The scenery of the South Peak is beautiful, the wind is soft, the air is fresh, and the sun is warm. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The four grooms tied the horses from the carriage to the nearest stakes, and let the horses eat the grass on the ground.

Jiang Zhe and Dongfang Guan stood in the distance chatting, and Su Jiu'er walked out of the carriage elegantly.

Dongfang Guan and the others saw Su Jiu'er get out of the carriage and walked towards Su Jiu'er, and the three of them also walked in the direction of Su Jiu'er.

"This place is so beautiful!" Jiang Zhe said with emotion,

"The South Peak is also known as the South Mountain, because the south is Xun in the Bagua, so it is also called Xun Peak, which is the remnant vein of Ma Ri Mountain. According to the record of "Yanzhou Rebuilding Nanshan Bao'en Guangxiao Temple", there have long been monks practicing here, "settled at the foot of the mountain, named Guangling Nunnery". "Oriental Guan in front of the beauty of the insight,

Monk? I haven't seen a monk in this world, and I don't know if the monks in this world worship Shakyamuni Buddha in the same way as the monks in my own world!

Dongfang Guan interrupted Zhang Baiyi's train of thought and continued: "Later, the abbot of Guangling'an planted a number of plum trees in response to the saying of "Plum Blossom City". In the early spring, the plum blossoms bloom, the dark fragrance floats, and there are many people who come here to explore the plum blossoms. After that, the government built a new Xiangxian Temple and a calligraphy and painting tablet gallery, engraved Yanzhou city map and the famous articles of the past dynasties embedded in the corridor wall, becoming a cultural scenic spot. ”

Young Master Zhang took a look at Nan Zhuyu, and saw that Nan Zhuyu's face was not very good-looking, and secretly said in his heart, these two people wouldn't have made up for the knowledge of Nanfeng in order to come out in front of Su Jiu'er.

A few people walked to the mountain, the pine on the mountain is upright, the grass is verdant, the mountain breeze blows, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, the fragrance is fragrant, refreshing people's hearts,

Clear skies and bright sunshine. In the distance, you can see a row of weeping willows, the willow silk has just returned to green, and the green shadow is like a layer of green veil shrouded in the plum blossoms behind the willow trees under the breeze.

"There is only heaven above, and there are no mountains and Qi. Raise your head to the red sun and look back at the white clouds low. Dongfang Guan looked at the beautiful scenery of the south peak and chanted with interest,

"The poem of Dongfang Gongzi, the poem composed by the environment, the poem is harmonious with the environment, not only writes the high and steep of the south peak, the momentum is extraordinary, the poetry seems to fit the mountain, accurate and expressive, and it is commendable that it is an improvisational poem." Su Jiu'er praised Dongfang Guan.

Dongfang Guan was very proud of the praise of the beautiful woman, and looked at Young Master Zhang provocatively, Young Master Zhang didn't seem to hear half of what he was talking and laughing with Jiang Zhe,

"I don't know if Zhang Gongzi can be inspired to write poems." Su Jiu'er looked at Zhang Baiyi expectantly,

"Huh? No," Zhang Baiyi replied very simply and continued to laugh with Jiang Zhe,

Su Jiu'er continued to hurry with some disappointment,

Nan Zhuyu caught up and said: "Jiu'er girl, Zhuyu is not talented, fortunately I have a poem, please comment on Jiu'er girl." ”

Nan Zhuyu said, without waiting for Su Jiu'er to answer, he began to chant: "I don't see people in the empty mountain, but I hear people's voices."

Return to the deep forest, and revisit the moss. ”

Su Jiu'er savored it and said: "Nan Gongzi's poem is also excellent, writing the quiet beauty and magnificence of the mountains. It can be said that it is on par with the poems of Dongfang Gongzi. ”

Zhang Baiyi and Jiang Zhe laughed and rushed over,

"In the middle of chanting poetry, it just so happened that I happened to be inspired to type a manuscript," Jiang Zhe suddenly interjected at this time,

"I don't know what Brother Jiang's wonderful words are, chant them and let me listen to Brother Jiang's masterpieces together." Dongfang Guan said,

"Dongfang Gongzi praised it falsely, I can't talk about it, it's just Jiang Zhe's rough work, you must not laugh at it." Jiang Zhe said modestly,

"People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, trees are quiet, spring mountains are empty. The words are frightened by the mountain birds, and the spring stream is singing. Jiang Zhe's poems were sung aloud.

"Good" Young Master Zhang cheered for Jiang Zhe,

This poem is really good, and you can't write such verses if you want to write yourself.

"Zhang Gongzi said okay, then it must be excellent at this time, I don't know if Zhang Gongzi can explain this poem for me." Su Jiu'er said.

"Uh~" Young Master Zhang was dumbfounded,

If you can plagiarize two sentences of poetry yourself, but this analysis of poetry is based on real skills.

The four of them looked at Young Master Zhang quietly, waiting for Zhang Baiyi to analyze the poems for everyone.

No matter what, Young Master Zhang opened his mouth with a horizontal heart: "Brother Jiang's poem is written about the tranquility of Spring Mountain. "Jing" was strongly felt by Brother Jiang. Why? It is because of the "quiet mountains", so the people are quiet. People are quiet because of their quiet hearts, so they are aware of the fall of osmanthus,"

Zhang Baiyi began his gibberish, "Flowers falling, words come out, birds singing, these "moving" scenes, but they contrast with the tranquility of Spring Mountain. This poem is mainly written about the seclusion of Spring Mountain. The flowers fall, the words come out, and the birdsong are all moving, and Brother Jiang used the technique of moving against the static to write the effect of "the birdsong mountain is more secluded". The nature that is extremely quiet is full of sound and business under Brother Jiang's poems. The sound of the words, and the mountain birds are frightened, this is a good environment for the dynamic scene,"

I feel that what I said is almost over, and Master Zhang said the summary words, ""The article is made by nature, and the magic hand is even obtained", this is an ancient saying, and good poems from ancient times are all natural and good, and they are described with wonderful hands. And when I was chanting and drinking, my mind seemed to enter that quiet and vulgar picture with Brother Jiang's poem. Brother Jiang's work can be said to be an excellent work! ”

What Young Master Zhang said even he felt was very reasonable, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud for a while, seeing the expressions of everyone immersed in the words he had just tasted, Zhang Baiyi secretly said in his heart that he was lucky!

"Hmph~ These are also called poems, so didn't I say a word and chanted poetry," just when everyone was still thinking, a person lying on a cliff not far away opened his mouth to mock everyone,

When several people heard the voice, they saw that this person did not have a single hair on his head, he was naked, wearing a gray monk's robe, exposing his immature breasts, barefoot, holding a Erlang leg, and gently shaking a handful of white tail grass in his hand, it turned out to be a fourteen or fifteen-year-old little monk.

Dongfang Guan couldn't help it at first, and said loudly: "The mountain and wild horsemen also know poetry!" ”

"I don't get tired of looking at the mountains all day long, and I will never get tired of buying mountains until I buy them. The mountains and flowers fall to the end, and the mountains and rivers are empty, and the mountains are idle. The little monk seemed to answer Dongfang Guan's words, and chanted a poem to himself,

"This son, I don't know how the little monk's poem is!" The little monk asked Dongfang Guan with some pride,

Dongfang Guan frowned and said, "It's not good!" ”

Several other people also frowned, this little monk is too arrogant,

"Why don't you make a poem that the little monk admires," the little monk said proudly.

Dongfang Guan suddenly ended,

"The twin peaks are as green as cutting, and Zhuo Li can't do it. Integrity supports each other without support, supporting heaven and earth and people. Su Jiu'er couldn't get used to the little monk's style, stepped forward and chanted a seven-character poem,

"Good"

Jiang Zhe, Nan Zhuyu, and Dongfang Guan applauded at the same time,

"Jiu'er is really talented," Dongfang Guan praised,

The little monk was stunned, pouted and said, "You four men are not as good as a little woman, and you are really ashamed to be a scholar." ”

Dongfang Guan's three people suddenly turned red,

Zhang Bai Yizhi didn't feel embarrassed, and he didn't boast of being a scholar, so there was nothing to be ashamed of if a woman could recite poetry.

"I'll make another song, you listen well, the south peak is on the tower of a thousand searches, and I hear that the rooster cries and sees the sunrise. is not afraid of clouds to cover his eyes, and he is at the top by chance. The little monk said and chanted again,

Several people were secretly shocked by the eagerness of the little monk in front of them, and composed two poems in less than a cup of tea, it is really rare to learn so well at such a young age, no wonder it is so arrogant,

"Hey, that kid, who do you see, just say you, just now they all made a poem, but you didn't write it, don't you understand poetry?" The little monk pointed arrogantly at Master Zhang,

Zhang Baiyi was stunned, and laughed a little angrily in his heart, you are only a fourteen or fifteen-year-old kid who dares to call Lao Tzu a child,

Young Master Zhang was too lazy to take care of him,

The little monk saw that Zhang Baiyi didn't take care of himself, thinking that Zhang Baiyi didn't dare to answer.

"It turned out to be an embroidered pillow and a bag of grass," the little monk muttered to himself, and the voice was not loud, but everyone could hear it.

Dongfang Guan was so happy when he heard it, this is the rhythm of the bar!

Jiang Zhe behaved relatively calmly and did not show too many expressions.

Nan Zhuyu was not happy, and hugged Zhang Baiyi and said: "I see that you have a rice bucket!" ”

Su Jiu'er also wanted to see if Zhang Baiyi could sing a surprising masterpiece again, so she didn't say anything to help Zhang Baiyi.