Text Chapter 0733 Wolong Temple Wolong
Today's piano exercise is very deceitful, she came out of the Wolong Temple, covered with a thin veil, and did not enter the bell tower pavilion, outside the bell tower pavilion, made a gesture to the crowd here, Huan'er set her the piano table and chair, she chose the time to sing leisurely, and did not forget her identity as a monk, the four are empty: "Master Su, King Jinghai." The hustle and bustle in front of the temple is a dream. Singing and dancing in the east and west, singing the north and south cuiyu bright files. To tomorrow nΗ he across the ocean. There is only wind and clouds left, and the air makes the family look through the intestines. I will not come to help this side, nor will I come to help that side. Hit a soy sauce and a square. β¦β¦β
Huang Tingjian, a good Buddha, applauded first, he admired the detachment and moderation of the piano exercise, and today he met friends with the text, and the piano exercise made a peaceful and good start, and he was very happy, so he said, King Jinghai, Gao Guogong, Princess Zhixian, Lord Su, Master Mi, Buddha Yin Zen Master, everyone, the girl of Qin Cao is talented, the word is out, the heat and coldness are all described, and the atmosphere is pervasive. Today, if you are destined, it is better to abandon fame and fortune disputes, stay away from the hustle and bustle of the world, talk about life feelings, and understand the affairs of heaven and earth. Xiaosheng was shocked to hear the beautiful words of the piano girl, and he felt and felt it, and here he sang a song of Qingjiang to offer ugliness, waiting for everyone to smash bricks, and smiled: "Wealth is not strong, and people must know themselves." Lanhui basil, it seems that they are all grass, and they are all birds, how can the people of Huangquan Road escape? β
Su Shi and the others immediately applauded. Su Shi knew that this Huang Tingjian was helping him, and the theme of coming here today was actually to pay tribute to Wang Mumu, but, you see, this Wang Mumu's appearance is not easy to speak, if he disagrees and turns his face and leaves, then, what should we do? It's good now, let's have some Buddhist poems first, everyone is harmonious, the atmosphere is harmonious, isn't it easy to talk? At least the speed of turning your face can be reduced a lot. Moreover, Huang Tingjian is very good, preaching some of this concept of being passive and having no quarrel with others, hoping to polish and polish this Wang Mumu's fighting spirit. With, Lord Su also hurriedly followed, lest this Zen machine Xuan Shen fade, poetry and lyrics are common, Lord Su is not afraid, now looking at the piano exercise, he chanted a song "Xing Xiangzi Ci", still thinking in his heart, Qin Cao girl, what I mean, can you understand: "The night is dustless, the moonlight is like silver, and the wine must be full of ten points; Fame and fortune, rest and work! It seems to be a horse in the gap, a fire in the stone, and a body in a dream, although he holds the article, who will kiss him? And Tao Tao is happy to be naΓ―ve. When will I go back and be an idler, carrying a piano, a pot of wine, and a stream of clouds. β
Monk Foyin thought, my professional monk didn't say Zen, what did you ticket holders take first? What Zen machine words come from? This is my strong point, you are noisy, okay, listen to me: "This heart has no family grievances, and the situation is from the irrigation garden, but it is desolate and gloomy, and the past is frequently sad, and he is diligent in hurting and asking about the causes. But he is afraid of the green mountains, and he also hinders the virtuous road, and Xiu Douzun sees it in front of him. Friends of the mountains, try to chant higher, and re-conjure spirits. β
Gao Guogong is almost illiterate, Mao ZΓ©min is too low on this occasion, so, Mi Fu will use "Qingping Le" to pick it up, he wants to persuade Wang Mumu to loosen a little, the public to the public, the private to the private, your tribute can be given to Lao Su: "Idle and sitting, why fight for me, a hundred years old time flicked a finger, what is the result?" Yesterday's drums urged flowers, and today the willows are sparse and crows, begging for copper money and silver, when will they fly into the official's house? β
The corners of Wang Mumu's mouth twitched, he looked at this debt collector, and thought, everyone is watching, and what their eyes are pointing at, next, it should be himself. I don't come to argue with you, it's because you have a bad mind and are looking for trouble. So, with a smile, he also chanted "Qingping Le": "The yellow shirts lean on each other, the green treasure layer by layer, the south wind in March is beautiful, and the shadow of the mountainside and the tail of the water." Some people don't know the bad and the good, and they have hated themselves for thousands of years, and the neutral ** thing in Wolong Temple evokes the quiet Zen. β
Xiao Zhixian looked at it and thought, it's my turn. The prince encouraged me again and again yesterday, I can't lose the prince's face today, I still have some goods in my belly for poetry, pick one of them, just criticize and criticize this beard, the sister of the piano has become a monk, you don't want to be entangled anymore: "The flowers are faded and the red and green apricots are small." When the sound of the piano is broken, the green water is around. There are few willows blowing on the branches, where is there no fragrant grass at the end of the world? Swing outside the temple and inside the temple. Outsiders outside the wall, beautiful women inside the wall. Pretty gradually disappears from appearance, and ruthlessness is always annoyed by affection. β
Words, there is a cycle. Looking at the heaven and earth, the sun is shining, the time is still early, Qin Cao thought, a few people there, the matter is not over yet, it is impossible to go home now. So, now come to the poem, the order is still the same, I will come first: "The clouds come from this mountain, but they enter this mountain." By asking the people in the temple, where is Yunjin now? The cloud comes from the heartless, and goes to the heartless, the heartless nowhere to find, and the unintentional. β
Huang Tingjian applauded again, this piano exercise is really good, it's about to catch up with the living Buddha of Tubo, I have to pick it up immediately, the cold scene is my sin: "There are hundreds of flowers in spring, there is a moon in autumn, there is a cool breeze in summer and snow in winter." If there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world. β
Su Shi was more anxious and understanding, and the Zen poem blurted out: "The sound of the stream is full of wide and long tongues, and the mountains are nothing more than pure bodies." Eighty-four thousand in the night, how he behaves like a man every day. β
The Buddha seal monk has a big belly like a drum, and there are goods in his belly: "There is no trace of coming, and there is no trace, and when you come, you are together." Why do you need to ask more about floating life, only this floating life is in a dream. β
Mi Fu is not to be left behind, how can I be ashamed? For Lao Su, for the tribute, let's wake up: "In spring, the willows are green everywhere, and the autumn wind must be chrysanthemum yellow." Ronghua is always a dream of three watches, and the money is still the same as the frost in September. β
Wang Mumu understands, knows that this group of people wants my money, and the Empress Dowager Gao of Bianjing probably forced them to be tight, they dare not be angry with me, dare not speak up, hehe, through the millennium, they can abuse four historical celebrities at once, and it is not in vain to be able to abuse four historical celebrities at once. So he smiled and said: "It is not the intention of flowing water down the mountain, and there is no intention for the clouds to return to the cave." If life is like clouds and water, the iron tree blooms all over the spring. β
Xiao Zhixian sprouted, and for the first time he fought poetry with the Great Confucian, he felt good, and he coped with it even more: "The stars are lined up and the night is bright and deep, and the lonely lamp and moon are not sinking." The consummation of brilliance is not polished, and it is my heart to hang in the blue sky. β
At the end of another round of Zen poetry, the overall atmosphere is still acceptable to everyone, at this time, Master Su, who is used to being the boss, said: "Everyone, I am happy today, you are all from Hangzhou, or people who are destined for Hangzhou, and now you are fortunate to be together, why not directly sing the praises of my Hangzhou, which can be regarded as a love for the residents of their homeland, and also a piece of affection for Hangzhou by our students." Right now, everyone, you are singing about wine, so let's send "Jiuquanzi" in a unified manner, and use "Jiuquanzi" to sing the praises of our hometown and our Qiantang! This means that this official should be the first, everyone, listen well, the official's "Jiuquanzi" is here: "Long memory of Qiantang, not human but heaven." Ten thousand homes are covered in the green and micro, and the water is murmuring everywhere. Different flowers are placed in the window in four seasons, and the entry and exit are clearly in the barrier. Don't come to the weeping willows after a few autumns, I wish to travel every day. β
Qin Cao saw Su Shi signaling to her, and she was not modest, she chanted early, "Jiuquanzi" is "Jiuquanzi", I also have to tell him, I am a monk, so don't bother: "Long memory of Qiantang, three hundred temples near the water and mountains." The nunnery traveled all over the house with a stick, and forgot about the worries of gossip. On the bank of the clouds and clouds in the Mei Tan Pavilion, Zhong Fan is all night long. Refuse Shiqin only burn incense, and his heart is to the West. β
Buddha Yin thought, the two of you are good, one is an official, the other is a monk, and you still echo each other, and you are flirting. Alas, Xiaoqin, you don't want to pay attention to the beard, can't you ignore my dΓ master? I'm interested in you, too. You are a smart person, you will not understand: "Long memories of the West Lake, the infinite scenery of spring on the lake." Qin Cao is really a fairy, competing with grasshopper boats. Linglong Wolong Suspicious Peng Island, looking for Fang only wishes to grow old together. It has been forty days since I came, and I will wear it with my eyes in the east. β
Mi Fu thought, this Buddha seal scenery, you are a monk, how can you still come to the leader to grab the secretary, grab the third? It's all taboo, do you understand? Monks, what are you fighting for? Let's take it easy: "Long memories of the West Lake, all day long by the tower to look up." Three, three, two, two fishing boats, the island is in autumn. The sound of the flute is in the reed flowers, and the white birds are suddenly startled. Don't come to idle fishing rods, think about the cold water. β
Huang Tingjian and Mi Fu have the same feelings, this Buddha seal monk is too non-stop, peaceful days but, out of the flower intestines, I will also persuade a few words: "Long memory of the lonely mountain, the mountain in the middle of the lake such as Dai cluster." The monk's room is open to the lake on all sides, and it is light to return. The lotus fragrance is poured in the cloud pavilion, and the pavilion is clear and the eaves are under the Duo. Don't let the dust stain people's clothes, and the empty servants will fly in their dreams. β
Wang Mumu thought, it's my turn, I think I used to fight secretly with Su Shi, and I had a big fight with Buddha Yin, and it has reached the point of life and death, look at it now, they are all wearing a fake face, and they are extremely hypocritical, I know that you are thinking about those tributes, otherwise you really wouldn't sit with me. The piano exercise is also used by you to adjust the atmosphere, you and I have nothing to say, so, can only be poetry, words, hard to paint harmonious, alas, I am not confused, I have to knock and beat, don't think I'm stupid: "Long memory of Xishan, Lingyin Temple before and after three Zhu." The Buddha seal tour on the cold spring pavilion is like three autumns. When Xiao Xiao saw climbing a tall tree, the voice of relatives went everywhere. Don't come to look at the West Lake, you will be beaten up! β
Xiao Zhixian thought, the prince is so fierce, he is going to beat people! But those people on the other side are really not good, a bunch of people who are not promising, and the piano girls are all monks, and what are you doing with others? Why don't you learn from our Mumu Wang, go to the sky and enter the sea, world-class: "Long memory peak, peak tower, high earthly world." The prince went to the top alone, and the moonrise saw the arc. Raising his head, he was suspicious, and the stars were clearly beside him. There are wings to fly and to come, and they can be re-boarded every day. β
Mao Facao, who had been on the side, looked at the time when it was almost time, and when he was reciting poems and lyrics, Master Su and King Jinghai also chatted a few words, looking at the facial expressions, it was estimated that the matter of the tribute had been implemented. So, today, with so many people present, the opportunity is rare, and I don't show it, isn't it a loss? Therefore, this Mao Facao stood up and said, my lords, I have benefited a lot from listening to the beautiful poems and words, and I have benefited a lot from the toddler in Handan, and I also offer an ugly poem, and I implore you to teach you: "Long memory of Wu Mountain, Wu Xiang Temple on the mountain." The river in front of the temple is angry, and the hatred is still high through the ages. The jackdaws gather at dusk, and there are clouds enveloping the temple from time to time. Don't come to the shrine of the soul, and drink from afar. β
Xiang Niang, who came with Su Shi today, is also a very talented woman, and she was fighting poetry because she was a big man before. How dare I interject. Now I saw that Mao Facao lowered the gear, and the party seemed to be coming to an end, fortunately, he and Qin Cao had been ranked among the three oirans, so these people chanted so many "Jiuquanzi", why don't I also have a song "Jiuquanzi"? Let Master Su listen, the talented women in the world are not the only ones. After thinking about it, Ying Ying stood up, and said, everyone, the little woman has to hear the poems of your talents today, how fortunate she is, she is excited, she can't hold back, so she boldly continued the dog's tail mink, the crude work, Wanwang Jiaozheng: "Long memory Longshan, who gets it in the Sun and Moon Palace." The palace is afraid of the sound of the tide, and the bamboo wind in the hall is clear. There is a lot of grass in front of the door, and people eat a lot of food. Don't come to count the stems in vain, I hope I can visit again. β
Today, Qiong Fang, who came to the scene by the light of the best piano exercises, by the light of the companionship with Xiang Niang, and by the light of Mao Facao's rookie, Mao Facao also wrote a "Jiuquanzi" for her just now, since there are goods, how can she not shake, so, after Xiang Niang, she also smiled and sang to everyone present one by one, and then sang: "Long memories of the tide, full of Guo people competing for the river." The sea of suspicion is empty, and the drums are beating on all faces. The tide stands towards the waves, and the red flag is not wet. Don't look at it in a dream, the dream is still cold. β
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On the side of the bell tower and pavilion, on the surface, poetry and lyrics are written, and cups and lamps are exchanged; Secretly, the undercurrent is surging, quietly competing. And behind a few pine trees that will be called "Bachelor Pine" not far from here, Xiao Xian'er, the lord of Liaoguo who is dressed in sea green, is very proud, holding a hanging beam pot, covering his mouth and laughing wildly, smiling so much that his face is full of small red flowers! Ha ha! Wang Mumu, Wang Mumu! You've been fooled! The wise lord of this county has seen you for who you really are!
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