Fang Yun placed his hand on the zither, feeling the touch of the strings. The Zhen Dan zither was made from the silk spat out by a spider demon, processed by a zither maker, it was delicate and slightly cool, like touching porcelain.
"The emotion of 'Xiang Fei's Lament' is the grief of Xiang Fei mourning her deceased husband. If we talk about basic playing techniques, this piece is naturally excellent. But if I were to understand the feelings of a woman who has lost her husband, that would be a difficult task. However, if I want to enter the first realm of the zither path, I must experience a certain emotion. How should I choose the piece?"
Fang Yun thought for a moment, then suddenly realized.
"It's an autumn night now, so naturally I should play 'Autumn Wind'."
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