So Ye Piaoling followed the song coming to a house by the street. A big sycamore tree in front of the house had already dried up the leaves, leaving only dry branches on the trunk.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong" Ye Piaoling raised his hand and knocked on the door of the house where the music was played. A few seconds later, someone came to open the door.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" The woman opened the door. She stood in front of Ye Piaoling and asked him in English. This woman was less than thirty years old, neither fat nor thin, she looked pretty, with yellow skin and dark hair. She was a Chinese.

"Sorry, I'm disturbing," Ye Piaoling replied in Chinese with apologies. After all, he was here to disturb others.

"Hey," the woman heard Ye Piaoling speak Chinese, and showed a surprised expression on her face. She smiled and quickly said in Chinese: "It's okay, it's okay,"

"I just heard the songs you play here, so I came to you according to the songs," Ye Piaoling continued to say to her with a smile, "I like that song very much, which suits the taste of late autumn,"

"Haha" the woman smiled and said, "If you like it, come in and listen, and have a cup of tea. Are you Chinese?"

"Yeah," Ye Piaoling said, "Where are you from?"

"Yes, I'm from Guangdong and came to England with my family very early," the woman said with a smile, "Come in,"

"Thank you," Ye Piaoling felt that this woman was very enthusiastic. After all, she could still see her fellow villagers in the UK. Although she could not reach the point where her fellow villagers met her fellow villagers and she was crying, but the relationship between the two yellow-skinned Chinese people was still deep. , this relationship doesn’t need anything to be connected, as long as you have a common language, Chinese.

The woman came to Ye Piaoling and invited her home. After Ye Piaoling walked into her home, she found that there was a fifty or sixty-year-old man dressed in a businessman-like appearance. Her hair was shiny and shiny. The woman said that it was his father.

The woman brewed a cup of tea for Ye Piaoling. He was an elder, so Ye Piaoling first gave the cup of tea to the woman's father to drink, so Ye Piaoling and the father and daughter started to have a Chinese relationship.

When Ye Piaoling said goodbye to this family, it was already an hour and a half after he came here. The woman and her father came out to see Ye Piaoling out in person. They both felt very good about Ye Piaoling, the young talent.

It turns out that he is a good Chinese man with culture.

The United Kingdom is an archipelago country in the Atlantic Ocean, located on the west coast of the mainland, with higher mountains in the northwest, and the terrain is tilted from northwest to southeast, and the southeast is mainly hilly.

Since the UK is located between 50 and 60 degrees north latitude, it is even northerly than Heilongjiang Province in our country, but the climate is much milder. The reason is that it is in a westerly wind zone all year round, deeply affected by the ocean air masses, and there is a warm current along the coast. ,There is no severe cold in winter and no scorching heat in summer. The average temperature in the coldest month is above 0℃ and the hottest month is below 22℃. The temperature is relatively small every year and the daily difference is small, so the climate here is a typical temperate marine climate.

In temperate marine climates, vegetation is native and juicy, with wide leaves and deciduous broad-leaved forests.

Just like this maple leaf forest, the large golden leaves dance and fall in the wind under the call of the autumn wind, and then quietly lie on the ground with hundreds of other maple leaves, waiting for the burial of winter snow.

Under the setting sun, a tall and lonely figure came to this maple forest, stepped on the golden maple leaves all over the ground, making a "sweet and silence".

The wind whispered in his ear, as if telling him the past. He stretched out his finger and gently scraped it on the trunk, feeling the rhythm of life in the trunk.

The wind blew, and his long black hair, which symbolized the king, floated with the wind, so elegant and elegant.

He knew that as long as he walked through the maple forest in front of him, he could see Yi Ren'er who was thinking about day and night, but he stopped here.

There is an elegant fort on the other side of the maple forest.

Two oriental girls were playing in front of the fort.

A girl pointed to the fallen leaves on the ground and said, "Hi, look, the maple leaves falling this year are more beautiful than last year or even the previous year," she said.

Yi Fanghua looked at the yellow leaves covered on the ground, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in her heart. It was the sadness caused by longing, "Oh, so what? The autumn wind rises, the yellow leaves fall, the whole thing is full. The leaves of the sycamore tree are hurt by autumn, and these leaves will eventually turn into soil and wait for the flowers to bloom in the spring of the year."

Seeing Yi Fanghua like this, the girl couldn't help but feel a thin layer of desolation in her strong sadness, "Oh, my beauty Yi, you are sad again at this yellow leaf, don't you Is this good? It's like this every year. Can't you change your mood? If you know that your sadness is seen by those princes and counts, their hearts will be broken again."

When Yi Fanghua heard her words, she smiled faintly, "Oh, Lixian, if I could change my mood at the beginning, I wouldn't have such a heavy thought,"

"Haha, you finally told the secret you are hiding," Zhang Lixian said to Yi Fanghua with a breath of comfort, "Who made my beauty fall into trouble with such longing? Tell me quickly , ask me to come and go to him and ask him why he hasn't come to see the beauty of lovesickness for so long," he gestured with her little fist as he finished speaking.

When Yi Fanghua heard her words, she walked gently into the fallen leaves, held a handful of maple leaves in both hands, raised them to the top of her head, and slowly scattered them.

She sang passionately: "The sky is blue, the yellow leaves are everywhere, the autumn colors are continuous, the waves are cold and green, the mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky is connected to the water, the grass is ruthless, and it is even outside the setting sun, the soul of the countryside is dark, chasing the journey, Every night, unless you have a good dream to keep people sleeping, the moon tower is high and you don’t lean on it alone, the wine enters the sorrowful heart, and turns into tears of lovesickness,"

Zhang Lixian felt nervous after listening to Yi Ren'er's singing. She didn't expect that Yi Dajin could have such a serious lovesickness. You know, Yi Fanghua not only has a delicate face, but also makes anyone want to see it. Looking up at the family, she was usually arrogant and disdainful of the royal celebrities chasing behind her ass.

Suddenly, she heard some differences in the west wind. She listened carefully and finally heard clearly that it was the sound of the piano, blown by the wind into the fallen leaves.

"Hey, hey, great beauty, listen, the autumn wind blowing seems to be filled with piano sounds, listen quickly," Zhang Lixian said, pulling Yi Fanghua's sleeve.

"Oh," Yi Fanghua leaned her ears closer to the autumn wind, and she also heard the sound of the piano in the wind. Slowly, she heard the confidant of the piano. How could she feel so familiar? She suddenly I remembered that the sound of the piano in the wind was the same as the song she sang just now, and it was all about longing for her lover and her sadness for her youth.

It was almost ten years since she came to England, and it was the first time she heard the sound of the piano here, and it was in this autumn when the beauty cried.

She ran forward a few steps and stopped, and leaned over and felt that it was not the sound coming from this direction.

So she ran a few steps in the other direction and found that it was not the same direction. Then she ran away with the sound of the piano coming from, ran to this side, and then, waiting for her to run all the huge open space. After all, I still can't find the direction where the sound of the piano came.

"It's him, it's him," Yi Fanghua said to herself with excitement, "It's him, he's here, he's here,"

"Hey hey hey, ma'am, what are you going to do? Why are you running around this open space? My legs are about to break. What are you looking for? He, oh, what are you talking about? 'Who is he'?" Zhang Lixian also ran around the open space with Yi Fanghua, panting.
Chapter completed!