locker room to keep warm.

Due to the delay on the stage just now, there should be no one in the locker room at this time.

He Jing opened the door and went in, and saw Li Qi sitting on a row of chairs, holding a down jacket in his hand, and a thermos next to it.

Seeing He Jing coming in, Li Qi quickly stood up, put the down jacket in his arms on him, and unscrewed the thermos in his hand: "Drink some hot water, brother Jing, it must be freezing."

The locker room was already warm, and he was warmed even more by being wrapped in clothes and handed him hot water.

He Jing was not pretentious, took a sip of water from the cup, it was still sweet, it should taste like jujube pear tea.

He asked the perennial question: "When did you come here?"

"When you said 'cold'. Really, wearing such thin clothes for 10 minutes and performing on stage, you must be freezing. Why don't you put warm patches in your clothes?"

He Jing said: "I'm afraid I'll get nervous when it gets warmer, and then I'll forget my words."

It was the first time for Li Qi to hear He Jing say such words. In his opinion, He Jing has always been a figure on the altar. Could it be that he would be nervous and forget his words?

Li Qi asked bluntly, "Are you also nervous?"

He Jing rolled his eyes: "I am also human."

Through this pair of white eyes, Li Qi suddenly remembered He Jing's crooked look at home, and felt that He Jing was more real and cute.

So, Li Qi, who was blinded by the lard for a while, said: "Brother Jing, you were really good-looking on stage just now!"

"You already said it before I came on stage." He Jing poked it lightly, "Also, when did Brother Jing look bad?"

"It's always been good-looking. Were you nervous on stage just now?"

This kid, why can't he chat with people?

He Jing raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "What do you think?"

"I'm definitely nervous."

After all, you are sitting in the audience.

"After all, it's my favorite historical figure."

Li Qi swears that when He Jing said this, his eyes were full of rippling stars.

He Jing took a sip of hot water, moistened his throat and said: "My grandfather asked me to practice calligraphy with Qu Yuan's works since I was a child, but his calligraphy was difficult and awkward, and I couldn't read it. After a while, I realized that every word and every word in it is his strength of character and his dignity, so I like it until now.”

Li Qi felt that He Jing was a very unusual person in his childhood, who practiced calligraphy and recited Qu Yuan all day long.

and……

"It's the first time I've heard you mention things at home."

But you can probably guess something.

"Ah?" He Jing thought for a while, and it seemed that she really seldom mentioned family matters, "Mmm. It's too messy."

After that, he fell into a long silence. Just when Li Qi was about to misunderstand that he would not continue this topic, He Jing said: "When I was about half a year old, my parents divorced, and after that my mother and Uncle Wang With Wang Yao."

"Before I was ten years old, I grew up with my grandfather in the south. He taught me a lot of knowledge and habits. Then I was brought here."

Having known each other for more than ten years, I can sum it up in just a few words, even He Jing is a little pathetic.

There are many things Li Qi wants to ask, for example, Wang Yao's sincere confession in KTV, for example, He Jing's brittle ankle, for example, where is He Jing's father, for example, He Jing respects him so much Why did grandpa give away his copybook so easily.

But he only asked: "I remember Brother Ming said that you have writing, so what do you write?"

"Qingchen."

Pour the boundless snow and shake the dust of the world.

How clean it is without mud.

It is indeed very clean.

He Jing said: "I've never mentioned this word to anyone, don't you think it's fair? Let me ask you something too?"

Li Qi looked at him and smiled to the bottom of his heart: "You ask."

"Your last shot today, I don't remember seeing it like this before?" He Jing first adopted a roundabout tactic.

Li Qi changed his usual shyness, and his eyes were piercing: "I changed it."

He Jing didn't give him a chance to react, and asked carelessly: "Then who are you going to target?"

Li Qi looked at him in plain clothes, with long hair like ink, and his mind was full of him sitting in the auditorium and staring at him intently.

Just like now, when He Jing is staring at people, her long eyelashes can be opened very forcefully, and the ends of her eyes, which were raised slightly upwards, are separated, making her whole eyes look round and penetrating.

In fact, before Ben came to the stage, Li Qi asked Yuan Qinyue to help him find He Jing's position among all living beings, and Yuan Qinyue did it.

After taking the stage, Li Qi realized that he was unnecessary.

Obviously he has the ability to automatically distinguish He Jing from the crowd.

Li Qi boldly looked back at the past, his eyes were frank and direct, just like his closing gesture and his current sentence.

He Jing clearly felt that the person in front of him said:

"Snipe you."

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All excerpts are from Qu Yuan's works "Li Sao", "Nine Songs", "Heavenly Questions", "Fisherman" and "Calling the Soul"