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I get up at 6:30 every morning almost every day. Last night I forgot to set the alarm clock and fell asleep in bed.

In a daze, there was a slight sound, getting closer and closer, getting clearer and crisper, more and more numerous, and getting louder and louder. When I opened my eyes, I saw that it was already dawn, and the phone displayed It's 6:20, but it's time to get up. The sound was not an alarm clock, nor a dream, nor family, but the chirping of birds outside the window.

Wake me up with this soothing and beautiful voice, which makes my tired body and mind feel a little relieved. I feel like I have a close friend in the mountains and flowing water. Isn’t it joyful!

Bo Ya was ordered to go to Chu as an envoy. Due to strong winds, we had to stop at the mouth of Hanyang River. After the wind calmed down, a mid-autumn moon strolled out from the floating clouds. Boya stood on the bow of the boat, looking up at the bright moon and the waves on the river. He was very excited about the piano, so he played the piano. As the song ended, a woodcutter wearing a bamboo hat, a raincoat, a shoulder bag, and an ax suddenly jumped out from the grass. This man was extremely impressed by Boya's piano skills.

Bo Ya was shocked and asked: "You can listen to the harp, can you tell the quality of the harp?"

The woodcutter took the harp and looked at it, and replied: " This Qin is called Yao Qin. It was made by the Fuxi family. The tree must be three feet tall and cut into three sections. The sound of the upper section is too clear and the sound of the lower section is too turbid. Only the middle section is clear. After that, the wood was spread in the water for seventy-two days, and on an auspicious day, it was carved into a musical instrument.

At first, the qin had five strings, with gold, wood, and Water, fire, and earth are arranged according to Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu. Later, King Wen of Zhou added another string, which was called Wenxian, and King Wu of Zhou added another string, which was called Wuxian. "The lyre."

After hearing this, Boya was convinced, and then he tuned the strings and played the lyre again, sometimes majestic and high-pitched, sometimes comfortably and fluently. Sometimes the woodcutter said: "It's so good! It's as tall as Mount Tai." Sometimes he said: "It's so good! It's as vast as a river."

Bo Ya was overjoyed, played his harp, stood up, bowed and asked: " Wise men in the world, please tell me about your noble surname." The woodcutter returned the favor and said, "My surname is Zhong, but my courtesy name is Ziqi." Boya sighed and said, "How many people can we know each other well?" He then ordered the boy to burn incense and light candles. , and became brothers with Ziqi. And we agreed to meet here again during the Mid-Autumn Festival next year.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival of the next year, Boya arrived as scheduled. Who would have expected that at this time, he would be separated from his good friend, and Ziqi would have left him. In front of Ziqi's grave, Boya played the harp and cried. He played a song called "High Mountains and Flowing Waters" and at the end of the song, he cut the strings with his knife. He looked up to the sky and sighed: "Who can I play the harp for when my confidant is gone?" After saying this, the harp struck the altar and the strings broke.

When Ziqi left and his bosom friend was no longer there, Boya was in pain. It was understandable, but there was no need to break the strings, because there would be more bosom friends in the future.

If I don’t hear the birds chirping outside the window, there is no need to stop chirping, there is more than one close friend. Heroes are not just lonely. As long as you wield your sword to the end of the world, you will meet more heroes.

The story takes place in the era of various countries. In that era, wars continued for many years, and the princes of various countries were eager for talents. The Chu State, located in the south, posted a list to recruit talents. There was a sage named Zuo Botao, who had a talent for governing the world. He braved the severe cold, wind and snow to rush to the state of Chu. On the way, he asked to stay at Yangjiaoai, and was warmly received by Yangjiaoai. Zuo Botao was a few years older than Yang Jiao'ai. That night, the two slept together and talked very speculatively.

Zuo Botao discovered that the talent and learning of this Yang Jiao Ai was definitely not inferior to his own, but even better than his own. It was true that tigers and leopards were hidden in the mountains, and unicorns were hidden in the green fields. He deliberately persuaded Yang Jiaoai and himself to surrender to the King of Chu. Yang Jiao'ai was also moved by Zuo Botao's talent, learning and ambition. Yang Jiao Ai thought, if the two of us can protect the King of Chu, why worry about the Chu Kingdom not being strong? So I agreed to accompany Zuo Botao.

The next day, they became brothers and decided to go to Chu State to seek fame. Unexpectedly, the weather was not good. Along the way, it was rainy and then the wind and snow blocked the road. Their clothes were thin and they did not carry much dry food. In this case, if two people go to Chu State, they will not be able to go. If one person goes alone, there is still hope.

So Zuo Botao took off his clothes to Yang Jiaoai and forced him to go alone. Yang Jiao'ai refused and wanted to take off his clothes and give them to Zuo Botao, so that Zuo Botao could go to Chu alone. Zuo Botao took a look and realized that if this continued, neither of them would survive. What should they do? He said to Yang Jiao'ai: "We don't have to die. I have something to light the fire. I can't walk. You go find some dry firewood and we will light it to keep warm. We will leave when the weather gets better."

Yang Jiao Ai agreed upon hearing this. Yang Jiao'ai went to the woods to find dry branches. I was surprised when I came back! Zuo Botao was naked, wearing only his underwear and had been freezing to death for a long time. With infinite grief, Yang Jiao'ai took the clothes and food and left crying in sorrow.

After Yang Jiao Ai became an official in Chu State, he immediately returned to the place where Zuo Botao died of freezing and chose a place with good geomantic omen to bury Zuo Botao. Soon, Zuo Botao asked Yangjiao Ai in a dream, saying that his burial place was not far from Jing Ke's tomb and that he was always bullied by Jing Ke. After Yang Jiao Ai woke up, he committed suicide in front of Zuo Botao's tomb and was buried with him. The underworld fights against Jing Ke.

As long as you have the strength, you can find like-minded people, just like Zuo Botao found Yang Jiao Ai and became friends of life and death. Nowadays, as long as you have a dream and are always on the road, there will be followers. A hero will never be lonely. In the mountains and rivers, a close friend is always there.