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Walking downstairs and entering the courtyard, it is like a scenery of Jiangnan unfolding in front of you. The garden is small and exquisite, classical and elegant, quiet and simple, the mountain stone is accompanied by the water show, the blue waves reflect the Qiong Tower, the antique building is fighting the cornices, the carved beams and paintings are the buildings, there is both the majestic atmosphere of the northern royal garden, and the gentle style of the southern private courtyard. When the autumn breeze is cool in autumn and October, the air is filled with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, and the garden is full of the thick green of cedars. Walk across the small bridge of gurgling water, linger between the pavilions and pavilions, place your affection on the beautiful scenery, moisten your heart in the stream, and walk leisurely in the fairyland-like garden, comfortable and long-lasting. Surrounded by the beautiful scenery like a painting, Zhang Daguan suddenly became full of poetry, learning from the appearance of those literati, shaking his head and chanting a few lines of poetry:

Singing the beautiful scenery

The artistic conception of the south of the spring city is secluded, and the courtyard is not big into the painting axis.

The osmanthus is fragrant and cedar green, and the fish-watching people by the pool lean on the building.

The poems of the green tiles and red walls are lined, and the small bridges and flowing water are painted in the middle of the stream.

Always sigh that the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is good, and the beautiful scenery of Jibei Hotel has.

"Bang" "Bang", there was a burst of applause behind him.

Zhang Shaojie looked back and saw several elders coming over, followed by a beautiful girl about twenty years old and a number of accompanying people. The first old man said: "What a osmanthus fragrant cedar green, this is a rare good poem in writing scenes in recent years, young people are amazing, it really makes the old man admire!" ”

Zhang Shaojie saw that it was a kind old man, and hurriedly said respectfully: "Thank you for the compliment, the kid is just talking nonsense, and you can't take it seriously." ”

"The whole poetic conception is combined with the virtual and the real, and the rhyme is refreshing. Cinnamon, cedar, fish, small bridges, green tiles, and red walls are all realistic, while Jiangnan, flower scrolls, poems, and the middle of the painting are the scenery of association, which is fictional. It is the beauty of the Jiangnan garden, and the spirit of the scenery in the hotel garden, and finally reveals the theme of the whole poem with a sunny pen: it is said that the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is good, but in fact, such scenery is available in the Jibei Hotel. Wonderful! The old man couldn't stop praising it.

"After listening to your old high theory, let the kid benefit immensely, your old demeanor really makes the kid embarrassed!" Zhang Shaojie said modestly.

"It's gratifying to be appreciated by Master Ji. Young man, this is my country's national treasure-level master of Chinese studies, Mr. Ji Mulin Ji, vice president of Peking University! The middle-aged man said.

Ji Mulin, a native of Linqing, Shandong, is a native of Xi. He is an internationally renowned master of Oriental studies, linguist, scholar, Chinese scholar, Buddhist scholar, historian, educator and social activist. He speaks English, German, Sanskrit, Pali, Russian, French, and is especially proficient in Tocharian. He is known as a Chinese national treasure master of Chinese culture.

"Secretary Lu, I don't dare to be a master of Chinese studies, I'm just a teacher."

Although Zhang Shaojie is young, he also knows that there is such a master of Chinese culture with world influence in Huaxia, but he didn't expect to see it here, so he hurriedly stepped forward to meet him: "It's really awkward to call you an old master, in my impression, the masters are all in the temple." Threesome, there must be my teacher, I will dare to call you a teacher, okay? ”

"Of course, I'm a teacher, and I like students to call me teacher the most, and I feel awkward about the other titles. Looking around, the foundation of Chinese Chinese culture is better than mine, there are many people, I actually monopolize the title of "master of Chinese culture", don't you break the old body! I don't even have enough "little master of Chinese culture", let alone "master!" "Title, please don't call me a master of my country anymore!"

Seeing this internationally renowned old man so humble, everyone present admired it, and the old man has repeatedly said that he wants to take off the crown of "Master of Chinese Studies", "Academic Champion" and "National Treasure" on his head.

"Sir, taking off the three laurels on your head, not only will not damage your old glorious Gundam image, but will make people more respectful of your old age, only a true celebrity can have such a graceful and free and easy way for you to be old. Students' admiration for you is like the water of the Yangtze River, and like the Yellow River overflowing and out of control. "This sycophant is very level, but anyone who is a little older is willing to listen to it.

Hearing this guy's nonsense, everyone couldn't help but be amused.

"You kid is talented enough, and your kung fu is first-class enough, I just took off three laurels, and you put on a "celebrity and celebrity" hat for me, but your kid has a very good appetite for me, it seems that our grandfather is very fateful, I am almost seventy years old, you are only in your twenties, and it is not too much to call grandpa, right? ”

"Stinky boy, don't call grandpa yet!" The Secretary Lu on the side hurriedly reminded Zhang Shaojie.

"Season ......"

Before Zhang Shaojie could call out the word "grandpa", he was interrupted by Master Ji.

"Young man, I haven't finished yet, this grandfather can't be called casually, I want to test you again, answer it, I'll accept your grandson." The master said.

"Please ask the old man to advise!"

"You just wrote a seven-character poem, I want you to write another six-character poem for the scenery of this place, but you must put one of the people present in the poem, if you barely pass the test, I will accept you, a grandson and student!"

This is the so-called propositional work, the relevance is crucial, and the difficulty can be imagined.

Everyone saw that the world-famous Master Ji valued this young man so much, some were envious, and some sneered. The beauty who is about twenty years old is not optimistic about this guy, in her mind, the poem just now is just a blind cat touching a dead mouse, is there something wrong with Master Ji's eyes, why do you value this guy so much.

"Alright then, I'll give it a try!"

Zhang Shaojie looked at the red carp chasing each other in the pool, looked at a few wooden houses in the woods and the waterfall on the rockery, and already had a preliminary idea in his heart, at this time, he saw that the beautiful girl was driving away a few colorful butterflies that wanted to fall on his head with his hands, and the whole poem immediately appeared in his mind.

Zanjiaren

There are several cinnamon trees in the garden, and there are several wooden houses in the forest.

Stroll on the bridge, stop to admire the rocks and waterfalls.

The promenade is green, and the red carp in Wuxi is chasing.

Double ten pretty girls look forward to it, and the flowers are fragrant and butterflies dance.

Climb the stone steps and look at it, but there are countless pictures of victory.

In fact, this is Zhang Shaojie's reinterpretation of the poem of the Thunder Headquarters and used it here, even so, due to the different scenery and different things, it is still quite difficult to use it just right. The most challenging thing is to put one person present into the poem without leaving a trace, so as to achieve the effect of complementing each other.