This poem is Jiang Jie's "Plum Blossom Introduction. Jingxi Blocking Snow", plum blossom quotation this word card is more quaint, the masterpiece is not much, plus it seems to be reciting, the clear and empty sound with the snow falling in the sky, tossing and turning, as if the aftersound is surrounded by the wind in the air, for a time everyone listened to it stunned. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After being stunned for a long time, Zhang Shiheng looked at him respectfully and looked at him deeply: "Zhang Moufang is speechless, and he still looks at Dao Chang Haihan!" ”

Although Zhang Shiheng is greedy for money, he is not greedy for ink, and the wealth he gets can be regarded as a good way to take it. What Qin Chuan values most is not only Zhang Shiheng's easy-going temperament, but also because Zhang Shiheng does not have the habit of pretending to be annoying to ordinary superiors. On the contrary, Zhang Shiheng is frank and uninhibited, and can be called a righteous gentleman.

He smiled slightly, "It's okay." ”

Zhang Shiheng asked unwillingly: "Zhang's view of the Tao is profound, and he must be a Taoist master and a figure like a scattered immortal。。。。。。 ”

Without waiting for Zhang Shiheng to finish speaking, he sang and said: "We are both lazy gardeners, and we are all about depression, rain and snow." Drink wine and sell forever in the night, and smile to send the old year. After a long time, he has been an old man, and he is often called a scattered immortal. Called scattered immortals, I once saw the East China Sea become mulberry fields. ”

After the song, he turned his head to Zhang Shiheng, which was regarded as a return salute to Zhang Shiheng, and then ignored Zhang Shiheng, but turned his head and said to everyone.

"The poems spoken by the donors, except for Pei Ziye's one, the rest are either the words of the Mokesao people, or the words of the landscape style, which are very idle. Qin Shizhu is a martial artist, and he will definitely gallop the Jin Ge Iron Horse on the battlefield in the future, this Yongxue entertainment, can there be majestic words, or the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse? ”

Zhang Shiheng thought for a moment and said: "This is easy, the Taoist listens well." ”

"The clean field condenses the morning dawn, and the sunset is pretended. Set the strips into trees and jade, and the waves and shadows the springs. Color sprinkled dressing table powder, flowers fluttering in the dress. Into the fan lingering out of the box, the point of Su Jiao remnant. ”

He shook his head and said: "This Yongxue, although it is the work of Tang Taizong, but the emperor's spirit is very strong, and it is not an atmospheric work. ”

Zhang Shiheng continued unwillingly: "How about the Taoist chief look at this one again?" “

"The dawn opens up the palace, and the cold and high fields are passed. Every cloud is low and far away, and there is no sky for snow. The image is always dependent on things, lingering and chasing the wind. For the sake of diligence and compassion, I will first show the good year. ”

He smiled faintly and said, "This poem is written by Li Longji. "Joy of Snow" is far more atmospheric than Li Shimin's song, but it is still not majestic. ”

Zhang Shiheng thought about it, he couldn't help but be a little discouraged, he didn't get anything after thinking about it for a long time, and suddenly saw Chu Yunfei looking at him with a gloating look, and couldn't help but be a little annoyed, pointing at Chu Yunfei.

"Look at you kid is not a good thing, I can't do it, can't you be? By the way, it is inseparable from this snow word. ”

Chu Yunfei pouted without flinching and said, "I can't be atmospheric or anything, but I have a song about the sound of Jin Ge." ”

After Chu Yunfei finished speaking, he didn't look at everyone's faces, but just opened his mouth and said: "The moon black goose flies high, and it escapes at night." If you want to chase away the light horsemen, the snow is full of bows and knives. ”

The five words recited by Chu Yunfei are the Tang Dynasty poet Lu Lun's "Plugged Song", although it is not majestic, but it sounds pleasant.

"Okay."

Zhang Shiheng followed closely and said: "Even if you kid can, can you find another one?" ”

Chu Yunfei didn't shirk either, and opened his mouth to chant: "The wind is strong, and the general is hunting Weicheng." The grass is withered, and the snow is light. Ignore Xinfeng City and return to the fine willow camp. Looking back at the place where the eagle was shot, thousands of miles of twilight clouds were flat. ”

This five-word poem is Wang Wei's "Watching the Hunt" in the Tang Dynasty, which is even more extraordinary, and the meaning of Jin Ge Iron Horse is fully revealed.

"Good!"

This time, not only Zhang Shiheng applauded, but everyone also cheered in unison.

Zhang Shiheng also came to the spirit, and said loudly: "Yes, can you come again?" ”

Just when everyone was waiting with their necks stretched, Chu Yunfei shook his head happily: "It's gone." I'll just remember these two songs. ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but laugh again.

Zhang Shiheng held his stomach and laughed for a long time before he couldn't hold back a smile and pointed at Chu Yunfei and said, "Okay!" Sure enough, you're not wrong, you kid is really close to the ink black. ”

Chu Yunfei's words made Qin Chuan laugh too, and he couldn't help it, but when he saw Han En's eager look, he couldn't help but joke with Han En: "I wonder if you, a foreigner, can also come to a song?" ”

Qin Chuan said it casually, but he didn't want Han En to agree without care, and he took a few steps forward and began to chant aloud in his still somewhat stiff Chinese.

"Two orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky. The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship. ”

Hann's poem is Du Fu's seven-character "Quatrain".

Han En groaned, turned his head and asked: "Dao Chief, they were thousands of miles away just now, I am thousands of miles, my song is imposing?" ”

Hann's words immediately caused everyone to laugh again, even if they knew it, Zhang Shiheng even laughed and bent over to point at Hann.

"I'm sorry, this quatrain of the Du Gong Department can be recited by our three-year-old children in the Qing Dynasty, and you dare to say that you are a foreigner."

Seeing that everyone did not approve, Han recited again: "Flying snow waits for the spring breeze, wandering around the air." Jun looks at the flowers, biased in the east of Los Angeles. ”

Hann, the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Fangping's "Spring Snow", is not bad, and everyone stopped laughing.

Zhang Shiheng nodded and said: "This one is good, it has a lot more momentum than the previous one, can you come again?" ”

"Green ants are freshly brewed with wine, and the red clay is a small stove. If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing? ”

This one is Bai Juyi's "Ask Liu Nineteen" in the Tang Dynasty, although Han En also read it in a low tone, but this "Ask Liu Nineteen" has nothing to do with momentum. Hann groaned, which caused everyone to laugh again.

Zhang Shiheng suddenly stopped laughing, pointed at Qin Chuan and said: "I have forgotten you as the protagonist for half a day, in terms of courage, we people are not comparable to you, and you are the commander of thousands of salt groups with knives and guns, whether this momentum is good, or the sound of Jin Ge, you have all taken it, you can have a song." ”

Qin Chuan already knew that he couldn't hide from today's scene, and he already had a draft in his heart, as soon as Zhang Shiheng said it, Qin Chuan was not pretentious, and he would come as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You don't see it, you go to the snow and the seaside, and the flat sand is reckless and yellow into the sky. The wind roars in the night of Luntai in September, and the gravel of a river is as big as a bucket, and it walks with the wind all over the ground. The Huns grass and yellow horses are fat, Jinshan sees smoke and dust flying in the west, and the Han generals go west. The general's golden armor does not take off at night, and the army marches in the middle of the night, and the limelight is like a knife. Horsehair with snow and sweat steaming, five flowers and money are swirled to make ice, and the grass and inkstone in the curtain are condensed. When the captives heard this, they should be frightened, and they knew that the short soldiers did not dare to take it, and the military division Ximen offered his victory. ”

Qin Chuan's poem is the Tang Dynasty Biansai poet Cen Shen's "Walking Horses and Chuan Xingfeng Sending Feng Dafu Xishi to Expedition".

"Good!"

Ran first praised: "Qin Shizhu chanted, sure enough, the artistic conception was steep, Jin Ge contended, and the majestic aura suddenly appeared." ”

Zhang Shiheng also nodded and said, "As the Taoist chief said, we are not as good as Ming Hong." ”

Zhang Shiheng said in his mouth, pointing to the street that had darkened around him: "Okay, there are so many people watching, we should also go in." ”

Zhang Shiheng said this, when everyone looked, they saw that the red street reflected by the red light was full of many people at some point, and there were still men, women, and children coming in scattered at the corner of the street in the distance.