Chapter 782: Begonia Poems

Lin Daiyu said: "Since we want to start a poetry club, we are all poets, so we must first change the words of these sisters and sisters-in-law so as not to fall into clichΓ©s." ”

Li Kun said: "It's very true, why don't you give each other a nickname, and call each other elegant." I am an old farmer with Daoxiang, and no one can compete with me. ”

Tanchun smiled: "Then I am Qiu Shuang Jushi." ”

Baoyu said: "The layman and the master are inappropriate and cumbersome. There are all kinds of sycamores and plantains here, and it is better to call them with sycamores and plantains. ”

Tanchun said with a smile: "Yes, I like bananas the most, so I will call them bananas." "Everybody says it's chic and fun.

Daiyu smiled: "You guys take her away quickly, stew and drink." The crowd was puzzled.

Daiyu smiled: "You don't know, the ancients once covered the deer with banana leaves. She calls herself a banana guest, isn't she just a deer? When they heard this, they all laughed.

Tanchun said: "Don't be busy scolding people with clever words, I have already thought of a very appropriate name for you." ”

He also said to everyone: "On that day, Empress E and Nuying shed tears on the bamboo, and now the spotted bamboo is also known as Xiangfei bamboo." She lives in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, she loves to cry, and in the future she thinks of Brother-in-law Lin, and those bamboos are also going to become spotted bamboos. In the future, she will be called Concubine Xiaoxiang. When everyone heard this, they all clapped their hands and shouted, Lin Daiyu bowed her head and was silent.

Li Kun said with a smile: "I have already thought of a good number for Senior Sister Xue, only three words." ”

Li Kun said: "I named her the king of Wuwu, I don't know what you think?"

Tanchun smiled: "This title is excellent. ”

Baoyu said, "What about me? ”

Baochai smiled: "Your number has already been there, and the three words "busy" are very appropriate." ”

Li Kun said: "It's good that you are still your old name Jiangdong Flower Master." ”

Baoyu smiled: "When I was a child, why do you mention it?"

Tanchun: "You have a lot of numbers, what do you want." Whatever we like to call you, you just say yes. ”

Baochai: "I still have to give you a number, there is a most vulgar number, but it is the most suitable for you." What is rare in the world is wealth, and it is rare to be idle, these two things cannot be both, I don't want you to have both, so I call you a rich idler. ”

Baoyu smiled: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it! ”

Li Kun asked: "What are the numbers of the second girl and the fourth girl?"

Yingchun said: "We don't know how to compose poems, what are we going to do?"

Tanchun said: "Even so, there is also one." ”

Baochai said: "She lives in Zilingzhou, so she is called Lingzhou; ”

Li Kun: "That's fine, but I'm the oldest, you all have to follow my ideas, keep what I said, and let everyone agree." Seven of us started a club, and the second and fourth girls and I couldn't write poems, so let the three of us each share one thing. ”

Tanchun smiled: "I already have a number, even if I have such a name, it is better not to have it." If you make a mistake in the future, you have to make a penalty contract. ”

Li Kun: "After the establishment of the society, the punishment contract will be made." I have a big place there, and since I am a company there. Although I can't write poetry, these poets are not tired of vulgar guests, and I am a host, and I am naturally elegant. If you want to push me to be the president, I am naturally not enough as a president, and it is necessary to invite two more vice presidents, so I invite two scholars, Lingzhou and Lotus Pavilion, one to limit the rhyme of the question, and the other to transcribe the supervisor. We can't restrict the three of us from writing poems, and if we encounter easier topics and rhymes, we can also write a poem casually. But the four of you are to be limited, so that if it were not for me, I would not dare to second. ”

Yingchun and cherishing spring are lazy in poetry, and there are Xue Baochai and Lin Daiyu in front. Tanchun and the others also knew this, and when they saw that the two of them were satisfied, they were not reluctant, so they had to follow: "It's okay, I just thought it was funny, I had an idea, but I asked the three of you to take care of me." ”

Baoyu said, "In that case, let's go to Daoxiang Village." ”

Li Kun: "You're busy, today is just a discussion, wait for me to invite again." ”

Baochai: "It will take a few days to agree." ”

Tanchun: "If you just know more, it's boring." In a month, only two or three times. ”

Baochai nodded: "Two times a month is enough." Proposed dates, rain or shine. In addition to these two days, if there is something happy, she is willing to add another club, or is willing to go to her, it can also make it more lively and interesting. ”

Everyone said, "That's a better idea." ”

Tanchun said: "It's just my intention, I have to be a host first, so as to live up to my interest." ”

Li Kun: "In that case, how about you open a club tomorrow?"

Tanchun: "Tomorrow is not as good as today, but this moment is very good." You will come up with the question, Lingzhou limit rhyme, lotus lotus pavilion supervision. ”

Yingchun said: "According to me, there is no need to limit the rhyme with one person. ”

Li Kun said: "When I came just now, I saw them bring in two pots of white begonias, which are good flowers. Why don't you just sing it?"

Spring Festival: "Before appreciating the flowers, first compose poems." ”

Baochai: "It's just a white begonia, why do you have to see it to compose a poem." The poetry of the ancients is just a love affair. If they had waited to see each other, there would be no more of these poems. ”

Yingchun said: "In this case, treat me to limit the rhyme." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the bookshelf and took out a book of poems, flipped through it casually, and this one turned out to be a seven-word poem, and handed it to everyone to read, and it should be a seven-word law. Yingchun covered up the poem, and said to a little girl: "You say a word casually." ”

The girl was standing against the door, and she said the word "door". Yingchun smiled: "It's the rhyme of the door word, thirteen yuan." The first rhyme must be a door word. ”

As he spoke, he asked for another rhyme card box, took out the thirteen yuan drawer, and ordered the little girl to take four pieces at will. So the girl took the basin, the soul, the trace, and the faint. Baoyu said: "The words "this pot" and "door" are not very good for poetry!"

After preparing four portions of paper and pen, they all quietly began to think about themselves. Only Daiyu either stroked the sycamore, or looked at the autumn colors, or laughed with the maids. Yingchun ordered the maid to burn a sweet fragrance of dreams. This dream sweet fragrance is only three inches long, with the thickness of lamp grass, and it is limited to burning embers, and the embers will be punished if they do not complete the poem.

Tanchun was there first, wrote it out, changed it again, and handed it to Yingchun. asked Baochai: "Jun Wu, do you have it?"

Baochai said: "Yes, yes, it's just not good." ”

Baoyu paced up and down the cloister with his hands behind his back, and said to Daiyu, "Listen, they all have it." ”

Daiyu said, "You don't care about me. ”

Baoyu saw that Baochai had already transcribed it, and said, "Amazing! There is only one inch of incense left, and I have four sentences." ”

He said to Daiyu again: "The incense is almost over, what are you doing just squatting underground?" Daiyu ignored it.

Baoyu: "I can't care about you, so I'll write it out." As he spoke, he also walked in front of the desk and wrote.

Li Kun: "We are going to read the poem, if we finish reading it, we will be punished if we don't hand in the paper." ”

Baoyu: "Although the old farmer of Daoxiang is not good at doing it, he is good at looking at it, and he is the most fair, you will evaluate the good and bad, and we will all serve you." ”

Everyone said, "Naturally." ”

So I first looked at the manuscript of Tanchun, which read: "Yongbai Begonia, the soul of the limited door basin is faint, the sun is cold, the grass is heavy, and the moss is green and spreads the basin after the rain." Jade is difficult to compare with the spirit, and snow is easy to lose the soul for the muscles and bones. Fang's heart is a little weak, and there are traces in the third month. It is impossible to say that the fairy can feather, and the affection accompanies me at dusk. ”

Everyone watched it, praised it once, and looked at Baochai's again: "Cherish the fangzi and cover the door during the day, and fill the moss pot with the urn by hand." The rouge washes out the shadow of the autumn steps, and the ice and snow attract the soul of the dew. The light pole knows that the flowers are more colorful, and the jade is more sorrowful. If you want to repay the White Emperor for cleanliness, he is silent and dim. ”

Li Kun smiled: "In the end, it's Lu Wujun." ”

Saying that, he looked at Baoyu again, writing: "The autumn appearance is light and reflects the heavy door, and the seven sections are full of snow." Out of the bath, Taizhen ice is a shadow, and Xiziyu is the soul. Xiaofeng does not dissipate a thousand points of sorrow, and Su Yu also adds a trace of tears. Leaning on the painting column alone, if you are interested, clear the anvil and send the flute to dusk. ”

Everyone read it, Baoyu said that it was good to explore spring, and Li Kun pushed Baochai's poem to have identity, and urged Daiyu. Daiyu said, "Do you all have it?" said and waved his pen and threw it to everyone.

Li Kun looked at her and wrote: "Half rolled Hunan curtain and half closed door, grinding ice for soil and jade for pots." ”

After reading this, Baoyu applauded first, and only said, "Where did you come from?"

Look at what is written below: "Steal the pear stamen and borrow a wisp of plum blossom soul." ”

When everyone saw it, they couldn't help but applaud: "Sure enough, it's the same heart than others." ”

Look at the following and write: "The fairy in the moon cave sews a robe, and the autumn lady wipes the traces." Shy and silently complained to whom, tired of leaning on the west wind and the night was dark. ”

When everyone saw it, they all said that this was the best. Li Kun said: "If you talk about the elegance and chic, it is this one, and if you talk about the subtlety and vigor, you will finally let the manuscript go." ”

Tanchun: "This evaluation is reasonable, and Concubine Xiaoxiang should be second." ”

Li Kun said: "Yihong Gongzi is the tail, are you convinced?"

Baoyu said: "My song is not good, this comment is fair." ”

smiled again: "It's just that the two heads of Concubine Wujun and Concubine Xiaoxiang still have to be considered." ”

Li Kun said: "According to my comments, it has nothing to do with you, and those who say more will be punished." ”

Baoyu listened, and there was only that. Li Kun said: "From now on, I am scheduled to open the club on the second and sixteenth days of the first month of each month, and the questions and rhymes will depend on me. During this period, if you are happy, you just have to choose another day to make up for it, even if it is a daily opening for a month, I don't care. But on the second and twenty-sixth days of the first month, they will go to me. ”

Baoyu said: "In the end, we have to have a company name." ”

Tanchun said: "It's not good if it's vulgar, it's new, and it's not good to be tricky and weird." Coincidentally, it started with a begonia poem, so it was called a begonia society. Although it is a bit vulgar, because there is such a thing, it is not in the way. ”