[1] "Bu Suanzi. Yongmei" Lu You. Lyrics Liu Zhuo. Composition
?Beside the broken bridge outside the station, loneliness is open to no one.
It is already dusk to worry alone, and it is more windy and rainy.
?Unintentionally struggling for spring, a term of jealousy.
Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same.
Han Wo jumped out of the carriage and walked to his uncle's house.
He passed by an inn, and beside the broken bridge outside the inn, there was a red plum blooming lonely.
Since Han Wo happened to meet the woman in red this morning, he seemed to be sick from the red sitting down. As long as he saw red, he couldn't move his feet.
He came to the red plums, looked at the red plums in the evening, and said with emotion: "You bloom alone, it is sad enough, but you were blown by yesterday's wind and rain and fell everywhere. Your flowers bloom among a hundred flowers. First, but you have no intention of competing with the flowers to enjoy the spring, but let them be jealous. Even if the flowers fall and are crushed into dust, there is still an eternal fragrance left in the worldYour aloofness is so much like me!"
Suddenly, a beautiful Qiang flute sound floated over. Han Wo followed the voice and looked over. Isn't that exactly his uncle's house?
[2] "Linjiang Immortal. Mei" by Li Qingzhao.
How deep is the courtyard,
? Cloud Window, Fog Pavilion, Spring Late.
For whom haggard and detrimental to beauty.
It is good to have a clear dream at night, it should be Fa Nanzhi.
Jade thin sandalwood is light and infinite hate,
The Qiang Guan in the South Tower stops blowing.
Who knows when the fragrance is blown out.
The warm wind is too late, don't get apricot blossoms.
Uncle Yuan Zhen is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and he is the third grade, so the mansion is also a mansion with high walls.
Looking from a distance, there are many layers of courtyards, the windows of the attic are clustered with clouds, and a faint night mist permeates the surroundings. A sunny plum branch in the corner of the wall has begun to sprout. The beautiful branches are mostly like girls. The little hand stretched out of the wall.
The Qiang flute in the south building is constantly transmitting the tune of "Bu Suanzi. Yongmei", so that the red plum plant in the corner exuding a strong fragrance seems to have been blown off a lot of red petals by this sad tune
[3] "Occasionally Seeing" Poetry by Han Xie
? Swing to beat sleepiness and relieve Luo Qun,
? Pointing to Daigo [1] to ask for one;
See guests come in and leave with a smile,
Hold the plum in your hand and reflect the door.
As soon as Han Wo entered the gate of his uncle's house, he ran into the head guard head-on, and chatted with him about some interesting things.
Just as he was talking excitedly, there was a burst of delicate laughter from a girl in the garden not far away. Han Wo looked back and saw a few girls playing on the swings in the depths of the flowers.
Among them, a woman in a red dress and a white skirt was being swayed high and high by her companions. I don't know if she is afraid or excited, but every time she swings to a high place, there will be strings of silver bell-like laughter from her.
Han Wo couldn't help being shocked, why is this back so familiar?
Just the moment the woman in red turned her head, she could see clearly, isn't this the woman in red that I was looking for just now? He pinched his thigh again to see if he was dreaming.
Seeing that Han Wo was fascinated, the head guard smiled and said, "Why are you in a daze here? Let's hang out in the past. Let's see which one of you is higher"
Han Wo came back to his senses, smiled shyly at the head guard, and walked towards the swing at a leisurely pace.
At this time, the girl was having fun, so she asked her companion to let her down; she took off her skirt mercilessly, leaving only a little jacket;
Han Wo is so excited¡ªso that I can find you!
But Han Wo suddenly stopped in his tracks. He was afraid that his rash impoliteness would scare away the group of "little birds";
While hesitating, he saw that some girls seemed to have spotted him and were whispering Han Wo had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.
Suddenly seeing a guest coming to the house, the other girls ran away in a hurry, and they played while running away
The girl in red also saw Han Wo clearly, and knew that she was not elegant, so she hurriedly got up, shyly picked up the red dress and put it in front of her chest.
One of the girls who had run away turned around again, grabbed the woman in red's hand and ran away.
The woman in red seemed unwilling to leave, she turned her head several times but was "mercilessly" dragged away by the "ignorant" companion.
The woman in red wore a red dress while walking.
When she walked to the middle door, she stopped suddenly, then turned around, and stood there nonchalantly, rubbing a plum she picked at random in her hand. It seems that it was there to play, with a clever look.?Naughty, very cute.
Feeling lost, Han Wo stood there for a long time, thinking: "Who is she from my uncle's family? Don't be my uncle's concubine! Did she notice me long ago? Otherwise, why did she keep staring at me in the suburbs? Let me see! Does she also have a crush on me? Otherwise, why is she always looking at me shyly"
Thinking of this, Han Wo hurried back to the guard to inquire about the situation of the woman in red.
The head guard told him: The girl in red is a family concubine[2] of her uncle's family, named Mei Fei'er, who is good at dancing, especially her "Jinghong Dance", which is a masterpiece.
Mei Feier? Uncle's "house prostitute"? That's great, my uncle can take "Fei'er" as a gift for himself. [1506 words]
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Notes
[1] Daigo (tihu)
Daigo refers to the oil that condenses on the cheese.
Pouring the head with pure ghee, Buddhism refers to instilling wisdom and making people fully enlightened. It is a metaphor that people are greatly inspired after listening to wise opinions. Also described as cool and comfortable. "Dunhuang Bian Anthology. Lectures on the Vimalakirti Sutra": "If you ask Vimalakirti, it is as famous as revealing your heart, and talking together is like enlightenment."
[2] Jia Ji
Also known as "house trickster" and "house prostitute".
Domestic prostitutes are "entertainers" kept in the homes of wealthy and powerful families, not in Fangqu.
Most of the house prostitutes are able to sing, dance and play music Their status seems to be between maidservants and concubines. The concubine is to meet the needs of the master's life; the maidservant is to serve tea, sweep the floor, and make the bed; and the role of the house prostitute is to provide artistic services to the master. But whether it is a concubine and a maidservant, or the concubine of the master, they can all be bought and sold, or given to each other as gifts.
Although "domestic prostitutes" can be given as gifts, those who accept them must meet the conditions. Only official families with a rank of four or above can keep prostitutes. According to regulations, officials of the fourth rank can only keep three prostitutes. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com