The dragon and the phoenix chirp, the birds return to the nest, the fishing boat sings at night, the lake is sparkling, the reed flowers are rolling with the wind, and the sunset swallows most of the day but can not hide the golden brilliance to achieve this great lake and mountains. Fishermen moored their boats, and women weaving nets reeled their nets. Far away from the town's stone road came out of a group of monks dressed in green robes and straw hats, the leading mage held a cane, passed through the place silently, walked to the water's edge, the mage stopped and turned around as if to confess something, a group of monks have bent down to draw water, wash, take off their hats, Pull up the sleeves to reveal a white face, lotus-like arms, Fang knew that it was a group of little nuns, two little nuns took off their shoes and socks and pulled up their trousers, and went into the water with their long shirts, one made a splash of water to the other, and the other giggled like a silver bell, and then pulled the water back, but unfortunately the water beads splashed on the third and fourth bodies, so a few little nuns frolicked, and the swingers suddenly became lively. It also attracted the attention of others.

The man who fished sang a ditty. The reeds are in a good color, the little nun Sifan changes her wedding clothes, brother, I haven't married this year......

Xiao Nigu blushed and panicked when she heard this, and hurriedly went ashore to straighten her clothes, the mage held a staff in her left hand, and held a salute in her right chest, and she was angry again and again, guilty of sin, Amitabha.

The men laughed, and the women who closed the net flirted with the men.

Good rice is put in the pot, good girls are lying on the bed, you don't want ready-made.

Sister-in-law Wu, do you want to be a fifth brother, or do you want a man?

Sister-in-law Wu, don't cover the door at night, it hurts us too.

Fuck you......

Hurry up to the ancestral hall, go to the ancestral hall, and go to see the eldest grandson of the Xu family who is going to be beaten. Two seven or eight-year-old dolls ran along the stone pavement and shouted.

Why?" asked a woman with a high-pitched voice.

In the monk's vegetarian meal, the oil is amplified and the water is mixed with wine. A doll should be.

What a living treasure in this world.

Let's go and have a look.

The men and women chattered and dispersed.

The monks and nuns are long gone.

The reeds were lively and lively, and then returned to calm, a round of bright moon guarded the clouds, and the reeds were still snow-white, swaying and rolling with the wind, and singing softly. She has long been accustomed to the alternation of the sun and the moon, prosperous for a while, lonely for a while, sober for a while, and drunk for a while.

The ancestral hall has long been surrounded by water, occasionally one or two children rushed to drill into the air, and some people stood outside the porch holding the drum stone tiptoe out of the body to peep, the old stone drum is afraid to fall out of the slag if stepped on it again. The ancestral hall is not big, a 30-square-square patio in the middle, the door of the main hall and the east and west wings are rusty locks, except for the New Year's Festival, the hollow wood carving on the porch falls with thick dust, the window frame is knotted with cobwebs, but you can still see the fine wood carving craftsmanship, and a osmanthus tree on the inner wall of the door exudes a faint sweet fragrance.

A young man of 14 or 5 years old was standing in the middle of the patio, several grandfathers were sitting on several square stools in front of the main hall, and an elder was admonishing.

Although the Xu family came to our branch to take refuge here, the ancestor Xu Gong was a famous minister who went through Tang Gaozong, Taizong, Gaozu, and the third generation.

This set of rhetoric is the fixed opening of the ancestral hall's precepts, and it has been passed down by word of mouth by the head of the family, and the young man has long been familiar with it, except for worshipping his ancestors, I am afraid that he has listened to it the most times in this town.

Since the beginning of Chenghua, we have produced 21 Jinshi here, when it is today, although the twilight is poor, the ancestors are no longer prosperous, but it is also the home of cultivation and reading. The first character in heaven and earth is reading, (the young man shook his head and shook his head and his uncle spoke in unison, word for word) Many families throughout the ages are nothing more than virtues.

Seeing this, the grandfather stopped talking and coughed heavily,

Zeyuan. The ashes of your three old ladies returned to our Dianzi after several twists and turns from thousands of miles away, the fallen leaves returned to the roots, and the soul returned to the hometown......

Fifth grandfather, now is a civilized society, the era of science and technology. What kind of Buddha way, what kind of dharma, this is called superstition. Monks can't carry their hands on their shoulders, they can't carry their hands, they do a Dharma for nothing, and they earn thousands of yuan in offerings by chanting sutras, how do you know that they are not fake monks who cheat people out of money?

Our ancestors have offered to the Buddha from generation to generation, and you can worship the ghosts and gods and stay away, but you can't insult the Buddha and slander the Buddha. In any era, we must not forget our roots and ancestors.

Xu Zeyuan looked at the stone carving of his mother-in-law on the west wall, there was a crack between his mother-in-law and Yue Fei, and then looked at the bereaved relatives carved on the east wall, and the face of the little brother was eroded by the wind and rain.

I didn't forget, I might as well throw the money to them to repair the ancestral hall.

There was silence all around, and someone gently exclaimed, and the fifth grandfather was speechless for a while.

The old man sitting next to the fifth grandfather answered,

What do your children know, it's not your turn to point fingers at the ancestral hall. Do you think that if you study outside and see some of the world, you won't know how high the sky is? If you come back from vacation once a year, you will be in trouble. It was Xu Zeyuan's grandfather who spoke.

Master, I'm making reasonable suggestions, the times have progressed, and you have to keep up with the pace of the times. The eight imperial examinations are all old yellow calendars, and our teacher of the Olympiad said that learning mathematics, physics and chemistry will go all over the world. But it's not right for us to worship monks as gods.

Right. If you're right, you put the big oil in other people's food and the wine in other people's water, you're right? You're even more of a scourge.

Hehe, Xu Zeyuan has no intention of repenting at all, and he still has words. I am to eliminate harm for the people and protect everyone's interests, this time I scared them away, and I will not come again next time.

Hey, take the ruler. The fifth grandfather's hands trembled.

You don't have to bother me, I'll teach him a lesson. Xu Zeyuan's grandfather picked up the ring ruler and walked in front of Xu Zeyuan angrily. Reach out.

Grandpa, it's illegal to hit someone.

This is family law. Let you be unreasonable, let your mouth be full of crooked reasoning. scolded, and without waiting for Xu Zeyuan to stretch out his hand, he pulled it down fiercely.

Xu Zeyuan flashed sideways, and the ring ruler in his grandfather's hand fell short.

Grandpa, slow down, grandpa, don't flash your waist.

Xu Zeyuan wanted to run but had no way to escape, so he simply circled in the surrounded patio, and the grandfather and grandson chased and hid, one begged for mercy and the other scolded. The crowd of onlookers included those who watched the play and had fun, and some who made a fuss. The fifth grandfather's face was flushed with anger.

Xu Zeyuan dodged, but did not forget to fulfill his filial piety.

Grandpa, look at your feet, if you fall, my dad won't kill me.

You turtle grandson, stop me. Grandpa was furious. After a while, he lost his breath and gasped for breath with his hands on his knees.

Seeing that his grandfather stopped, Xu Zeyuan also took a break, and then talked about his own reasoning.

If they were true Buddhas and true compassion, they would be able to forgive me for my hard work and understand that I am for the good of everyone. What's more, it's still fake. Anyway, I'll do the villain. is the so-called: the reversal of the strange villain, I don't know that the reversal is the villain.

I cherish the torture of the gentleman, but I don't know that the torture is to see the gentleman. The second half of the que came from outside the wall.

Everyone looked for prestige, naturally gave way to a way, a little monk dressed in gray-white sea blue walked in lightly, quietly could not hear the footsteps, he entered the door and stood next to the osmanthus tree by the door, looked sixteen or seventeen years old, long eyes and face, a little pale and delicate face, the clear moonlight sprinkled on the little monk, like a thin shirt covered with a layer of silver, the half-old light gray robe reflected into ivory white. He folded his hands and bowed deeply.

One line is my master, and my master sent me to tell you donors and laymen that you don't have to take today's things to heart, everything has a fate. There is another important thing, my master is in a hurry, these days the mountain is heavy with moisture, although it is autumn, it is still necessary to close the dam and make preparations to prevent flooding.

He glanced at Xu Zeyuan's direction,

My master has already bowed down for this little benefactor.

The fifth master bowed to greet him.

I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, I'm going to go up the mountain to thank you another day.

Xu Zeyuan looked disdainful,

Strange gods.

Grandpa slapped Xu Zeyuan on the forehead.

The little monk was not annoyed, he walked in front of him slowly, a group of kind, he didn't look at people with straight eyes, no matter who it was, just lowered his eyelids, and he was facing whomever he was talking to, and there was only dust under his eyes.

It doesn't matter, the Buddha has a fate, and the opportunity has not arrived.

The little monk bowed slightly, and then a fragrance wafted in, but it was not the fragrance of osmanthus. Xu Zeyuan carefully looked at the finely carved face in front of him, the lowered eyelids, the eyes became more and more slender, there was a black mole the size of half a mung bean at the end of the left eye that was almost to the hairline, a pair of neat black eyebrows, the high bridge of the nose was shiny, and the nose wings were symmetrical without error, which was good-looking that Xu Zeyuan had never seen. Since he was a child, he only thought that his aunt was the best-looking beauty, but the one in front of him made him speechless for a while, and he couldn't compare the men in the turbid world with him, he only felt that his good-looking was neither male nor female, beyond the mortal, and he muttered unconsciously,

The beauty is empty, who is the fragrance for?

The fifth master scolded angrily,

Darn!

The grass is beautiful and spring, and Mei Yan has makeup in the past.

The little monk was neither humble nor arrogant, and he actually relieved Xu Zeyuan.

A child in the crowd shouted childishly at the fifth master,

Grandpa, Flying Flower Order.

The children and adults in the crowd were clustered one after another, cheering up, and had a flying flower order.

The fifth grandfather looked at the monk and the young man, and he also found it very interesting, so he calmed down the frowning brows that he had been frowning, and said something else,

Zeyuan, let the future generations see your true ability, whether you win or lose, before leaving, go to Qingfeng Temple to confess, I will not blame the past.

At this time, Xu Zeyuan's beads of sweat slid from his forehead to his temples, he was the number one in the town's Flying Flower Order, and no one dared to call him the first if he called the second. His brain is like a high-speed computer central processing unit, I don't know how many times he tossed back and forth, but he couldn't find a sentence that matched, and he couldn't think of a sentence temporarily, and he couldn't put it in a fold and rhyme, and this case was not to be embarrassed in front of everyone.

Everyone held their breath and listened, and they could hear the sound of osmanthus petals falling on the ground quietly.

The moonlight is transparent tonight, why don't we look at the 'moon'? Although the monk was asking, he didn't look at Xu Zeyuan, he just looked up at the moon.

Xu Zeyuan's originally blank brain instantly crossed a rainbow, take it,

Okay, then it is eclectic, not limited to five words, seven words, words, and songs. I'll go first, the flying mirror under the moon, and the clouds will be born and the sea will be built.

The bright moon rises out of the Tianshan Mountains, and the vast sea of clouds.

I sing and wander, and my dancing shadow is messy.

The bright moon on the river is harmonious, and the surface of the pond has no goggles and is not polished.

The two of them should drink one by one, and everyone applauded. I don't know how many poems and how many good sentences I remembered, until late at night, I was tired of listening to the elders and coaxed the children to sleep. The people dispersed, leaving only a monk, a teenager, and a sugar osmanthus plant.

Guizi falls in the middle of the month, and the sky is fragrant and the clouds float out.