Oh, I wish there was a sip of wine,

A sip of wine that has been refrigerated in the cellar for many years!

When people taste it, they will think of the god of flowers, think of the green wine country,

Think of dances, love songs, and the joy of harvest season. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Ah, if that glass of wine had the heat of the South,

Red as a human face, full of the true taste of the fountain of inspiration,

The foam of the pearl floats on the edge of the cup,

I can dye my lips crimson,

I will drink it all and quietly leave the world,

Disappear into the dark woods as you go. —John Keats, Ode to a Nightingale, verse 2

Most of you who have read English lyric poetry will not be able to forget John Keats's "Ode to a Nightingale", a poet who was sick and poor, and perhaps very frustrated in love, who wrote it in April 1819, in the evening of his twenty-third birthday, in a garden in Hampstead.

In this suburban garden, Keats heard the eternal singing of the nightingale of Ovid and Shakespeare, felt that life was limited, and contrasted death with the eternal and gentle song of the invisible nightingale.

The central image of the poem is a pair of contradictions, that is, the contradiction between the beautiful, fresh and lovely imaginary world represented by the nightingale and the vulgar, hypocritical and filthy real world in which the poet lives.

The imaginary world is full of music, fine wine, and the tranquility of hazy light and shadow, while the real world is full of anxiety, sickness, and restlessness.

But this pain and happiness are a unity.

John Keats's voice now sounds as deafening and refreshing as Ruth the Moabite, who heard it in the fields of Israel on an ancient afternoon.

And at this moment, Pei Yanchen, at the moment when he took the light burst button, made Cheng Xiaoyu feel like he saw the terminally ill John Keats chanting "Ode to the Nightingale" loudly in the lonely garden of Hampstead.

Like a firefly flying to the sun, with self-destructive courage and passion.

For most of us, life is long, and it's about 47.3 million minutes, enough for you to squander. But life is short, because when you are old and your memory is blurred, there should be only a handful of shining points in this life that impress you.

For Pei Yanchen, these fleeting ten minutes are a sinking worthy of being engraved in the depths of her mind, and a gorgeous sentence reading of a chapter of life.

In the spotlight, in the eyes of thousands of astonishment, in disbelief and amazement, she photographed the explosion button, and then with a smile, like fireworks in the day, she asked softly again: "So, classmate, I want to ask how the word Lebenslangerschicksalschatz should be translated?"

This conversation made the audience and guests very ignorant.

Cheng Xiaoyu, who was standing in the Xuebao puppet costume, closed his eyes with a complicated feeling, and said in a deep voice: "The literal translation should be translated as: a treasure in this life, or a person worth cherishing for life, but according to the context, if it were me, I would translate it as 'a match made in heaven'." ”

It's almost exactly the same conversation the two had in the library that day.

Pei Yanchen stood on the guest stage and said to Cheng Xiaoyu with a smile: "Thank you!"

The slight smile is as elegant as a pear blossom.

Cheng Xiaoyu felt a hint of coolness in this sultry environment.

But the atmosphere in the studio was a little inexplicably solemn, filled with a sense of "what happened, why did it suddenly become like this?".

Huang He, who controls the rhythm, said: "There are still two lights, let's watch Xuebao's next short film." ”

Four words appeared on the big screen: "Ideal girl!"

Cheng Xiaoyu was still covered by the playful snow treasure, and he couldn't see his appearance on the screen, only the narrow blue sky behind him, with planes passing by.

He said: "The ideal girl is the kind of person who has something to say at any time when she wants to talk, and when she doesn't want to talk, she won't get bored even if she sits quietly across from each other." Of course, it is better to discuss and discover the beauty and truth of the world with me, and you can also play musical instruments with me, listen to a good music and smile at her very tacitly, and then immerse yourself in the world of musical notes together....."

After the film was played, the little chubby girl also turned off the lights, and Huang He asked, "Tang Juan, why are the lights out?"

The little chubby girl said: "The first is that I don't think I meet the other party's requirements, I don't know any musical instruments;The second is because I think Pei Yanchen next to me has blown up the lights, and I shouldn't have a chance.... I'm not saying that it's because Pei Yanchen is prettier than me, but their questions and answers just now show that they have a common language, and I can't answer any of the questions Pei Yanchen asked just now!"

At this time, many female guests raised their hands and said that they wanted to speak, because they felt that such a plot was too much like acting, Pei Yanchen successively rejected so many male guests who were so good in all aspects, and chose a man who couldn't see it at all, which was not scientific at all, and even idol dramas didn't dare to act like this.

They felt that this Xue Bao was in collusion with Pei Yanchen, otherwise how could he be so familiar with answering the question, it was the same as memorizing. They even suspected that Dragon TV knew about it, but acquiesced to the hype.

But they didn't want to let Pei Yanchen finish the limelight alone, they planned to debunk the true face of this pair of maliciously hyped dog men and women.

Huang He nodded and began to say that Cheng Xiaoyu was the No. 7 of the "Dead Fat House": "Guo Yajing, you have been raising your hands in the last round, and this round has even danced your hands out of flowers, what do you want to say?"

Guo Yajing leaned over slightly and asked very sharply: "I want to ask Mr. Xue Bao on the stage, do you know Pei Yanchen, the No. 11 female guest on the stage?"

Cheng Xiaoyu, who was standing on the stage, was a little helpless, and after being silent for a while, he replied: "I don't want to answer this question." ”

Guo Yajing smiled and said coldly: "If you don't want to answer, you just know? Since you know, why do you have to put on a puppet costume in a mysterious way? Is it specially to cooperate with Pei Yan's morning clothes B?"

Cheng Xiaoyu didn't expect that someone would dismantle the stage like this, and he was a little speechless, but he could only say helplessly: "Then you just think I'm pretending to be B!"

Such an answer made the female guests on the stage in an uproar, and they were even more dissatisfied with Cheng Xiaoyu, this was originally a poisonous show, and now the female guests had the urge to spray Cheng Xiaoyu to death.

There was a sudden chaos at the scene, and there were already female guests who were directly choked up regardless of whether they were named by Huang He or not: "This male guest, you said that you are engaged in music, and also said that you borrowed money to pursue your dreams, since you are so brave, I want to ask you if you have any works that you can handle?"

Cheng Xiaoyu, who was standing on the stage, smiled bitterly and said, "There is nothing special to shoot." "He's telling the truth.

The No. 3 female guest continued to ask very sharply: "Then why do you pretend to be B? There are few people who play music now with high incomes, and they will get a salary of 50 or 60 million yuan a month, I want to ask you how much money you can earn a month?

Cheng Xiaoyu said: "There are still relatively high incomes, and at present, the situation of most musicians is not very good, but this phenomenon is unreasonable, the main reason is that Chinese music is still in a relatively early stage, and there is no industrial system ....."

"Don't say what you have or don't, just tell me how much money you can make a month...."

Cheng Xiaoyu thought about it for a while, and really didn't know how much money he could make in a month, so he could only answer honestly: "I really haven't calculated this, money is just a number for me....."

The No. 7 female guest interrupted Cheng Xiaoyu's words and said: "Money is indeed just a 'number' to you!" When she said the word "number", the No. 7 guest Tang Juan deliberately accentuated her tone.

The audience burst into laughter.

Cheng Xiaoyu was a little speechless, he calmly corrected: "I don't mean to show off, I just want to express that I take music seriously and don't care too much about how much money I can make with music, and I don't have too many requirements for money, just enough." ”

"This answer is very artistic, so now again, big artist, what works do you have?"

In the face of such questioning, Cheng Xiaoyu was still not angry at all, he was not worthy of the title of artist, he said with an indifferent demeanor in his tone: "I don't deserve the title of artist, maybe I mistakenly see my idleness as the transcendent thing of a philosopher, maybe I have a mediocre mind to pursue nobility and elegance, maybe I have been lying, but I deceive myself that sometimes I am beautiful, I am not an artist, at most I can be regarded as an idealist!" And I don't think we can blindly look at the achievements of an artist with the height of the work, many artists who were not famous at that time were deeply understood in later generations, just like everyone lives in society, cleaners and physicists are equal members of society, even if physicists may contribute more to society and get more wages, but this is not a reason for you to look down on cleaners. ”

"Then you mean that you are no different from a great director and musician like Cheng Xiaoyu?"

Cheng Xiaoyu held back this question, and replied after a while: "He is just an ordinary person. ”

As soon as this sentence came out, there was a sudden fry, and the female guests jumped up and sarcastically said: "You are naked jealousy!"

"Someone like you still deserves to be compared to Feather God?"

"Forget if you boast about it, just play a double reed with Pei Yanchen! You actually hacked my feather god, this is really the worst time my idol feather god was hacked!"

"It's so disgusting, I think you should really look at yourself in the mirror and compare yourself with Yushen! Look at Xiaoyu, Qiandu, Tianya, major forums and social networks, do you think anyone will think that Yushen is an ordinary person? He is the god of Chinese music and film, a genius who has not met in a thousand years, an eternal idol, an eternal king, a national worship, a moral model, a popular indicator, a beacon of life, and the only one in the entertainment industry The god of music and movies..... No amount of praise can be excessive, he will eventually leave a name in history, compare with Li Bai, Du Fu and others, and become a Lexian Le Sheng..."

Cheng Xiaoyu's scalp was numb when he heard this, and he turned his head and hurriedly said to Huang He, who was watching the play on the side, a little nervously: "You can move on to the next link...."

Pei Yanchen, who was standing on the stage, heard Cheng Xiaoyu's embarrassed voice in the middle of the stage, and smiled very happily.

The smile is as clean as jade, clear as a mirror, and not stained with any dust.

(Thank you for the 300 red envelopes for feeding, thank you for the three rewards of the zslw_11, thank you for the 10,000 rewards of dsahrtsij, thank you Zheng Yueban for the 10,000 rewards, thank you for the 10,000 rewards for falling in love with the spiritual food, thank you for the 10,000 rewards of the book friend 141128230552009, I owe eight more!In addition, I wish the students who took the college entrance examination good results and were admitted to the ideal school in their minds!)