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Chapter 81: A Few Lan Jin Accumulated for a Long Time

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    [1] "Huanshaxi. To Today" Meng Chengshun. Yuan Song

    ?Today, thinking about the past,

    Straight like Xi Xingsha Wu.

    In your day, one part is spring and three parts are words;

    Today, there is no one word for all kinds of spring love.

    Counting to myself, it is untrue to think what you mean,

    It's hard to be lucky, and it's like killing someone by mistake.

    Seeing that Wenjiao was only interested in getting some fragrance, she took two steps forward to strike up a conversation and said, "It's already midnight, so why bother my sister?"

    Wen Jiao said coldly without raising her head, "Scents are precious forever, how can you abandon them on the grounds of the night?"

    Wenxiu knew that Wenjiao had a pun in her words, and she used incense as a metaphor for love, so she stared at her meaningfully and said, "Xiang Ash has a heart, and it should be content."

    Wenjiao inserted the gold hairpin into the cloud bun, then went out, lifted the embroidered curtain and looked up at the sky, only to see the jade rabbit in the sky, the moonlight as bright as day, and softly called out: "Xiaohui, Xiaohui."

    "Miss, what's the matter?" Xiaohui responded.

    "Look at the moonlight tonight is so beautiful, I haven't seen such a beautiful moon for a long time."

    Xiaohui was always playful, but when she saw the young lady's sudden interest, she got excited and stepped out of the hall door and said: "Yes, yes, this half moon is really beautiful. Miss, let's have a good time playing for a while."  , okay?" As he spoke, he came over and pulled Wen Jiao down the steps.

    Wenxiu also came out and walked down the hall steps.

    He felt that the scene in front of him was a bit like Zhang Shengyue meeting Yingying in Tang Dynasty Yuanzhen's "Huizhen Ji", but this Xiaohui was not the matchmaker, and this lady was not that Yingying.  Zhang Sheng can play the piano to express love, what should I do now?  Eagerly, I suddenly thought of a sentence in "Ode to Hou Chibi" written by Su Dongpo's night tour of Chibi: "The moon is white and the wind is clear, what is such a good night?"

    "Where is the Zhinu leaning across the river, what is the moonlight and the wind clear and fine night?"

    As soon as Wenjiao heard it, she knew that Wenxiu's intention was to hint how she could spend this beautiful night with him, so she sneered and said, "I really can't figure out why Xueshi Su loves this moonlit night so much?"

    Wenxiu looked at Wenjiao and said meaningfully: "Dongpo Layman sees the bright moonlight and the gentle breeze, and feels that life is short and there are not many good nights. Therefore, he can't help feeling emotional and sighing. How can my sister laugh at this?"  Where is Layman Dongpo?"

    Wen Jiao rolled her eyes at Wen Xiu and said: "What the third brother said is reasonable, but the world is so lingering, and this love is used too much and too much! It's so strange, maybe I was born dull, why?  Am I not so affectionate?"

    Wenxiu sighed secretly in her heart: "Yingqing, Yingqing, you finally uttered a word of love." Then she moved forward and said in a low voice, "I think there is a sister, otherwise the so-called 'pressing' in today's good sentence  "Dreamer, what is it that makes him wake up from suffering?" He said, squinting at Wen Jiao from the corner of his eyes.

    Wenjiao was happy, ashamed and annoyed when Wenxiu said what was on her mind:

    The happy thing is that the third brother has understood the heart of the poem; the shame is that after all, he is a daughter's family, and he is a bit embarrassing;

    Fortunately, it was night, and he couldn't see his blushing face, so he pretended to look up at the stars and asked, "Where are the Weaver Girl and Cowherd that people often say? Does the third brother know?"

    Wenxiu looked up and saw Vega Galaxy, so she pointed to Wenjiao and said, "Look, sister, that star is Vega."

    Wen Jiao smiled and said: "Third brother is knowledgeable about the past and present, he knows astronomy, geography, and Vega, but I don't know, it turns out that it is Vega!"

    Wenxiu was ridiculed and realized that she had fallen into a trap, and her face couldn't help but get hot.

    Xiaohui listened for a long while, not knowing what kind of riddle these two people were guessing, she lost interest for a while, so she urged: "It's cold in the middle of the night, Miss should go back to her room to rest."

    Wenjiao glanced at Wenxiu and said triumphantly: "Then let's go!" Then she and Xiaohui turned and went back to the backyard.

    Wenxiu watched their master and servant leave, and recalled the scene just now under the moonlight, and felt that tonight, there was something to be gained.

    [2] "Lazy Thrush. Spring Girl is Immediately" Shen Shi. Sanqu

    Spring boudoir is a matter,

    Dongfeng Blown Powder Stuffed Pear Blossoms,

    A few days of lovesickness turned boring.

    Occasionally hear people talk through the window screen,

    Unknowingly, suddenly,

    But it turned out that it was the parrot on the shelf, not him.

    Waking up early the next morning, Wen Jiao sat in front of the window and saw the spring breeze blowing the earth, as if it was gestating the pear blossoms outside the window, so she not only sighed: "Dongjun, Dongjun, why do you only care about it and not me?"  What about it?" I couldn't help but miss that person in my heart, and thought of what he suffered last night.After being ridiculed by himself, he not only smiled knowingly.

    Suddenly I heard someone whispering outside the window, thinking it was the "he" in my heart, my heart was "thumping" and flustered.  She couldn't help but look back, but it was the parrot on the rack who was learning nonsense.

    Wen Jiao shouted displeasedly: "Xiaohui, go and feed that talkative parrot!"

    Xiaohui replied: "Okay, miss, I'll go right away."

    [3] Wang Ling. Poem "Sending Spring"

    In March, the remaining flowers fall and bloom more,

    Small eaves day by day swallows fly;

    Zigui still cries blood in the middle of the night,

    If you don't believe it, Dongfeng can't call you back.

    After Wenxiu woke up, she thought about how she could see Wenjiao again.  What do you want to do?

    Hey~, why not take the name of Xie Shi and go to Wenjiao to have a look, so as to find out the truth.

    Wenxiu strolled along the Luohua trail to Wenjiao's embroidery pavilion, saw Xiaohui playing with birds on the porch, and met her face to face.

    Xiaohui greeted with joyful voice, "Wow, Brother Gao."

    Wenxiu hurriedly said: "Sister Xiaohui, is your lady up yet?"

    "I'm dressing up now, come in quickly." Speaking of which, Xiaohui raised the bead curtain for Wenxiu.

    As soon as Wenxiu entered the embroidery pavilion, she felt a strong aroma. Goodbye to the room:

    There are four sandalwood screens on the side of the gums, and four Tang poems are written, which are divided into spring, summer, autumn and winter. Spring is He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willow",  Summer is "Bamboo Branch Ci" by Liu Yuxi, autumn is "Cicada" by Yu Shinan, and winter is "Jiang Xue" by Liu Zongyuan, which shows that Wenjiao's sentiment is not ordinary.

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    Notes

    [1] "Cicada" by Tang Yu Shinan

    Hanging down to drink the clear dew, and the flow of Shutong.

    Living in a loud voice is far away, not by the autumn wind.

    This is a poem chanting things, especially in chanting things, which is full of symbolism.  Sentences describe the shape, habits and voice of cicadas, and every sentence implies the poet's noble and pure conduct and aspirations. The deep meaning of chanting things is chanting people.  The key to the poem is to grasp some meaningful and specific characteristics of cicadas, and find an artistic fit from them.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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