"You still write poems like this, I thought you only wrote poems and lyrics."

Li Yaojian laughed, "I will have more things." ”

Rhythmic poems, ci and other near-style poems pay attention to rhythm and beautiful sound and rhyme, while ancient style poems are free and changeable, unrestrained. Like Li Bai's "Shu Dao Difficulty" and "Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell", they are very elegant and majestic, indulgent and wanton. Although Li Yaowei likes poetry and lyrics the most, it does not mean that he is not interested in other forms of poetry.

When leaving, Li Yaoyu also left a word for the owner of this farm, which is Han Yu's pair, of course, Li Yaoji's signature is the writer Han Jinshi, he doesn't want to plagiarize Mr. Han Yu's famous words, as for whether others believe it or not, he can't care.

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"This is Anyuan County in Qianzhou, and you can arrive in Lingnan tomorrow."

Wen Yuqi said.

"Great!" Everyone was very happy, Li Yaoyu also breathed a sigh of relief, fifteen days, from Luoyang to the northern gate of Guangdong, thanks to Li Yuan's edict, so that all the state or county governments along the way, for Li Yaoji's convoy to replace horses, so that Li Yaojian was able to rush at full speed.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is full when it says goodbye." On the willow tops of the moon, Li Yaowei looked at this Fang Mingyue and sighed, this time is the festival of reunion, and he has been separated from his parents in two time and space.

"Why did Xianggong say this?"

Li Yaowei didn't know what to say, at this time in the Tang Dynasty, there was no habit of celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival, but they should also be able to understand the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, and said with a wry smile: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is an annual reunion day in my house." At this time, it should be a time for a family reunion and happiness, but we are adrift, you and Zijie are fine, at least the parents are alive, and I can't eat another bite of moon cakes with my parents in this life. ”

Hearing Li Yaoji's words, everyone else was a little sad, Xiaoxuan, Xiao Qin, and Su Yue were all orphans, and they could all feel Li Yaoji's feelings. Fifth Yao and Du Manwan saw Li Yaoyu's sad expression, and their hearts were also a little uncomfortable, and Fifth Yao comforted: "Xianggong, we are a family now, and we will not be separated." ”

"Childe, what are the mooncakes you just said?"

"Oh...... It is a round biscuit, which is used to being eaten during the Mid-Autumn Festival, and is as round as the moon, so it is called moon cake. ”

Xiao Xuan's big eyes blinked: "Xianggong, why don't we do this?" ”

"Huh?" Li Yaoyu became interested, "Okay, but I won't do ......"

"It's okay, it's okay to make steamed buns if you want to, Huang Ma is the most steamed bun."

Just do it, the group went to the street to buy raw materials, flour, sugar, red beans, eggs, osmanthus, anyway, Li Yaoyu didn't know what to buy, he felt that he wanted to use it, and he bought it, anyway, it was not bad money......

These people, Huang Ma and Xiaoxuan, can work, teach others to make noodles and roll skin.

"Haha, Xianggong, the skin you rolled out is big and small, why is it so thick?"

Li Yaowei smiled awkwardly, "Haha, it's the first time I do it, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay to eat it anyway, by the way, Huang Ma, eggs should be made into salted eggs." ”

"Xiao Xuan, come here, close your eyes." Xiao Xuan didn't know why, Li Yaoyu's hand full of flour wiped directly on Xiao Xuan's face, and Xiao Xuan instantly turned into a big cat.

"Xianggong, you're too bad." Xiao Xuan had a bitter face, wanting to take revenge, Li Yaowei had already hidden behind Fifth Yao.

The others looked at these two people helplessly and with a smile, whether it was Fifth Yao, Du Manwan, or Xiao Qin and Su Yue, they were all very mature, although Fifth Yao was sometimes very playful, but it would not be as childish as Li Yaoyu, only the youngest Xiaoxuan, whose personality was similar to Li Yaoyu, was a little naïve. Huang's mother also smiled very kindly when she looked at this scene, she was lonely all her life, had no relatives and no queen, and treated Li Yaowei like her own children, seeing this group of children living so harmoniously, so happily, and so happy, Huang's mother was also very happy.

"Sister, help me catch Xianggong." Xiao Xuan said resentfully.

This is a good idea, Fifth Yao smiled and was ready to do it, Li Yaoyu had already prepared and fled from Fifth Yao, and when he was rejoicing, he was suddenly hugged from behind, and the faint fragrance on Du Manwan's body came from behind, and Li Yaoyu gave up struggling. Xiao Xuan's revenge was avenged, and she drew two circles on Li Yaoyu's face, and the fifth Yao also joined, and finally, Xiao Qin and Su Yue both joined, not only flour, but also pork or something, and in the end, Li Yaoyu's face became a Peking Opera mask alive.

"You've gone too far!" Li Yaoyu said viciously, but immediately smiled "obscenely", "But Zijie feels so good holding me!" Ha ha! ”

Du Manwan was a little embarrassed, especially in front of so many people, Fifth Yao shook her head helplessly, she had already learned his "eloquence", and she was used to his bad appearance, "Go wash your face." ”

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"It smells so good!" The round, thick, and somewhat golden moon cakes were baked, and Li Yaoyu's index finger moved, grabbed one and bit it, but his hands were so hot that his mouth was crooked.

Fifth Yao looked at him with a smile: "Be careful, no one will rob you." ”

"It's delicious!" In the past, I ate moon cakes every year, and slowly felt that there was nothing to eat, but now, Li Yaowei ate moon cakes made by himself in the Tang Dynasty and when he was homeless, this feeling can no longer be described as delicious.

"Eggs are delicious."

"Let me take a bite."

"Xianggong, you just ate the eggs......"

"Ahaha!"

While eating, laughing, and when you are full, it is already night, and the moon is full in the west building. Li Yaowei took a group of beauties to admire the moon in the attic, "You can get to Guangzhou as soon as tomorrow, and then Wen Yuqi and they will go back to Chang'an, do you need them to help talk?" ”

"I want to write a letter to my father and mother......" Du Manwan looked a little sad, she had fled for more than ten days, and she didn't know if her parents were okay at home.

Fifth Yao thought for a while, "We don't need it, my father and mother will naturally ask Wen Yuqi about our situation." ”

"Well, you write it first, and when you get to Guangzhou, let Wen Yuqi and them help bring it back."

"Okay."

What comes to Li Yaoji's mind is Su Shi's poem "Water Tune Song Head", every Mid-Autumn Festival, many people will think of his poem, the poems of the Mid-Autumn Festival, unparalleled, Li Yaowei also used Su Shi's words as a reference, and made a poem "Nian Nujiao", "Xiao Qin, help me get the pen and paper." ”

Mid-Autumn Festival

Running thousands of miles, with the sky and early geese, through Wu Chu. The cool breeze in the middle of autumn began to blow up 3,000 smoke trees. The green water is long, the green mountains are long, and the evening is cool and foggy. The flowers are childish, and the cow is strange at dusk.

Drinking is full of the west building, half a year is neat, and there is a lot of sorrow. hated Kunpeng to cover the sky and step through the long road of the void. In front of the small courtyard, Sang Hua fell, and the old tears were frequent. In the barren mountains, a new grave is raised.

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Li Yaowei made some modifications, especially the last few sentences, he has traveled to the Tang Dynasty for more than a month, and his parents should slowly get out of their sadness at this time, or maybe they can't get out. I don't know that they are at home waiting for news, waiting for news that he is still alive, waiting for him to return home; Or, somewhere, there will be a grave of him, a grave without ashes......

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