Lin Yanyin's poem, called Funeral Flower Yin, is the most classic poem in the four famous ancient Chinese novels "Dream of Red Mansions", which vividly portrays the image of a sentimental and miserable girl. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This girl is a well-known literary figure at home and abroad - Lin Daiyu.

It can be said that Lin Daiyu's fame is inseparably linked to this poem.

In Dream of Red Mansions, Lin Daiyu is a sentimental talented woman.

Her talent is focused on poetry, and she has recited many poems, but this is the most classic.

What is certain is that without this poem, there would be no Lin Daiyu's status as a transcendent talent.

The reason why Lin Yanyin this poem is because this poem is too famous.

Funeral Flower Yin, no one who has seen Dream of Red Mansions does not know this poem.

At this time, Li Bai looked at this person who was at least twenty years younger than himself, and felt a shock for the first time.

The fact that a man in his early twenties could utter such legendary verses really made him feel very unconfident.

He was also a talented man, but in his twenties, he could not sing such poems at all.

Even now, he can't chant such vivid verses.

There are many classics in his poems, but they are only sung after his current age.

For Lin Yan, Li Bai admired it from the bottom of his heart at the moment.

On the side, Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but be stunned when he listened to this poem.

She is a woman, women are always sensual, and she can clearly feel how miserable the fate of the women portrayed in this poem is.

This is a poor woman!

At the same time, Chen Yuanyuan thought of himself from this poem.

The protagonist in the poem is strikingly similar to her fate.

They are also under the fence, they are also unable to control their own destiny, and their lives are like falling flowers without pity.

They were all poor people.

"Who is this poem for? Lin Gongzi's girlfriend, or Lin Gongzi's wife? Chen Yuanyuan thought about it, and unconsciously became a little worried again.

She was afraid that Lin Yan was writing about Lin Yan's girlfriend, or Lin Yan's wife.

Because she already likes Lin Yan a little bit in her heart, if this is Lin Yan or Lin Yan's wife, then what will she do in the future?

Do you have to stay in the green building for the rest of your life to perform for others?

"Childe, who is the woman in this poem?" Chen Yuanyuan asked cautiously, worried that Lin Yan's answer would make her disappointed.

"Lin Daiyu." Lin Yan said, she has seen this woman, although she is only five or six years old, but she is already very beautiful.

It is foreseeable that when he grows up, he will definitely be a peerless figure who is stunning in all directions.

"Lin Daiyu." Chen Yuanyuan muttered to himself, this name is really good, I'm afraid it looks very beautiful.

She didn't ask any more, knowing the name of the protagonist was already very content, and what else could she expect from extravagance.

"Childe, your poem is so good!" Chen Yuanyuan sighed and prepared to leave.

She was in a very lost mood right now, and she was not in the mood to stay here any longer.

Lin Yan smiled faintly, this poem is not good for him, but for Cao Xueqin to write it well.

Although this poem is the work of Lin Daiyu in Dream of Red Mansions, it is actually the work of the author, Cao Xueqin.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be able to chant such good verses, today I, Li Bai, am completely convinced of you, see if you can tell me what your relationship is with this Lin Daiyu." Li Bai put his arm on Lin Yan's shoulder and said gossipingly.

He was also very curious about the relationship between the protagonist in Lin Yan's work and Lin Yan.

"It doesn't matter." Lin Yan said helplessly.

thought that the last time Lin Daiyu came to the space-time mall, she left with a negative face.

He really has nothing to do with this Lin Daiyu.

"It doesn't matter, you can create such a vivid image of Lin Daiyu, brother, I won't tell you, when I heard this poem of yours, I instantly had a fairy-like female image in my mind." Li Bai said, it is very Lin Yan who is so talented.

If it were him, he would not have been able to portray a woman so vividly and vividly without any relationship.

"It really doesn't matter!" Lin Yan had to explain.

If you want to say that there is a relationship, it is also Cao Xueqin who has a relationship with Lin Daiyu.

Chen Yuanyuan, who was already lost and was about to leave, heard Lin Yan's words, and immediately swept away his original feelings of loss and became extremely excited.

Lin Gongzi said that he has nothing to do with the protagonist in the poem, does that mean that this Lin Gongzi may not have a girlfriend, at least he should not have a wife?

If that's the case, then there's still a glimmer of hope.

Thinking like this, Chen Yuanyuan suddenly became happy, "Childe, this poem of yours is really well written, reading this poem of yours, it is as if I have seen a woman with a miserable fate." I don't know how much better your poem is than Li Bai's. ”

Chen Yuanyuan said that there were not 100 but 80 poems about the moon in ancient times, and Li Bai's poem was already clichéd, although it was classic, but it was not praised.

Lin Yan's poem is different, Lin Yan's poem is written from a woman's point of view.

In ancient times, the identity of women was originally very low, and there were very few poems written about women, and Lin Yan was able to find another way to write poems from a woman's point of view, which must be greatly praised.

And Lin Yan's poem is originally good, the first two sentences are full of flowers and flowers, and there is no one to pity the red incense, which is a rare quatrain for the ages.

Therefore, Chen Yuanyuan judged that Lin Yan's poems were better than Li Bai's poems.

Li Bai couldn't deny this matter.

As I said before, he couldn't write such poems when he was in his twenties like Lin Yan, so he admired Lin Yan very much.

"Where, where." Lin Yan said, "This poem is not as good as Brother Li Bai's poem." ”

Lin Yan said modestly, since Li Bai rarely restrained his posture, Lin Yan didn't want to go too far.

It's a guest, of course, you have to give the guest the dignity it deserves.

"Don't, don't." Li Bai shook his head, and then continued, "In terms of poetry, I have only served one person before, that is Du Fu who has not yet met with me, and now, I have one more person to admire, Boss Lin, Brother Lin, how about we multiply brothers in the future?" Li Bai said.

"Okay." Lin Yan said that if he could be called a brother and sister to the famous great poet Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, he would naturally not refuse.

Here, Chen Yuanyuan looked at Li Bai and Lin Yan calling him brothers, and couldn't help frowning, she didn't like Li Bai as a person.

If Li Bai and Lin Yan are brothers and sisters in the future, then if she marries Lin Yan in the future, won't she be a relative to this Li Bai?

How does this make her accept.

This Chen Yuanyuan can really think of it, and he can actually come up with this kind of thing.

Please, Lin Yan just treats her as an ordinary customer.

"Childe, since you are so talented, can Yuanyuan please send a love poem to Yuanyuan? Ah, don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in you, it's just that girls always like love poems, so I want you to send me one, and I'll show it off in the future. Seeing Lin Yan's strange gaze, Chen Yuanyuan hurriedly opened his mouth and denied it.

The cheeks are more rosy than the autumn sunset.

"Love poems? Well, I'll send you a love poem about our world. Lin Yan said.

The love poems in history have all been written badly, and those that have basically been heard by Chen Yuanyuan, if you want to come, you will come to a novelty, Chen Yuanyuan has not heard of it.

"What kind of world are yours?" Chen Yuanyuan's eyes were wide open, and he was looking forward to it.

Li Bai is also looking forward to it.

"Listen up." Lin Yan smiled, and then chanted a very classic poem in their world-see or not.

You see, or you don't see me

I was right there

Not sad or happy

You read me, or you don't read me

The love is there

Don't come and go

You love, or don't love me

The love is there

Neither increase nor decrease

You follow, or you don't

My hand is in yours

Don't give up

Come into my arms

or

Let me dwell in your heart

Silently in love

Silence rejoices

A poem went down, Chen Yuanyuan was stupid, and Li Bai was stunned. (To be continued.) )