Chapter 42 Painting Boat First

Wu Ziliang felt a lot less resentment in his heart at this time, and he felt that his opportunity was robbed by Zhu Zhenguo's opportunism, but now he feels that this opportunity is what Zhu Zhenguo deserves, even if there is no palindromic poetic style, even this seven words are better than himself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info it's just that I was really insulted just now, and I still want to take revenge in my heart, and I'm still waiting for the next time I write words.

Although the poems are the same, they are also different, words are sometimes more difficult to write than poems, the rhythm of each word plate is quite strict, and there is no confrontation, and the artistic conception is also written, which is somewhat different from the method of writing poetry. People who are good at writing poetry are not necessarily good at writing words.

Xie Bingyu took out everyone's poems one by one to interpret them, and everyone praised them, even if they were written in general, Xie Bingyu could find out the eye-catching words and sentences and take them out for evaluation, which really showed his profound literary skills, even Zhu Zhenguo was a little admired in his heart.

After the analysis of the poem, Xie Yubing smiled slightly: "This game is to wish Gongzi to win, Dajiang County has this masterpiece, you should drink three cups to celebrate." ”

Originally, he had to drink three glasses of wine if he lost, but Xie Bingyu said that it became a celebration and drank three glasses, which shows the high emotional intelligence of everyone.

Everyone raised their glasses and drank freely, Zhu Zhenguo also added a few sips, this is the first time Zhu Zhenguo has drunk in his life, although it is a good wine, it is a little light and tasteless, not as mellow as the wine in the previous life.

When everyone drank a few times, Xie Bingyu saw that the time was almost up, so he asked the maid to put the guqin on the table, and everyone quieted down when they saw this.

Zhu Zhenguo really doesn't know anything about the music theory of musical instruments, not to mention the palace merchant horn Zhengyu, that is, the seven strings or nine strings are a little unpredictable, but they are still very happy to listen to the music, and they also learn everyone to sit upright and wait for the sound of the piano.

"The concubine saw the rise of all the sons, and then stroked the qin and played a song with all the talents, and asked for advice." Xie Bingyu has always been modest.

Wu Ziliang was still the leader and said: "Everyone is humble, how dare I give advice, just listen to everyone and ask everyone to be stingy." ”

Xie Yubing's face was straight, the sandalwood curled beside the piano, and the strings were plucked slightly with both hands, only to hear the golden iron horse for a while, the liver and intestines were broken for a while, and the blue sky and white sun rose, and the desert was lonely, and finally a few lines of tears.

The aftermath gradually dissipated, but the atmosphere still existed, everyone sighed, and there was no sound in the world for a long time, but Xie Bingyu broke the realm and said: "Everyone, see the laughter, the next thing is to fill in the words." ”

When everyone came back to their senses, they didn't say much, but just saluted to express their admiration, took a pen and paper, and sat down.

"It is a great honor for the concubine to come to this big river sandbank today, so I will ask all the talents of the great river to fill in a song "Nian Nu Jiao" for the concubine, and choose a good song for the concubine to sing." The ice solution is out of the question.

This lyrics is to write lyrics, each word brand name represents a tune, and the written lyrics set on the tune is a complete song and song work for singing.

Everyone is even more happy to hear and understand everyone's words, that is to say, as long as the words are filled in well, everyone will sing them in the future, this is undoubtedly the way to become famous, Wu Ziliang is running for this today.

Reading is not for fame, it is a joke, not for fame and fortune, where is there a little motivation to study so hard for more than ten years, what I want is to move the world once I am famous.

Everyone racked their brains, Xie Bingyu got the lyrics, and found Zhu Zhenguo as soon as possible, it was really this young man Zhu Zhenguo's performance was too eye-catching, and his literary talent was really outstanding, Xie Yubing wanted to know how this young man's words were filled, after all, poems can only be used for small chanting, and only this word can be sung regardless of the occasion.

I saw that on the white paper, the handwriting was chic:

Nian Nujiao

Slow and delicate red, back to the green mountains, no clouds. The cold geese whispered to go south, and if the night came, they would not worry. Lowered eyebrows and sighed, whimpered and invaded, just leaving the road. The sunshine is over, how many days will you sleep?

The roller shutter is deeply locked with tea and smoke, leaning on the couch and being idle, and looking timid. The red sleeves are not finished, and the boiling water is allowed to whisper for the time being. The morning sun is slightly dewed, Wu Gang is cut down, and the fragrant wind is also gone. Wait that day, and see when others return. (Lao Zhu original)

Xie Bingyu looked at it and went in, this poem was really written into her heart, thinking of her own generation of beauties, and her literary talent is not inferior to men, but she has entered this painting boat since she was a child, and she has entered this slave family, although the surface scenery is infinite, in the final analysis, she is still a young building and a dusty woman.

But his heart is extremely sad, looking at the wind and snow, everything is miserable, thinking about the decline of his face, and a few years of youth. I want to be a pair of beauties, under the moon before the flowers, and talk to myself, and who treats each other sincerely.

For a while, his eyes couldn't help but be rosy, he came back to his senses, lowered his head and controlled it a little, looked up at the twelve teenagers, and felt a little sad in his heart, so he had to put down the blank paper and look at the words of others.

Everyone's eyes waited expectantly, Xie Bingyu read all the words, and did not announce who won the first, but quietly picked up the pipa held by the maid, stroked it gently, and sang with a sad expression: "Slow and delicate, after returning to the green mountains, I don't see the clouds." The cold geese whispered to go south, and if the night came, they would not worry. Lowered eyebrows and sighed, whimpered and invaded, just leaving the road. The sunshine is over, how many days will you sleep?

The roller shutter is deeply locked with tea and smoke, leaning on the couch and being idle, and looking timid. The red sleeves are not finished, and the boiling water is allowed to whisper for the time being. The morning sun is slightly dewed, Wu Gang is cut down, and the fragrant wind is also gone. Wait that day, and see when others return. ”

After singing the song, the tears couldn't stop dripping, hugging the piano and bowing his head, there seemed to be sobbing. Xie Everyone, who has always been at ease, cried in front of the talented man of Dajiang County.

Everyone can feel a sadness when they listen to the song, but they don't know how to be good, and they don't know how to comfort them, and the atmosphere is even more freezing.

Xie Bingyu slowly raised his head, wiped away his tears and said: "Today's lyrics are to wish the prince the first, and the concubine can't help but sing it." ”

When everyone heard this, there were still some people who were a little unconvinced, and it was difficult to speak when they saw that everyone was bringing rain to the pear blossoms. I also listened to the song that everyone sang just now, and I also felt that it was a masterpiece, so I won't say more.

is that Wu Zi is still unconvinced in his conscience, and feels that he is extremely elegant in the language of filling in words, and beautiful words are rare in the world of words. I thought, wait until you understand everyone's hearts a little before you speak.

Zhu Zhenguo listened to the lyrics and knew that he had written it, and he also felt unexpected in his heart, this word is original, although it is also excellent, but there are a few people here who are afraid of this level, and they are also happy to have the first heart, but this solution everyone sings out and is more sad than what they wrote, obviously this first is still the light of understanding everyone.

"Thank you for your high regard, students should not be the first in this word, but it is the light of understanding everyone." Zhu Zhenguo is also humble.

"I wish Gongzi to be humble, as soon as this word came out, it said how many daughters' hearts were sad, and they deserved to be the first in today's small painting boat." Xie Bingyu's high emotional intelligence lies in this, and the first poem in Dajiang County before is to know that the poem is of a high level and no one can compare. Now it is said that this poem is the first but it is said to be the first in the painting boat, obviously in order to block the dissatisfaction of all the talents in this boat, and to alleviate everyone's desire to compete for superiority.

Even Wu Ziliang was embarrassed to say this sentence by Xie Bingyu, and he came out to win again.