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    Nengyuan Building is located on the peninsula on the northern coast of Houhai in Shichahai. It is a place where silt is accumulated. It is surrounded by water on three sides. It is the essence of the scenery around Shichahai and preserves the precious cultural heritage of the capital.  The small building can "see far away", so it has the name "Nengyuan Building", which is the private property of a Wang's mother.

    When Wang Momo was young, she was a singer in Dadu.  Only the surname is Wang, but no one knows her name. Some people speculate that even this surname may be fake.

    ? Back then, this singer, Ms. Wang, was extremely popular. How popular was it?  You can get a glimpse of this small building she built by the sea.  She can not only sing, but also compose music.  The divertimento "Sending Lovers" [1] composed by her is a must-play piece for literati to go to romantic places.

    [1] "Su Wuman. A path leading to the secluded" Yu Ji. Ci

    Walking into this romantic courtyard, you can see pavilions, towers and pavilions like clouds, rockery and strange rocks, and stroll among the green shades of flowers and trees, you can only hear the gurgling of clear springs, and the melodious singing of warblers and sparrows among exotic flowers and trees.  It echoes with the qin and se in the small building, one after another, it is fascinating.

    Walking along a flower-shaded trail, you gradually step into the depths of the forest; after another journey, you will suddenly see a pool of water like a mirror, inlaid among the green vegetation, and the water pavilion stands beside the water.  Looking across the water, the pavilions and pavilions in the distance are like in the painting, but the spring is like a brocade, the green willows are full of smoke, and the surrounding scenery is reflected in the water, forming a wonderful picture of strange symmetry, as if entering the nine-day fairyland.  Dazzling, breathtaking.

    "Nengyuan Building" is a small three-story building, and its architecture is even more unique, built according to the style of the Tang Dynasty.

    The buildings of the Tang Dynasty are grand in scale, majestic, handsome in shape, solemn and generous, neat but not rigid, gorgeous but not delicate, stretched but not ostentatious, simple but full of vitality, which is the perfect embodiment of the spirit of the Tang Dynasty.

    Everyone is looking at this small building from a distance.

    Suddenly, a large group of fairies poured out from the gate on the first floor of the small building.  The fairies spread out and stood on both sides, and in the center of the fairies appeared a dignified and elegant white-haired old woman, which must be Nanny Wang.

    She was wearing a men's Tang suit: a light beige round-neck gown with a freehand pattern on the inside, and a round-neck wide-sleeved white gauze beige on the outside. Calligraphy and ink orchids and bamboos were painted on the front, back hem, and cuffs of the white gauze.  Elegance and the elegance of ink are perfectly combined.

    In this situation, the old master Yu Ji couldn't help but recite a poem:

    A path leads to seclusion, and the screen is full of emerald green,

    Walk to the depths of the white clouds.

    Paradise peaches outside the world, oranges by the well,

    Don't have a Xuanyao Garden.

    The sandalwood board is tapped lightly, the Suqin is playing around,

    Dedicated phoenix cream Lin preserved.

    Dancing gracefully, with fluttering crane hair,

    Still the old fairy mother.

    ? Jun Wangqu, Huawu Immortal,

    The house is full of gold and jade, this is the morning and evening of the cricket.

    Five-color Penglai, nine-autumn osprey,

    Don't have a way of birth.

    The wine cooked Magu, Yunsheng Wu Gorge,

    Jishou went back to the sky.

    Ren Haibo, clear and shallow, no time,

    Where are the green windows and clouds.

    ?Liu Guan led everyone to go forward quickly, and wished the New Year to Wang Momo: "Wang Layman, happy New Year to you, old man!"

    Grandma Wang returned the salute vigorously: "Okay, okay, everything is fine, and you are fine too!"

    "We are all well!" Everyone stepped forward to greet Wang Momo.

    After the ceremony, Mother Wang led everyone into the lobby on the first floor.

    Grandma Wang has never been married in her life. She said that there is no man she admires in her life. Her dream lover is Li Bai five hundred years ago. She always wants to "dream back to the Tang Dynasty".

    Entering the "Quiet Night Hall" on the first floor, the main wall is led by a wooden grille to guide the sequence of the space, which is uniformly stretched out with vertical and upright lines, layered on top of each other, with sparse shadows and horizontal slopes.

    Tang Yun art screens are superimposed and arranged in an orderly array in front of the modeling wall, and the transparent green lotus sculpture landscape is presented in the form of an art installation and becomes the focus of sight.  It seems to be in one close one release, one movement one stillness, one reality and one void, which enhances the overall sense of rhythm and creates a strong artistic atmosphere for the space.

    There is a plaque hanging directly above the hall, with the inscription "The bright moon hangs high, meditating in the quiet night", which is clearly written by Zhao Mengfu at a glance.  Even after experiencing vicissitudes and ups and downs in the world, those poetic flavors have never been dim.

    The second floor above is a place dedicated to drinking tea.

    Facing the stairs is a large semi-transparent warp-knitted screen, on which is Mother Wang?, has nothing to do with brother's younger brother. In ancient times, teachers and students were called "Junior Brother".  If each other has the title of teacher and student, but has not taught a class, the teacher generally calls the student "brother".  For example, Jie Xisi is just Ji Xu's examiner teacher, and has never taught a class. He can also call Ji Xu "brother".

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    Notes

    ¡¾1¡¿"The Lover"

    "Zhonglu. Fendieer. Sending Lover" is a suite of sixteen pieces.  Through Wang's own tone, she puts forward her view of love, and criticizes the oppression of women in feudal society and the unreasonableness of buying and selling marriages in feudal society.  The literary talent is remarkable, and it is a rare masterpiece among female authors in the Yuan Dynasty.

    Li Kaixian, a litterateur and songwriter of the Ming Dynasty, wrote in "Ci Jian": "Also [Zhonglu] "Catch Su Qing", most of which were written by Wang, a singing girl. Although women also have bosom friends, it is appropriate for Yuan to be famous for his Ci."

    The original lyrics are as follows:

    The river scenery is bleak and sparse, which is comparable to the autumn evening in Chutian, and the westerly wind and willows are defeated by the lotus.  Standing at the setting sun, standing in the air, the ancient ferry in the river and village, the water meets the sky, and the eyes are filled with smoke and trees in the evening mountains.

    [Drunk Spring Breeze] The days of loneliness are long, and parting from others is the hardest.  Changing a formal family letter into a fraudulent divorce letter, Feng Kui didn't see that he was marrying me, marrying me.  Knowing that he is jumping from the dragon's gate and is on the tiger list for the first time, where do you think about this old man?

    [Red embroidered shoes] I usually lie on hibiscus mattresses in winter, and spread rattan mats and gauze for the kitchen in summer, but I change into better clothes when I go out.  Instead of Feng Kui, the tea member, and the tea member, Uncle Chao, I would like to have a beautiful twin as a partner.

    [Welcome Immortals] I saw an ancient temple, built very vulgarly, and saw a monk chanting scriptures and pinching beads.  Waiting for the Taoist is the little Jerry, but it turned out to be the old master, I am a disciple of Tanyue, I asked the elder where to go?

    [Pomegranate Flower] After looking at the picture of the lovely river scene between the walls, it took a lot of effort to decorate it.  When I see Han Confucianism at dusk in the snow in Jiangtian, I hope that Pingsha will take advantage of the night, and there will be no books for falling geese.  The air returns with the distant Pu sail, and the fishing village returns to the boat.  The evening bell of the Yan Temple is at sunset, and the autumn moon in Dongting is shining on a lonely person.

    [Quail Fighting] Sorrow is as much as the clear clouds in the mountains and cities, and weeping is as much as the night rain in Xiaoxiang.  One less handsome man, one more foot husband.  The daily price of tea or rice is useless, teach me where to tell.  The highest heaven of hatred, the lowest hell of lovesickness.

    [Putianle] Worry in the belly, the middle of the poem.  If you ask what is wrong, you will ride a donkey.  When thinking about that pride, focus on love.  When the tip of the pen touches the sad place, people can't help but sigh.  I ask you monk to remember, Su Qing is not with you, how do you know how he is getting along?

    [Going to the small building] Afraid you don't want to open your heart?  All are distributed in the poem.  I am here to think and think, to write and to read, and the rain and tears are like beads.  It's all those who can't tell, can't write, worry and think, and can't stop crying.

    ¡¾Unit¡¿He fights to know that I am married, and I know he should take it too far.  Turn over the fish Shen Yanyao, the bottle falls and the hairpin breaks, the letter is broken and the sound is sparse.  For more than half a year, there is no word.  Where is Shuanglang?  I just go with him on the tea boat.

    [December] There is no blessing to act as a consort and a couple, and there is a share of pillows and quilts left over.  When I think of it, lovesickness is the most bitter, and Kong teaches people to have no good dreams.  Xiaofei played the Qing song and wonderful dance, and suffered a little loneliness.

    [Yao Folk Song] The lonely moon went to the Phoenix Terrace in a flash, and went to Soochow under the wind.  I'm here with a mast and a flag to float across the rivers and lakes. It's better to be intoxicated and supported by Luo Weiqian.  Hesitating, hesitating, the geese are far away in the sky, and it is in vain to miss the happy date.

    [Playing with children] This guy doesn't know how to deal with merchants in the past and present. He is a traveler who sells my worries.  How can I get rid of my depression by guarding this guy? It's really like a horse with a skirt.  What is the use of a bucket, and a wall of dung cannot be polluted.  I think I love Qian Niangqiao to do it, regardless of the good or the weak, or the virtuous and the foolish.

    [Three Boils] Mother, you have a good game!  It's vicious, it's vicious!  There is no motherly love at all.  It is good to teach 3,000 fires and earthquakes, and 10,000 boils and gangrene.  Why don't you teach me to be angry?  You are useful in the pile of money, but I am a disciple on the water.

    [2] When I got on the boat, I was like a wooden donkey, and when I got off the cabin, I went to hell, leaning on the mast like leaning on a general's column.  A prison with a ship that goes against the wind, and takes advantage of the waves to ride the sill car.  Accompanied by this character, they are entangled like ghosts and chasing each other like shadows.

    [1] He was Feng Kui, who was drinking heavily. At the beginning of Su Qing's worries, he got off the boat and went to a place where there was no one.  I have more filial piety clothes than Cao E's daughter Qi Jiang.  Afraid that he would see through my emotions, he pushed his eyes to hide the painful tears, pretended to yawn and let out a few long sighs.

    [Tail] When will my teardrops dry up?  How comfortable is the frown?  It doesn't seem like half a day of suffering to gather all the troubles of the world together.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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