Chapter 0042 The spring breeze is like the old, and the willows are like smoke
"Good poetry, good poetry."
Qian Mengyuan praised the case vigorously, "Daoxian's poem is vivid and unremarkable, and it actually describes the word sunshine." It's a pity that tomorrow's drink is impossible. ”
"With this masterpiece, tomorrow's appointment, the little brother is willing to be the east." Liu Yi also looked honored, and at the same time smacked his lips, "Just now, our brother enjoyed a quick drink in spring, and he was already drunk, but he was surprised to see Brother Daoxian's masterpiece, he liked its subtlety, and he was surprised by its peculiarity, and the wine also woke up, and now it is not too late, so it is a pity to disperse like this." ”
Qian Mengyuan grabbed his coat and said with a smile: "The poem is a yellow crane, it is difficult to retitle, but the wine is gone, but it can be re-sold!" Although the younger brother did not carry the money, this spring coat could be pawned. ”
"You!"
Shen Shi listened to the two friends boasting about each other, laughed happily, and stretched out his hand to point at him, "Since my brother-in-law is the master on behalf of my brother, how can I make you unhappy and let you understand the reason of the golden mink?"
Shen Kan watched the three of them sing and harmonize, full of tacit understanding, and couldn't help but think of his own days, when the brothers were not addicted to drinking, and then set up seedlings together, squeezing a guy to pay for wine.
Saying that Shen Shi's "Sunny Day" really didn't see how good it was, of course, even if it wasn't a masterpiece, it was quite rare, but the problem was that he couldn't understand it, and the words didn't make a bright impression.
Probably his level is too low, Shen Kan sighed lightly.
In fact, if you want to describe a sunny day in detail, poetry has limitations, but it is not as suitable as prose of modern genres, and the number of words is more convenient than the number of words, and it is also the inevitability of the development of the times.
Seeing that he was going to continue drinking, Shen Wei and Shen Zhuo didn't care, since the brothers were not happy, then as a younger brother, they naturally had to accompany them to the end.
But they forgot to ask if the landlord was happy, his parents passed away one after another, Ye Guyu kept a small ancestral life, a child did not have any means to make money, and he understood the truth of thrift in less than a year.
He was distressed when he ate at the last table, and seeing that everyone was almost drunk, he quickly asked someone to remove the leftovers, at least he could make do with it for a day tomorrow.
Thinking about a few more pots of tea, it's time for the guys to disperse.
I never thought that after reading the poem, one by one the fucking people sobered up, and the meaning of the words was that they still wanted to continue to stay and eat and drink, and they still had a face?
Originally, I expected Shen Shi not to be in his own home, I'm sorry, how do you know that he really treats my family as his own home? How unreasonable is that!
The problem is that Ye Guyu is unwilling and has no choice, people come to be guests, how can he not be entertained to the end? I can't say that I want to be a hero, seeing that the big guys are looking at him, he gritted his teeth and smiled reluctantly: "Brothers, don't look down on the younger brother, although the younger brother has never won a leading career, he can still do it with a treat, how can there be a reason to be a good friend and only be a half-cut master?"
"Well said!" Liu Yi shouted, "We said the wrong thing, and after a while, we will drink for a while, and we will all punish a few more glasses." ”
Since the big words had already come out of his mouth, Ye Guyu had no choice but to go out and ask his subordinates to reorganize a table of banquets.
During the banquet again, Qian Mengyuan asked Shen Wei: "You must have a great work when you visit Tiger Hill today, quickly say it and give us wine."
"How dare you...... Then I'll say it, I hope my brother will correct me. ”
Shen Wei, who was half-drunk, did not refuse, took the pen in his hand, instantly wrote out the poem he wrote in the morning, and handed it to the other party with both hands.
It reads "The scene of the Tiger Hill Mountain in early spring", and Qian Mengyuan said: "The spring is gone and the spring returns, and the green water flows and the glow is fresh." The purple swallow cuts the clouds and flips the fan, and the new warbler shuttles the willow dances. The sound of the white tower is looking for songs, and the red skirt is full of lotuses. The sound of the water can't be kept, and the east wind is swaying. ”
After reading it, Qian Mengyuan was silent for a moment, and the people of the Secret Dao said that Shen Laosan's talent was not under the Daoxian, and it seemed that he really lived up to his reputation.
At this moment, Shen Zuo was not modest, and then finished writing his poems, and his poems should rhyme with Shen Wei.
Liu Yi took it over and read: "The dawn and the wind and spring are easy to return, and the mountains and rivers are always fresh and fresh." The new yellow willow is smoky and purple, and the jade white ice plum is cold and dewy. The tower pavilion red child left green eyes, and the tiger hill green girl visited Qinglian. Every year, this festival is good, very ruthless but also pitiful. ”
Liu Yi also fell silent after reading it, and said in his heart that the four elders of the Shen family had a tendency to be blue.
I can't talk about poetry anymore, I don't have to humiliate myself, Liu Yi said: "I was bored and made a song the day before yesterday, and I should sing it for everyone today, don't laugh."
Qian Mengyuan said: "If the song is interesting, it is better than poetry, let's wash our ears and sing quickly."
Shen Shi smiled: "If you sing well, if you don't sing well, you must be punished for drinking."
"That's nature."
Liu Yi coughed lightly a few times, cleared his throat, slapped the folding fan, pinched his throat and sang: "The moon is slanting at dusk, the pretty family, I don't go home, mostly because I am in love with a merry girl; I miss him, I feel cold, and I have a vacation in my balcony dream. Ruthless, turning the clouds and rain, looking at the lights. ”
The big guy laughed, and Shen Shi smiled: "Although the singing is wonderful, it is not a literati atmosphere, it should be punished, it should be punished." Old Five, quickly punish him with ten glasses of wine. ”
"Wait." Liu Yi shouted, "Yingci Yanqu was originally used by literati for pastime, why should they be punished for drinking?"
"Who told you to sing such songs? Be sure to fine. Qian Mengyuan said with a smile.
Shen Kan carried the wine jug, and said in his heart that the literati in the past drank no different from the later generations, and they could say anything after drinking, which was interesting.
Ye Guyu had no choice but to sit aside, praising and laughing from time to time, and finally waited until it was dark, seeing that these people still refused to leave, he had to ask someone to light a candle.
An hour later, the several jars of old wine prepared by the Ye family for the New Year were drunk, and everyone else was drunk except for Shen Kan, who was restrained.
After the banquet was dispersed, Shen Kan commanded his subordinates to help them out, and Ye Guyu sent them out.
"Brother Ye, I'm sorry for your trouble, thank you for your hospitality." Shen Kan said.
"It should be, it should be." After Ye Guyu finished speaking, snap! Quickly closed the door.
Not to mention that Shen Kan secretly sent his three elder brothers to the study to rest, fortunately, they are now older, and the family has not been very strict in recent years, and they have already sent someone to inform the family, and the person will gather at the Ye family in the village.
Here, as soon as Ye Guyu came back, he began to check the losses, two meals plus four jars of old wine, a few candles and tea, and the two months' meal money was gone, and he couldn't help but regret it very much.
"You shouldn't be close to these sours." Ye Guyu stomped his feet distressedly, and repeatedly explained to his subordinates, "In the future, whenever Shen Shi comes to me, you will reply to him that I am not at home." In case I bumped into him, he immediately came over and said that there was something important and urged me to leave. ”
"Understood." Several family members agreed in unison.
Don't blame them for being united, this is about everyone's interests, what are they busy with? In the next two months, I will probably have to mix soy sauce with tofu, who can bear it?
Shen House.
Shen Wei Shen Zhuo was drunk and unconscious, and Shen Kan was worried that the second uncle would know, so he helped the person to his yard.
And Shen Shi recently tested alcohol, and he didn't lie down for long, he stepped on the moonlight with drunkenness and staggered away.
I met Shen Peiwen halfway, who had just come back from Shen Peiwei's room, and asked with a lantern, "Have you eaten wine?"
Shen Shi said with a smile: "I went to find Qian Mengyuan today, but they were not at home. When I came back and passed by Ye Guyu's door, I was unexpectedly seen by him, and he had to pull me in, so I called the third, fourth, and fifth again, plus Qian Liu, everyone wrote poems and drank, but it was also interesting, and it was just dispersed, which disturbed Brother Ye. ”
"That's weird." Shen Peiwen didn't believe it, "He was stingy when he was young, but now he is even more economical, how can he be willing to break the bank?" There must be something that I want to beg you. ”
"What can he ask of me?" Shen Shi staggered forward, "He doesn't read, he can't write." This person will change, and Hugh should underestimate others. ”
"Perhaps. Oh, you hurry up and drink a bowl of sobering soup and go to bed early. Shen Peiwen frowned and shook his head, instructed the scholar, and turned around with the maid and walked towards the inner house.
In the study, Shen Kan couldn't sleep, thinking about today's experience, he couldn't help but pick up the pen and write.
In the first month, the spring breeze is like the old, and the willows are like smoke.
It's a sunny day again.
Years have precipitated, and the past days are like a dream, and the interweaving of light and shadow has left a period of good memories. It's a pity that happiness is gone, and it is gradually annihilated in the eternity of time and space of reincarnation, and the laughter is no longer there.
The beautiful scenery of the good day is the day, whose courtyard is pleasing to the eye?
The old things are a few days, and the look back is all in the eyes. At this moment, the cold smoke in the south of the Yangtze River is curling, the Central Plains is full of decaying grass is even the sky, my sorrows, joys and sorrows are also withered in this smoke and rain, I hope that the warm sunshine will accompany me to float and toss, and give the sea of tragedy to Sangtian.
The stars are moving, and the years are like a glow. Under the bright sun, the season of flowers is full of flowers and sings with the Han people.
May my future be the same as Yangchun, an inch of lovesickness, an inch of gray, an inch of mountains and rivers, and an inch of blood, melting the snow on the earth.
It may be really better to miss each other, the same sunny day, with the fragrance of flowers wafting in the air, I am standing in the February day of the world, facing life positively and smiling at life.
Farewell, that sunny day that I miss infinitely!