What is the meaning of this limerick?

Literally, "I don't see the poet's face in my life, but I see the poet Zhangbachang" means that I haven't seen any poet in my life, and I don't know what the poet is and how tall he is. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's not a poet, how can you fart on a high wall?" It is easy to understand the sentence, and it is not the poet who sees it, but someone farting on the city wall, urinating, explicit words, extremely sarcastic to everyone present.

To put it in modern terms: it's all rubbish.

"This man...... It's too. Mu Qing sighed from the bottom of his heart, look at the others, and then look at the two of you, why is the difference so big.

Poor Brother Tutu and Xiao Liang, as well as Ji Chunqiu of Mu Ne, why do you blame us, you let him go up, but we didn't say a word.

The most pitiful thing is Brother Soil, his face is full of bitterness, he didn't do anything, he swore to God, it was really not what he told Chen Yifan, it was true.

But he tragically found that no one believed him, even his sister doubted him very much, after all, Chen Yifan's knowledge was there, and it was impossible to make such poems.

"Get out."

"Shame on Lingzhou, you don't deserve to come here."

"Murderer, get out of here."

"Beheaded, you're not welcome here."

Anger, insults, and scoldings are all ugly words, such as "beheaded", "murderous", and "shameful in Lingzhou" are all heart-wrenching words.

Chen Yifan buttoned his ears and said disdainfully: "A group of waste." ”

As soon as these words came out, the attic was silent, and his silent eyes stared at Chen Yifan, eager to eat Chen Yifan's meat, drink his blood, and gnaw his bones.

To put it simply: I'm not addressing everyone here, I'm just saying that you're all rubbish.

"Domineering."

"Relieve your anger."

"That's what I want." The foodie nodded in satisfaction, and she didn't complain about the five hundred taels of silver, obviously she forgot that one hundred taels of silver belonged to Chen Yifan.

Mu Qing couldn't help but look at Chen Yifan twice, this man still has advantages.

"Get out."

"Hit him."

"Beat him up."

The soldiers who surged up one by one swung their fists and attacked angrily, Chen Yifan was too lazy to move, turned around and looked at them coldly, and said wildly: "What, you want to fight?" Are you sure, if I make a move, it's going to die. ”

Sharp eyes, swept over, domineering side leakage, all the soldiers suddenly did not dare to move, Chen Yifan's beheading knife, but still behind him, the murder weapon in hand, they rashly went up, they would suffer a lot.

"Hmph, barbarian."

"Insulting Sven."

"I don't know."

Fighting, can't beat, can't scold, can only throw up his sleeves, sit down angrily, Ziyue girl laughed helplessly, this Chen Yifan, is a scoundrel.

But she couldn't watch the poetry be messed up by him, and gently comforted: "Chen Gongzi is angry, the poetry will be a place where poetry is opposed, not a place to fight and kill, the murder weapon should not be exposed, so as not to hurt the innocent, you say yes, Chen Gongzi." ”

Chen Yifan turned around and smiled: "It's still Miss Ziyue, you are the most sensible, how can you be like some people, small things, making a fuss, didn't I say it, I didn't write this poem, it was the brother over there who gave me ten taels of silver, let me say it below." ”

Attention was suddenly focused on Brother Soil, Ji Chunqiu moved his body and approached Xiao Liang's side, Brother Soil stiffly looked at the hateful scholar in front of him, not knowing what to say.

"I said I didn't write that poem, do you believe it?"

"Get out, outsider, get out."

"Get out."

"Get out."

Brother Tu's face changed a few times, he didn't sit down, he didn't stand up, he hated Chen Yifan in his heart, and said good brotherhood, how can you treat me like this, have I offended you?

The anger of the scholars was irrepressible, Ziyue didn't want to see them continue to make trouble, so she hurriedly said: "Everyone be quiet, don't be impulsive, the poetry meeting is not over yet, I don't know what this Chen Gongzi's masterpiece is?" ”

Masterpiece? Chen Gongzi? One sentence once again attracted everyone's attention, and the scholar who was still angry looked at Chen Yifan with a mocking look, looking at what kind of poetry you can write as an arrogant person.

Mo Chenggui had a faint smile on his face, did not speak, did not leave, and looked at Chen Yifan quietly.

Baizi sneered in his heart: "Look at you kid pretending to be forced, now I know it's over, haha, haha." ”

"Me? Masterpiece? Chen Yifan pointed at himself in surprise.

"Yes, isn't this Chen Gongzi a chance to win? It's better to take out your masterpiece for everyone to appreciate and appreciate, and the little woman can also open her eyes. Ziyue was not as kind as before, and she lacked the original patience for a person who repeatedly and repeatedly destroyed the poetry meeting.

"Do you really want to listen?"

"Hmm." Everyone nodded and waited eagerly.

"Then I can say it, but you have to sit down, I'm afraid that I will scare you later, I can say it in advance, I won't lose money if I am scared." When it comes to money, Chen Yifan is even more interested.

took a step closer and quietly asked, "Purple Moon girl, is there a bounty for the first place?" ”

Ziyue looked at those shining eyes, and suddenly didn't know what to say, could it be that those vulgar things were more valuable than a mere little girl?

"Yes." Ziyue stiffened her head and replied.

"I don't know how many?" Chen Yifan's eyes were about to narrow into a line.

"A hundred taels of silver." Raising a finger, Ziyue said with some annoyance.

One hundred taels, it's okay, plus five hundred taels in his hand, that's six hundred taels, from today on, my brother is also a rich man, smiling proudly, and the others were stunned by his sudden smile, what kind of trouble are you.

Isn't it to compose poetry? What are you smirking for?

We waited so long, not to see you laugh, what about the works?

"Chen Gongzi, Chen Gongzi." Ziyue touched this person a few times, she didn't know if she was not good enough to cultivate her qi, or if the person in front of her was too shameless, in front of him, she lost her patience several times and almost went crazy.

"Oh, Purple Moon Girl, what's the matter?" Chen Yifan replied in a daze.

Ziyue: "......." ”

Crowd: "......." ”

Are you sure you're not here to make trouble, are you sure you're here to recite poetry? Everyone couldn't help but wonder if this person had been teasing them.

"Chen Gongzi, don't you want to compose poetry?" Ziyue held back her anger and reminded.

"Writing poetry, I almost forgot, it's okay, it's just a little thing, it doesn't bother me." Chen Yifan said very confidently, but he was saying in his heart, sages, I'm sorry, I want to pretend to be forced with your poems, please allow me to apologize again.

Sorry to say it, Chen Yifan began to brew emotions, in fact, he was thinking, pacing twice, pretending to be forced, attracting everyone's attention, and said: "If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan." Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. ”

In a word, let everyone's minds sink, this poem is not simple.

The first sentence of life if you see it for the first time, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan, the feelings between lovers, get along, get along with the person you like, if you later have resentment, complaining, there is no beauty and indifference when you just met, then everything is better to stay at the time of the first meeting.

"Waiting for the idle to change but the old people's hearts, but the old people's hearts are changeable" Now it is easy to change the heart, but on the contrary, it is easy to change the heart of the lover, since you have changed your heart, why bother with me.

Chen Yifan saw that everyone was stunned, nodded with satisfaction, counted as your acquaintance, and continued to chatter: "Lishan language is half a night, and the tears and rain will not complain." How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”

In the next few sentences, Jin Yilang, the winged bird, our affection, such as the winged bird, double residence and double flying, why bother to complain against each other, even if they are separated from each other and absolutely separated, they will not complain about each other at one time.

A song by Nalan Rongruo's "Magnolia Flower Order, Quasi-Ancient Decisive Words" said, in the attic, no one spoke, immersed in the beauty of life if you saw it for the first time, people with stories seemed to see each other's first love, and people who heard it for the first time couldn't help but yearn for it.

After finishing a poem, Chen Yifan didn't care how others reacted, pushed Ziyue, stretched out his hand and said, "One hundred taels of silver." ”

Ziyue stared at Chen Yifan sadly, the corners of her eyes were moistened with tears, amorous people are always hurt, but she still gave a hundred taels of silver, and saw Chen Yifan leave happily with a hundred taels of silver.

When the money arrived, Chen Yifan didn't care about a few foodies, he hurriedly walked around, just kidding, if he didn't leave at this time, when would he leave.

After everyone came back to their senses, Chen Yifan's figure was gone, and Ziyue had words in her mouth: "If you see life freely, what is the autumn wind and sad fan, but the old people's hearts are changeable, but the people's hearts are changeable, and the Lishan language is half a night away, and the tears and rain rain will not complain." How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day. ”

"How could he make such a tragic poem, he is just an executioner, impossible?" Baizi humbly didn't believe a hundred people in his heart, but the facts were in front of him, and he lost and lost very resentfully.

Not to lose to Mo Chenggui, not to Yin Fei, but to a murderer, how can this not make him angry.

"Impossible." In a dream, he left the crowd, not knowing whether to be sad or faceless.

"There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, but I underestimate the people in the world." Mo Chenggui bowed and turned to leave.

"If life is free for the first time, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan, a good sentence If life is free for the first time, haha, haha." Tears soaked the corners of his eyes and dripped down, Yin Fei wiped away his tears and left in despair.

After the foodie came back to his senses, Chen Yifan had already disappeared, and he muttered in his heart: "If life is as free as it is for the first time, what is the autumn wind and sad fan, what kind of person is he?" ”

Sometimes scoundrel, sometimes shameless, obscene, shameless, but his martial arts are good, and his literary style is so strong, I am afraid that there are few people in Daliang who can write poems comparable to them.

"He ......." Mu Qing was confused and stunned.