Suddenly, Cai Yan raised his head and asked puzzledly, "Are you a poem?" How is it weird?! ”

Wei Yan said unashamedly: "This is my first quatrain poem, which is changed from the 'five-character short ancient and seven-character short song', and I give it a vocal rhythm to make it stereotyped, and it becomes a quatrain." Each quatrain has four sentences, usually five words, seven words, referred to as five uniques, seven uniques, and occasionally six uniques. ”

Cai Yan's eyes widened, staring at Wei Yan with an incredible expression: "You can actually create your own poetry?" ”

Wei Yan's heart was very small, but he said proudly on his face: "Not only poetry, but also words!" ”

"Font? What kind of form is it? Cai Yan found that the man in front of him was becoming more and more unfathomable, just like the sea.

"The syntax of the current poetry is mainly based on five words, and I have created a seven-character quatrain, which is longer than the ancient poem, and this seven-character quatrain is called a long sentence. Seven sentences are long sentences, and five sentences are naturally called short sentences, so I mix five sentences and seven sentences together, and they are called long and short sentences, also known as words. Compared with poetry, this word is more like a song, which can not only match with the elegant music of spring and white snow, but also match with the music of the Western Regions and the folk lanes. Each word has a word card, according to the word card, some words rhyme with sentences, some rhyme with other sentences, and some rhyme with several sentences. Words are like five- and seven-character poems, pay attention to leveling, and the sound of the voice must be divided up, going, and entering. ”

Cai Yan was confused when he heard this, so he said: "General, what you said is too vague, why don't you make a poem on the spot to open my eyes." ”

Wei Yan couldn't help but think of the scene depicted in Su Dongpo's "Butterfly Loves Flowers", so he said: "My poem is "Butterfly Loves Flowers", which is divided into two tones, the upper and lower pieces are in the same tone, and the rhyme rhymes are rhymed, with a total of six crosses, and four rhymes before and after the film. ”

Cai Yan smiled: "You can recite this butterfly love flower." ”

Wei Yan said: "I just said, this word must match the music, no song can not be written!" ”

"What's so difficult about this, I'll play the piano and accompany you!" Cai Yan took out the world-famous Jiaowei Qin and said proudly: "Many years ago, my father was framed by the traitors of the DPRK and China, and he died in the rivers and seas, and he traveled to Wuhui from afar, and the neighbor's house burned the sycamore wood for cooking, and my father heard the sound of burning the wood, and knew that this was a good piece of wood, so he asked to make a piano, and sure enough, the sound was very good, but the tail of the wood was burned, so people called it the Jiaowei Qin at that time." ”

Cai Yan was quite proud of this father, and after telling his father's glorious deeds, he told another story: "My father and I returned to our hometown from Wuhui to Chenliu, and one of our neighbors prepared wine and food to invite my father to the banquet, and when my father arrived, the neighbor's banquet had already begun. At that time, there was a guest playing the piano behind the screen. When my father arrived at the door of the neighbor's door, he whispered and said, 'What is the matter with the wine and food that he has invited me to come, but he has murderous intentions?' 'Turn back.' The servant who asked his father to go told his master, 'Mr. Cai has just come, and he has left again at the door. My father had always been revered by the villagers, and the owner of the house hurried after him and asked why, and when he told him everything, everyone was disappointed. The guest who played the piano said, 'When I was playing the piano just now, I saw a praying mantis about to pounce on the cicada, and the cicada was about to fly away. I was a little worried that the praying mantis would lose the opportunity, could this be the so-called murderous intent revealed into the music? The father laughed and said, 'That is enough.' ’”

Wei Yan couldn't help but admire: "Ling Zun is really a music lawyer, and he should be a boya." ”

Cai Yan put the Jiaowei qin down, sat on the side of the piano, and asked, "General, can you tell me about the rhythmic tune, I will stroke the qin to accompany you!" ”

Wei Yan knew what kind of music was used to accompany the ancient Butterfly Love Flower Word Plate, so he had to wave his hand and signal Cai Yan to get out of the way: "The tune of my song is very complicated, I can only play it myself, but I can't teach others to play it." ”

Cai Yan stood up and sat aside, waiting for Wei Yan's performance.

Wei Yanduan sat beside Jiaoweiqin, held his breath and thought for a while before he began to stroke the qin.

The sound of the piano is soft and tactful, revealing a trace of sadness in the lingering compassion.

Wei Yan sang softly while stroking the qin: "The flowers are faded and the red and green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. There are few willows blowing on the branches, where is there no fragrant grass at the end of the world? Swing inside the wall, outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful people laugh inside the wall. The laughter gradually faded into silence, but the amorous was ruthlessly annoyed. ”

Cai Yan didn't make a sound, his smooth forehead wrinkled slightly, and then he stretched out, his bright eyes glanced at Wei Yan, and then took it back.

Did he do this for himself? Cai Yan felt that her heart was beating so fast suddenly!

After Wei Yan stroked the piano and finished singing, he held his breath and concentrated, looking at his nose and nose, and his nose and heart, without looking at Cai Yan.

When Cai Yan appreciated, Wei Yancai raised his head and smiled modestly: "This is the way of the end, it's not worth mentioning!" ”

It's really not worth mentioning, before the crossing, when I was in college, I fell in love with the classical temperament of the music department, so I chose to learn the guzheng that the department of flowers is good at, in order to express his friendship, he carefully selected a few Song words, and practiced for more than a month with the guzheng music corresponding to those word cards, and when he wanted to play for the flower, he found that the other party had been done by a ya, that guy came from a big head, got the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, almost comparable to Yuan Shao, want to continue to compete, and afraid of disaster to the family, helpless, You can only choose to retreat.

Wei Yan hates those children of the family so much now, not only because of the entanglement of interests, but also because of the painful mental journey of later generations.

Cai Yan said with a smile: "The general doesn't need to be polite, I think this poem and the poetry style like the word will quickly become popular throughout the Han Dynasty, so that many literati and writers will rush to follow suit, and when the time comes, it is not too much to say that you have opened a generation of literary style." ”

Speaking of this, Cai Yan laughed at himself: "It's ridiculous that I thought I could beat you in poetry articles, but now it seems that I want to worship you as a teacher." ”

"When you say that, you're tormented. To tell you the truth, I created the seven-character quatrain and the long and short sentence word card because I did nothing in the five-character ancient poetry style, and I couldn't write decent verses, otherwise I wouldn't have hollowed out the seven character quatrains and long and short sentence word cards. Wei Yan can't help but be modest, because in addition to the "Three Hundred Tang Poems" and "Three Hundred Song Poems", which he memorizes well, his literary attainments are almost equal to zero.

"General, you said that you can't write decent verses on the five-character ancient poem, 'The blue leaves are in spring, and the Guihua is bright in autumn. Shin Shin this business is a festive season. Who knows that the forest dwellers sit and enjoy each other when they hear the wind. Plants and trees have their own hearts, why ask for beauty? Did you write it? Cai Yan thought that she still had a little disgust with Wei Yan so far, but she would not completely deny Wei Yan's poetry because of disgust, not to mention the poems such as "Compassion for Nong" and "Artemisia Lixing" that she had learned in recent days.

It's just that her self-belief is still disgusted that Wei Yan is just a habitual thought, and even she herself is already vague about what she thinks in her heart.