Chapter 45: Plum Blossom Poems
Everyone got out of the way, and Jia Mu walked to him with Li Kun's hand, praised it carefully, and said with a smile: "It can be seen that there is a heart." Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 infoNot only is this flower carefully selected, but the vase is also exquisite. The two of you have received such a gift, so it can be seen that you will not lose money by going on this trip. ”
Baoyu hurriedly said, "But isn't it?" And her behavior and style are different from others, I didn't expect that there are such ordinary people in the world. As he spoke, he told everyone how Miaoyu boiled water and poured tea, and how she spoke and lived.
Jia Mu said with a smile: "It can be seen that it is not raised by ordinary people, it is really different." In the past, the girls in our family were all good, and now there is another one who can be compared with Lin Yatou and Bao Yatou. ”
Everyone laughed together, and Xiangyun smiled and said to Baoyu: "You have been chirping for a long time, but have you invited this poet for our poetry club?" ”
Daiyu smiled and replied for Baoyu: "Please, please, after all, she is an outsider, and she said that there are many taboos, for fear of ruining everyone's interest." Now I have taken the nickname 'Outsider', and when we get up to inform her, we can write together with a good topic. ”
Baoyu also hurriedly defended Miaoyu: "I also want us to have fun together, but I'm afraid that there will be a fishy banquet when we gather, and I won't have to bump into her." It is necessary to prepare some vegetarian fruits one day, and invite her to come together. When everyone thought about it, it was really reasonable.
At this time, the mother-in-law who sealed the garden outside also dispersed, and the girls from each family came over and said that Master Miaoyu from the Cui Nunnery sent someone to send plum blossoms over, and they all praised a few words, and even Li Kun's face was much better, and he no longer rejected Miaoyu.
Jia Mu also felt tired when it was time for the lunch break, so she smiled and said to everyone: "You guys play, I can't compare to you young people now, and I will have to rest for half an hour after noon." Now there are plum blossoms from Kushi-an, so I'll go back and enjoy the flowers. Daiyu and the others all laughed.
Li Kun helped Jia's mother to the door, and Jia's mother said to her again: "But it's just such an idea, and there is a girl and a mother-in-law to follow, so there is no need to send it." The little stove on the table here should be taken down by the girls, and one or two warm wines should be left. Remove all those dishes and replace them with snacks, so that the sisters can play loosely and refreshingly. ”
Li Kun responded, and ordered the mothers-in-law and girls below to come and remove the things on the table, and change the dim sum box to come up.
Tanchun said again: "According to me, in a few days, we will be busy packing up and moving, Yun Yatou will not be able to go back in a few days, I am afraid that I will not have time to start the club this month." It just so happens that today's people are all together, and there are plum blossoms to sing, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, so how about we start a club today? ”
Before everyone could speak, Baoyu was the first to applaud in agreement, and Xiangyun immediately agreed. Daiyu thought about it and agreed. With the consent of these people, Li Kun, Yingchun, and Xichun are not good at writing. Baochai looked at everyone a little moved, and it was not good to sweep everyone's interest at this time, so he had to nod and agree.
Li Kun said with a smile: "Okay, since Baoyu and Feng'er have asked for red plums today, let's sing about it." As he spoke, he ordered someone to put the table in the middle to make a large table, and asked the mother-in-law to fetch pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.
Baochai said with a smile: "Since it is a song of red plum, it is better to use the words 'red', 'plum' and 'flower' as rhymes and write seven-character poems." ”
When Baoyu heard this, he hurriedly said: "This is difficult, and it is necessary to limit the rhyme and the law, so it is better to write it according to their temperament!" ”
Li Kun said with a smile: "Since you have joined the club, you have to follow the rules." I also think that Sister Xue's suggestion is good. If you refuse to write, you will be punished to compose a song "Visiting Miaoyu and Begging Red Plum"! ”
Baoyu thought bitterly, and for a while Daiyu, Xiangyun, and Baochai all wrote and came to ask Baoyu. Baoyu said with a smile: "I just had it, and when I saw that you all wrote it, I was scared and forgot, wait for me to think about it." ”
Xiangyun took a copper skewer and hit the stove, and said with a smile: "I hit it, if the drum never succeeds, I will be punished." Baoyu smiled and said, "I already have it." ”
Daiyu picked up the pen and said with a smile: "You read and I write." Xiangyun struck it three times and said with a smile: "Drumming!" Baoyu also smiled and said, "Yes, you can write it." The crowd heard him read,
"The wine has not been opened, and the sentence has not been cut,"
Daiyu wrote, shook her head and smiled: "It's mediocre." Xiangyun said again: "Hurry up! Baoyu smiled and continued to read:
"Looking for spring and asking for wax to Penglai."
Xiangyun nodded and smiled: "It's a little interesting." Daiyu had already remembered the whole poem, and remembered that the two nieces of Baoqin and Mrs. Xing were there at that time, and they were not in Nuanxiangwu, but after Lu Xueting finished the sentence, the plum blossom poem written by the three of them and Baoyu alone.
So he only pursed his lips slightly and smiled, and listened to Baoyu read again:
"Don't ask for dew in the bottle, for the beggar to be outside the threshold."
Daiyu wrote it down, and Xiangyun shook his head next to him and smiled: "It's just small." As he spoke, he knocked the copper skewer in his hand on the stove. Baoyu smiled:
"Go into the room and pick the red snow coldly, and cut the purple clouds away from the dust."
"Who cherishes the poem's thin shoulders, and her clothes are still stained with Buddhist moss."
Daiyu smiled and wrote, Li Kun, Baochai and others came to comment on the poem, and suddenly a few little girls ran in and said, "The second grandmother is here." ”
Everyone came over together, and saw Wang Xifeng dressed like a fairy concubine, wearing a fever snow coat inside and out, and hurriedly asked, "It's snowing outside?" ”
Wang Xifeng said with a smile: "It's not down." I just heard from the old lady what kind of poetry club you are playing, so I wanted to come and see the excitement. Who would have thought that as soon as he came out of the old lady's room, snow would fall from the sky. ”
Everyone invited her to come over to comment on the poems, and Wang Xifeng said with a smile: "I don't know a few big characters, and I have never read like a few of you." If you want to say that the company lacks money and manpower, it is better to ask me to do it, but I can't comment on poetry and write poetry. ”
Li Kun smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't know poetry, but you're here today, so you have to be a prison envoy for us." It's not in vain. ”
Sister Feng replied with a smile: "I also know your thoughts, you have to be your own people first, and then you will lack money to open a society, so you just have to go to me." Everyone laughed in unison.
At this time, the girls from each room came to deliver the snow coats, and Baoyu said with a smile: "I should write a copy of these poems and titles and send them to Master Miaoyu of the Lucui Nunnery." ”
Wang Xifeng couldn't help but wonder when he heard this, and then asked again before he smiled and said: "Yes, what did I say before I went back to the house to get my clothes, and Ping'er told me that someone was sent to send plum blossoms in the Lucui Nunnery." I said that it was rare for her to have such a heart, but the reason was here. ”
Li Kun said with a smile: "If it weren't for these two jades, we wouldn't be able to appreciate plum and poetry today." ”
Xichun took over the work of copying, and at one time the title, the rhyme limit and the poems made by everyone were copied, and a mother-in-law was handed over to send to the cui hermitage. Everyone here joked again, and when they saw that it was getting late and the snow was gradually falling, they went home.