Zhang Jin was afraid of thunder and lightning, and also afraid that Ji Xu would laugh at him for being timid, so he pretended to be brave.
Ji Xu said: "Actually, everyone is afraid of the intensity of thunder. This is inevitable in human nature. Confucius, the sage, also said that thunder will change color."
Zhang Jin said: "Brother, what you said is true. Now that it is raining heavily, it is difficult to move one step, so I have to stay here for a while. Excuse me, dear brother, do you have any relatives in Dantu?"
Ji Xu said: "I don't have any relatives. I wonder if Brother Jin has any?"
Zhang Jin patted his hands on his thighs and said, "My little brother never had one either."
"In this case, the situation is quite the same. Excuse me, Brother Jin. How many Kunzhong are there?"
"There are nine brothers and sisters in my family, and I am the youngest. Where is my dear friend?"
Ji Xu sighed and said, "Brother Jin is really enviable! I'm just alone."
Zhang Jin asked: "The parents are not here?"
Ji Xu nodded.
Zhang Jin said: "The sky is so big, it rains so much here alone, and you and I rushed to meet in the Caoting, isn't this a predestined relationship?"
"Yes, it's just a coincidence." Ji Xu said as he stretched out his head and looked out of the pavilion. The rain was a little bit lighter, and he said, "Now the rain is a little bit less, let me take a look, can you hurry in the afternoon?" !¡± After saying that, he stood up again and walked slowly to the edge of the pavilion.
At this time, the two horses under the pavilion were so rained that they couldn't stand upright, so they hurriedly gathered under a larger tree. The heavy rain in the sky was just covered by the canopy as light rain.
Ji Xu smiled and said: "Look, the horses are driven by the rain, and they naturally gather in places where there is no rain. It can be seen that everything is secretly affected by the word fate."
Zhang Jin listened, but remained silent, and pressed his two sleeves against his trembling thigh.
Ji Xu looked up at the sky, and said, "Oh! The rain is getting lighter. You see, the sky has opened in the northwest, and the clouds are gradually moving to the northwest. This afternoon, the weather must be clear, and you and I can still go on our way." , raised his hand, and pointed to the place where the clouds opened.
Zhang Jin stood up and looked in the direction pointed by his hand.
Although the rain was much lighter, the clouds had already parted, and the blue sky and bright sun slowly appeared; the house clearly revealed that the branches outside the house were all green after being washed by the rain; about half a mile away, There is a white powder wall, surrounded by a clump of bamboo, seven or eight willow trees, white and green, very beautiful; the most wonderful are two pink flowers, but there are no green leaves to match. Outside the wall of that man's house, there was a shallow stream of clear stream, which was no more than three feet away, and it was flowing into the wheat ridge. The two pink flowers were opening towards the stream, smiling at the people in the pavilion.
Zhang Jindao: "It's a beautiful view. This heavy rain is adding a lot of bright colors to the green and red."
Cheng Xin, a book boy, was also moved by the words of the two husbands, and stood up and stood outside. He said: "It's true. After this heavy rain, the scenery is very good. Unfortunately, I can't tell you how to do it. Xianggong, why don't you write a poem to express the scenery we encountered. Once upon a time on the road , chirping and gooing all the way, you said it was reciting poems, I didn¡¯t understand a word. Now it¡¯s all right, I met Ji Xianggong here, I dare say you wrote one, and Ji Xianggong will have another one!¡±
Ji Xu smiled and said: "Brother Jin is a great talent, the poems I recite are afraid of making people laugh."
Zhang Jin said: "Where does my brother come from? My younger brother is about to ask for advice. Why don't my brother recite a poem to break the barriers."
"There is no need to recite poems, let's talk about poems[1]! What do my brothers think of Cao Zijian's works?" He walked back to the original place as he was talking, and sat on the stone pier with Zhang Jin.
Zhang Jin agreed: "Okay, I would like to ask for advice. My younger brother often reads Cao Zijian's poems at home, and feels that he is afraid that Cao Pi will harm him, so there are especially many sad poems."
Ji Xu clapped his hands together and said, "My dear brother, what I said is exactly what I want. Zijian's poem is really good! Look, isn't this 'Looking at thousands of miles from a distance, seeing the plains day and night'?"
Zhang Jindao: "Yes, he still has "Duckweed Chapter". At the beginning, he said¡ª¡ª
Duckweed sends clear water, which flows east and west with the wind,
?Conclude the words of strict relatives, and come to avenge the gentleman.
The artistic conception of this poem is just like talking about the younger brother. It is just right for you and me to meet in the grass pavilion. In the future, I hope my dear friend will give you more advice! "
As soon as Ji Xu heard Zhang Jin's words, it was because of the rewards of reading, he said: "Since we are classmates, we learn from each other and share with each other. What you said, 'we will make friends with each other, and come to avenge the gentleman', so do I. I feel the same way as you!"
So the two of them laughed.
[2] Han Yuefu Poems "Drinking Horses and a Journey to the Great Wall Caves". Anonymous
&Zhang Jin also smiled: "But I still have some shortcomings. On the left side of the pavilion, there is a lack of a rose flower stand to block the gap on the left side of the pavilion."
Ji Xu laughed out loud.
At this time, Cheng Xin had already led the horse onto the road.
Ji Xu said: "Brother Jin, you have little luggage, can you put your luggage on your horse and let Cheng Xin ride with me, so that you and I can reach Dantu in the dark."
Zhang Jin said: "Inappropriate!"
"What's wrong?"
"Cheng Xin is a servant, how dare he ride with my brother?"
"No problem!"
"Otherwise My dear brother and I ride a horse" After finishing speaking, Zhang Jin's face turned red.
Ji Xu readily agreed: "It's better this way, and it's convenient for us to talk to each other along the way." As he said that, Ji Xu put his luggage and the luggage carried by Cheng Xin on Zhang Jin's horse, and let Cheng Xin Xin rides first.
Ji Xu helped Zhang Jin onto the "Juechen" horse, and jumped onto the horse himself. He felt Zhang Jin's body shaking constantly, so he said, "I told you just now that I asked you to put on some clothes, but you didn't listen. It's cold now!"
Suddenly, at the corner of the wheat field, a ditch appeared, and a pair of colorful wild ducks flew out with their backs on their backs. Zhang Jin took the opportunity to cover up and said: "It's cold, isn't it scaring the wild duck~"
Ji Xu hugged Zhang Jin tightly, and hurriedly chased after Cheng Xin
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Notes
[1] Old Chinese poetry has always been divided into ancient style and modern style.
Probably the ancient style is Wugu, which is a sentence of five characters; Qigu is a sentence of seven characters.
In the modern style, there are five rhythms. In the wording, you must talk about flatness, five-character sentences, three, four, five, six sentences, and pay attention to matching, and there are eight sentences in total; seven-character sentences are also eight sentences. Same.
Wujue and Qijue are five or seven character sentences, each with four sentences. Liulu and Liujue are composed of six characters, and the rules are similar to Wulu and Qilu. But very few people do it. In addition, there are five rows and seven rows, but there are more sentences, and the content is the same as the five rhythms and seven rhythms. There were only five ancient poems in the Jin Dynasty.
"Duckweed Chapter" Wei Jin. Cao Zhi
Duckweed sends clear water, which flows east and west with the wind; it makes a strict kiss, and comes to avenge the gentleman. Work hard day and night, and get offended for no reason; in the past, you have been favored, and you are happy like a violin. What does it mean to be ruined now, as broad as business and ginseng; cornel has its own fragrance, not like osmanthus and orchid. Although the newcomers are cute, they are not as happy as they used to be; there is a return date in the clouds, and the king's kindness is returned. ã»ã» looked up to the sky and sighed, worrying about what to do; where the sun and the moon are not constant, life seems to be in a hurry. The sad wind comes into the bosom, and the tears fall like dew; the clothes are made from suitcases, and the tailors are rich and plain.
"Horse Drinking Great Wall Cave Tour" Eastern Han Dynasty. Cai Yong
The green grass beside the river makes me think about the long way; the long way is incredible, I dreamed of it in the past. I dreamed that I was by my side, and suddenly felt that I was in another country; in different counties in other countries, I went back and forth without seeing each other. The dry mulberry knows the wind of the sky, and the sea knows the cold of the sky; each of the beginners is charming, and no one is willing to talk to each other. A guest came from afar and left me a pair of carp; Hu'er cooks carp, and there is a plain book in it. Kneeling to read plain books, what is in the book; (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com