In the autumn of Renxu, in July, Suzi and the guest traveled under the red cliff. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info breeze is coming, and the water waves are not prosperous. Raise the wine to belong to the guest, recite the poem of the bright moon, and sing the chapter of the fairy. Shaoyan, the moon comes out of the east mountain, wandering between the bullfights. The white dew crosses the river, and the water shines to the sky. As far as a reed is, Ling Wanqing is at a loss. The vastness is like Feng Xuan resisting the wind, and he doesn't know where it stops; fluttering like a legacy of independence, feathering and ascending to immortals.

So he drank and enjoyed himself, and sang about it. The song says: 'Gui Yi Xi Lan oar, hit the sky and trace the streamer. Slim in the arms, looking at the beauty of the sky. 'There are people who blow holes, and they rely on songs and harmonize, and their voices are whining: such as grievances and admiration, such as crying and complaining; The aftermath is lingering, endless; Dancing the submarine of the ravine, crying the wife of the lonely boat.

Su Zi was stunned, sat upright, and asked the guest: "What is it?" The guest said: "The moon and stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south, is this not Cao Mengde's poetry?" Look at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east. The mountains and rivers are sympathetic, and the sky is gloomy; Isn't this Meng De's trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke Jingzhou, went down to Jiangling, went down the river to the east, traveled thousands of miles, covered the sky with flags, drank in the river, and wrote poems with horizontal lances; The hero of the solid world, and now he is safe? In the case of my son, the fishing wood is on the Jiangzhu, the fish and shrimp are friends with the deer, driving a flat boat with a leaf, and raising the bottle to belong to each other; Parasitic mayflies and heaven and earth, a millet in the sea. mourn the moments of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River; Fly the fairy to swim, hold the bright moon and end long; I don't know it suddenly, and I will leave it in the sad wind. ‘

Su Zi said: 'Ke also knows the water and the moon? The deceased is like this, but he has not tasted the past; Those who are surplus and void are like them, and those who die are not long. The cover will be seen from the one who has changed, and the heavens and the earth have not been able to be for a moment; From the point of view of the unchanging, there is no end to me. And why envy? And between heaven and earth, everything has its own master. I don't have it, but I don't take anything. However, the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are the sound of the ears and the color of the eyes. Inexhaustible. It is the infinite hiding of the Creator, and the place where I and the Son are in harmony. ‘

The guests laughed happily, washed the lamps and drank more, the dishes were exhausted, and the cups and plates were messy. The phase and the pillow are in the boat, and I don't know the whiteness of the East. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. (To be continued.) )