On the day of the New Year, it is called New Year's Day in the Song Dynasty, which means the beginning of the year. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After New Year's Day, you can go to visit relatives and see friends.

In the second year of junior high school, Li Wenjuan and Wang Yuejiao each returned to their parents' homes with Gao Hai and Gao Jiangtao, and the others also went to their hometowns separately, and the manor was suddenly deserted.

Gao Feng didn't go out, he was at home with Feng Xiaomo, no, to be more precise, with Feng Xiaomo with him, he stayed at home with peace of mind.

The relationship between the two lasted for two or three days, and Gao Feng finally couldn't be idle, not only couldn't he be idle, but he didn't let Feng Xiaomo stay idle, he gave Feng Xiaomo a task, that is, to help him write the "Three Character Classic", and then add annotations.

"Three Character Classic" was originally written by Wang Yinglin of the Southern Song Dynasty, only written to the Song Dynasty, and the twenty-four sentences about the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties in the middle were added by later generations, so Gao Feng only needs to remove the twenty-four sentences to be a complete book.

"The Three Character Classic" is originally used for enlightenment education, coupled with the method of pinyin, it is absolutely irreplaceable to use it as a textbook for the Education Society.

After compiling the "Three Character Classic", Feng Xiaomo was very proficient in annotating pinyin, and Gao Feng found the already published "Thousand Character Text" and "Hundred Family Names" for her to annotate, so that the "Three Hundred Thousand" was collected, and the Education Society also had the first set of Chinese textbooks.

Then Gao Feng handed them to Hu Chengqing and asked him to print them out so that they could be distributed to students at the beginning of the school year after the year.

It's past the tenth year of the first month when these things have been done.

Seeing Gao Youcai making the lanterns used in the Shangyuan Festival in Zhang Luo's family, Gao Feng's heart moved, and he pulled Feng Xiaomo back to the room.

At this time, he found some white paper, bamboo, and tools for making it, even pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Feng Xiaomo was curious and asked, "Great talent, what strange things are you doing?" ”

Pinyin and "Three Character Classic" came out, Feng Xiaomo was greatly impressed by Gao Feng, it was a big move that shook the entire literary world, but she saw that Gao Feng was calm and calm, so she made a joke.

Gao Feng smiled and said, "Make a folding fan." ”

"Cut, you're really interesting, you actually make a fan in the winter, don't you think it's cold enough? Besides, if you want to fold a fan, you can't go outside to buy one, do you make a flower? Feng Xiao sneered.

"I make natural flowers." Gao Feng said without modesty, "The folding fan is not just used to fan the wind and enjoy the coolness, it is a status symbol, and you will understand it when I am ready." ”

Although it seems to be immodest, Gao Feng is actually telling the truth. At this time, the most popular is the fan, also known as the group fan, and there is also a waist fan, that is, the fan blade is thinner than the two ends in the middle.

Although the folding fan also appeared, it was only used for enjoying the coolness, and there were no inscriptions and pictures on it, and it was not related to the word "elegance" at all. What's more, this kind of fan is crudely made and has a strange appearance, which cannot be compared with the folding fans of later generations.

The folding fan was really popular in the Ming Dynasty, when it became a magic weapon in the hands of celebrities, which was not only beautifully made, but also inscribed with poems and lyrics, elegant to the extreme.

The literary style of the Great Song Dynasty is prevalent, but it still lacks such a charm, precisely because there is no folding fan in his hand.

Gao Feng made it for this purpose, and he wanted to use it as a trendsetter.

With the help of Feng Xiaomo, it took a few days for several exquisite folding fans to be launched.

Feng Xiaomo couldn't help but widen his eyes, these folding fans are indeed several times better than those on the market, it is not only beautiful, but also easy to carry, especially after folding, it will not cause wear and tear on the fan surface at all.

"It's just a little more exquisite, and it's not as mysterious as you say, right?" Feng Xiaomo was still a little puzzled.

"Xiao Mo, today is Shangyuan Festival, how about I send you the first word?" Gao Feng didn't explain, but asked affectionately.

"The words of the great talent are naturally different, and the little woman is very grateful if she can ask for it." Feng Xiaomo laughed on his lips, but his eyes were full of longing.

Gao Feng Xin said: I'm going to pick up girls with idol things again, I hope he won't blame me in the future.

Even so, he still wrote on the folding fan: "The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and the stars are like rain." BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

The moth snow willow is golden, and the smile is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for her thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

After writing a poem, Gao Feng felt a little strange. Turning his head to look, he saw Feng Xiaomo standing quietly on the spot, as if he was frozen.

The beautiful face was shy to be released, the bright eyes were full of affection, and the wind looked at the peak in silence, and a pool of autumn water seemed to melt everything.

This was moved, and Gao Feng was secretly happy in his heart.

"Is this really for me?" After a while, Feng Xiaomo finally muttered a question.

"Nature is for you, do you like it?" Peak Return.

"I like it." Feng Xiaomo lowered his head and replied shyly.

"If you like it, it's fine." Gao Feng looked at her gently, his eyes were full of love, "You are my beloved, even if you want to take the moon in the sky, I will also take it off for you." ”

"Nonsense, if you take off the moon, how can others admire the moon?" Feng Xiaomo was disgusted, and said, "Then I'll put away this folding fan." ”

"Wait." Gao Feng hurriedly stopped.

Feng Xiaomo was inexplicable, and Gao Feng said again: "I'll send you a few more words." ”

After speaking, he turned the fan over and wrote four big words on it: "It's rare to be confused." ”

"Rare and confused?" Feng Xiao was puzzled, but he felt that it must be unusual, and couldn't help asking, "What does this mean?" ”

Gao Feng smiled, and wrote a line under the four words: "It's hard to be smart, it's hard to be confused, and it's even more difficult to change from smart to confused." Put it down, take a step back, and have peace of mind in the moment. ”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a slap in the face, and Feng Xiaomo suddenly became ethereal.

She sat there blankly, imagining.

Yes, let it go, take a step back, and feel at ease at the moment, this is the highest state of rare confusion, but why can't you be confused once and forget that obsession? Life is so smooth, love is so sweet, what a happy thing it is, but why do you want to abandon these things and do that risky thing?

Feng Xiaomo pondered these words over and over again, but he became more and more unable to make up his mind, until later, he was even a little impetuous.

Gao Feng knew that she was fighting between heaven and man, and it might be just a moment to realize that truth, but he also knew that these alone were not enough, and he had to give her another dose of good medicine.

"Xiao Mo, do you believe in karma?"

"Karma?" Feng Xiaomo nodded and shook his head again. She didn't know what Gao Feng meant by this at this time, and what did it have to do with that rare confusion?

"There is a good saying, 'There is no way for good and evil, only people are called', some people have power in their hands, but they don't know how to cherish themselves, and their end will naturally be retributed." Gao Feng calmly recounted.

These truths are naturally understood, and Feng Xiaomo still asked puzzledly: "Brother Gao, what do you want to say?" ”

"I don't want to say anything, I just want to tell you a story, a story about someone's fate." Gao Feng said softly.