Liang Wensheng carefully read this poem "Liu Feifu", and it is obvious that the meaning of this poem is the last two sentences, and the first two sentences are just a foil. From the last two sentences, although there is a warm spring mood of "the spring breeze blows the willows and thousands of branches green", the author's faint sadness and worry can be read from the sentence "where is the light flodging".

Yes, Liang Wensheng said: "Miss Zhou's sad and poignant seven words cleverly embed her name in the poem, Miss Zhou wants to express the last sentence, right?" I wonder what Miss is looking for? ”

"I wrote this little poem to express the thoughts of a distant relative, which made everyone laugh." Zhou Fuliu smiled lightly, and did not answer Liang Wensheng exactly. She thought to herself, if he could see this painting, and then see this poem, he would know that I was looking for him.

At this time, He Zhiyuan fully understood what Zhou Fuliu was thinking, so he proposed: "Sister Fuliu, why don't you draw another painting with this little poem on the title and give it to Lord Liang?" ”

It was the first time He Zhiyuan was so intimate in front of everyone, and Zhou Fuliu's face turned red. Zhou Xuhai hurriedly explained: "I have promised my little daughter to marry He Gongzi, and I will get engaged in a few days, and our two families will be in-laws in the future." ”

"Oh? It's a great event. When it comes to getting married, the official must go to ask for a cup of wine. Liang Wensheng said.

In fact, He Zhiyuan deliberately said this to tell Sun Hongyuan about his relationship with Zhou Fuliu. Of course, Zhou Fuliu also understood what He Zhiyuan meant, in order to find this unconscious son in his previous life, the two of them also fought hard.

Yes, Zhou Fuliu said to Lord Liang: "I wonder if adults can appreciate their faces?" ”

Of course Liang Wensheng was willing, so he ordered the scholar to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and immediately drew a pen and ink painting in Liang Wensheng's study, and inscribed this seven-character quatrain.

After that, the four of them said goodbye to Lord Liang and went back to Hejia Village without mentioning it.

Liang Yuesong had long heard Qin Bao say that He Zhiyuan and his group of four came to visit his father, and Qin Bao also told Liang Yuesong mysteriously that there was a very beautiful little lady among the four people. Liang Yuesong suddenly became interested, and he stopped the code word. Together with Qin Bao, he quietly went to the living room in the back hall and peeked at the beautiful young lady through the crack in the door.

It doesn't matter if you look at it, Liang Yuesong was attracted by her appearance and never left. It wasn't until Qin Bao urged him again and again that he left in a huff. After all, Liang Yuesong's family education is very strict, and the real Liang Yuesong will not be so floating. It's just that now Liang Yuesong is two souls and one body, and the Meng Lang disobedience shown is just another soul.

When the beautiful young lady and her group of four left, Liang Yuesong did not come to her father's study. Without blushing, he said to his father: "The young lady who came today, ah no, that young lady, looks really Peugeot." ”

"I'll find you a young lady from the Wei family in your hometown, and her appearance is no less than today's Miss Zhou. But you don't even look at it! Miss Zhou, don't worry about it, she has promised to marry He Gongzi, and she will be engaged soon. Liang Wensheng saw his son's frivolous appearance and said angrily.

"I didn't say I was going to marry her. What does it matter to me if he is worthy or not! Didn't you say let her paint for you? What about painting? ”

Liang Wensheng pointed to the bookcase: "It's all on the table, read it yourself." Miss Zhou is really versatile, not only is she a good hand, but she is also good at poetry. The song "Willow Flying" is her impromptu poem. Liang Wensheng thought to himself, it's a pity, my Song'er and Miss Zhou are also talented and beautiful.

Liang Yuesong walked to the desk, and when she first saw the plum blossom picture, she was immediately stunned. This is simply a copy of Wang Shishen's "Plum Blossom Picture", but the paper used is slightly larger. In his previous life, he had seen many famous paintings and calligraphy, and he was too familiar with this picture.

Could it be her? It can't be such a coincidence, right? Our family has all crossed over? And my father and mother are still husband and wife in this life, and they have a son who is older than them! That's bloody, isn't it? Although he already knew that He Zhiyuan was his father in his previous life, he never thought that that beautiful young lady was his mother in his previous life!

Liang Yuesong's mind was a little messy, and he tried to calm himself down. Then he asked his father, "Is this painting really painted by Miss Zhou?" ”

"Can this still be fake? Miss Chow's paintings are sometimes graceful and agile, and sometimes thin and free. If you look at the "Willow Flying Floc" again, the painting is fresh and elegant, the calligraphy is timeless and beautiful, and the poem is sad and poignant, which is also a superior work in the entire Ming Dynasty. ”

Liang Yuesong read the seven-word quatrain, and tears almost fell out, fortunately he turned his back to his father, otherwise Liang Wensheng would definitely be able to see his strangeness. Others can only understand the superficial meaning of this poem, but for Liang Yuesong, it is simply a mother's earnest call for a lost wanderer! Only he can understand the deep meaning!

"Well, it's a great work. Father, give me this "Willow Flying". Well, it's a pity that I didn't stamp it, and I had the opportunity to ask Miss Zhou to stamp it herself, so it would be perfect. Liang Yuesong said to his father.

"Take it if you like. But you can't think anything more about Miss Chou. Liang Wensheng reminded.

Liang Yuesong thought to herself, what is this, since I know that he is the mother of my previous life, how can I have such thoughts again. I can't compete with my dad for my mom! Isn't this incest?

But he said, "What can I think of her, I just admire her paintings as much as you like hers." ”

He Zhiyuan and his entourage came to the street in the city, it was the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there were more pedestrians on the street, small merchants and hawkers, and the business of various shops was naturally much better than usual.

Since ancient times, the Mid-Autumn Festival has been the second festival after the Spring Festival.

The people of the Ming Dynasty gave more meaning to the Mid-Autumn Festival, in addition to symbolizing the meaning of reunion, because the legend is that there is an osmanthus tree in the Moon Palace, for the readers, it also carries the good wishes of the Moon Palace. Autumn is the season of harvest and ripening, so the ancients also endowed the Mid-Autumn Festival with the meaning of breeding and breeding, so many women go to the temple to burn incense and worship Guanyin Bodhisattva on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, praying for early birth of noble sons and many blessings. Folk craftsmen also created a variety of baby dolls to sell on the streets and temples. There are also merchants printing pictures of bodhisattva images, called "moonlight paper". Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, almost every household of the people bought a piece of moonshine paper, put an apple symbolizing reunion and peace that night, and then cut the watermelon into a lotus shape and put it in front of the Bodhisattva statue to worship.

Natural mooncakes for the Mid-Autumn Festival are essential. Ordinary people just make moon cakes at home. And the rich go to the merchant to buy all kinds of moon cakes. He Zhiyuan and his entourage had already bought high-quality mooncakes and sent them before they went to meet Lord Liang. Now before returning to the village, I naturally have to make some purchases.

Walking on the street, He Zhiyuan secretly asked Zhou Fuliu: "Whose work is your seven-character poem today?" How come I haven't heard of it? How can you so cleverly embed the word willow in the poem, without any trace? ”

"As far as your poetry level, you don't know the poems of the eight monsters in Yangzhou. Not to mention the others. Zhou Fuliu glanced at him and said, "Let me tell you, this is the poem of Zhou Fuliu, a talented woman in the Ming Dynasty." ”

After speaking, Zhou Fuliu, who was snorting, walked forward quickly.

"Huh? Did you really do it? He Zhiyuan muttered: "I didn't expect this young lady to have this talent." Waste wood like me, if you want to be a copyist, you are not qualified. ”

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the autumn is high and cool, the temperature is suitable, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse at night, and the cool breeze is blowing, which is a good time to worship the moon and enjoy the moon.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was already a custom of "women worship the moon and men do not worship". The two families of He Zhou are now about to become in-laws, so the two families of the moon worship and moon appreciation that night came together, lit lanterns, put incense tables, and set up a sumptuous banquet in the garden in front of the house. The women burn incense and worship the moon under the leadership of the two mothers, and the men drink together to admire the moon.

Although the two families are not many families, they also seem to be happy and warm.

He Zhiyuan looked at the full moon gradually rising in the east, but there was a burst of sadness and longing in his heart. It has been eight months since the family came to this space, and in the past eight months, many things have happened, and the small village has become better and better under his influence, and the people have lived a healthy and prosperous life. The parents in this life have also changed their fate because of him, and their lives have become more and more comfortable.

But what about parents in another space? This Mid-Autumn Festival must not have been good, the sudden death of a family, can the four old people of the two families withstand this kind of blow? What will happen to them later in life? I hope they can come out of the misery of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man. But now he couldn't go back to another plane. If he could, he would have liked to tell the four old men that their family was still alive and better at another time.

But this kind of thinking is impossible, since it has traveled to the time and space of five hundred years ago, it is impossible to go back. Only as Zhou Fuliu said, cherish the people in front of you, do a good job in the current situation, and no longer be depressed and unhappy, suffering from gains and losses.