The ancients celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival much more solemnly than the modern people, in addition to admiring the moon and eating moon cakes, they also had to worship the moon. Before dark on August 15, Yuxuzi had already led people to arrange a large incense case for the moon sacrifice, on which moon cakes, watermelons, apples, red dates, plums, grapes and other sacrifices were placed, and the watermelons were specially cut into lotus shapes. The statue of the moon god is placed in the center, with red candles on both sides. In addition, the entire Yuxu Palace is also full of all kinds of lanterns from front to back. When the sky was completely dark, a bright full moon rose into the sky, and Fuyaozi led everyone in the audience to worship together. Then the huge reunion moon cakes made in the view were divided equally according to the number of people in the view, and each person ate one together.

After eating the mooncakes, everyone sat down. The moonlight and the lights complement each other, illuminating the courtyard of the apse, and everyone is drinking tea and wine while watching the bright moon in the sky. After sitting and chatting for a while, probably because he felt that the atmosphere was not warm enough, Wang Feng, who always came up with fresh ideas, proposed that everyone perform some programs and have a Mid-Autumn Festival moon viewing party. His proposal was immediately responded to by many of the traversals, and Fuyaozi and Yuxuzi were also quite curious, eager to see what the meeting would be like this night. As a result, the members who crossed the more developed Chinese art cells began to prepare busily. Cosmetics that have not been used for a long time began to greet their faces, modern clothes that they hadn't worn for a long time began to put on their bodies (because they are basically summer clothes, it's really a little cool to wear in this month, but everyone has also opened up for artistic expression), those who want to sing are busy thinking about their own words or finding others to match the words, those who want to dance raise their legs and twist their hips to be familiar with the movements, and those who want to talk cross talk go around pulling people to be their partners. If it weren't for the fear of being too shocking, those digital products that had been silent for months might have been moved out to play music accompaniment. However, in the end, Wang Feng secretly took an MP3 to record the content of the party, and later after the four people in Liangxiang City came back, they made up for the regret of not being able to participate through the recording. In the process of everyone's chaotic preparation, a unique moon-viewing party in this era kicked off.

The first one to come up was Hu Xueying, in addition to performing the show, she also served as the announcer of today's party. I saw that she was wearing a sky-blue suspender dress on her upper body, a pleated skirt with a hem below her knees, wearing stockings on her straight and well-proportioned jade legs, and six-inch high heels. It turned out that the Taoist priests in the Yuxu Palace, except for Fuyaozi and Yuxuzi, all opened their mouths wide and their eyes widened, looking at her cool and moving outfit, their eyes almost fell to the ground. Seeing this, the old Taoist of Yuxuzi hurriedly recited "Amitayus Buddha" and called the disciples back from the petrified state. He originally wanted to persuade Hu Xueying to change her clothes, but when he saw Liang Ziyue as her husband, instead of being annoyed, he had an admiring expression on his face. Second, I thought that Wang Kunjun once said that because they had lived overseas for a long time, many customs, concepts and supplies were different from those of Middle-earth, and there was no need to be surprised to see them in the future, so the words came to their mouths and swallowed back.

Hu Xueying didn't seem to see the expressions of the original Taoist priests, and generously said in her sweet and slightly trembling voice - wearing too little cold for the performance - "The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala starts now in the third year of the calendar (she used the Liao State year, 953 AD). The first program song "Bright Moonlight in Front of the Bed", performed by Hu Xueying. After speaking, he lightly opened his lips and sang Anita Mui's old song.

It's you, hanging high in the sky for a thousand years, seeing the separation and separation of the world

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The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground, raising his head to look at the bright moon and looking down at his hometown

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Li Bai's "Silent Night Thoughts" is familiar to all the original Taoist priests here, but listening to Hu Xueying singing softly, I know that the original poem can still be sung like this. At the end of the song, everyone was still immersed in a faint homesickness.

After Hu Xueying finished singing, she felt that everyone's emotions had been affected, and hurriedly announced the next program: "The next program is a short cross talk segment "Raising the Bar", performers Wang Feng and Liang Ziyue. ”

After the curtain was announced, Wang and Liang walked up the steps and stood on the left and right. The two of them didn't change their clothes, and they were still wearing Taoist robes. It's not that the two of them are lazy and don't want to change, but they can't find a robe and horse coat to wear for a while, so they will wear a Taoist robe. The original Taoist priests in the audience didn't know what kind of program this "cross talk" was, and when they saw the two people walking on stage, they were all looking forward to it with curiosity.

Although Wang and Liang are working together for the first time, they have performed at the festival party of the unit before, and the small paragraph they chose is simple - too long is easy to involve various issues related to the times, so they are not stage frightened. When you get on the stage, stand in your position, and start talking.

Today's show is cross talk.

What's wrong? What are you doing?

Crosstalk.

Crosstalk?

Yes.

How do you eat cross talk?

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It's just a short paragraph, and it's done in a few minutes. The audience, whether it was the original Taoist priest or the parallel Taoist priest, was amused and leaned back and forth. Especially the original Taoist priests, they have never seen this kind of entertainment, and some people laugh and cover their stomachs. So the audience repeatedly asked the two to perform a few more. After some discussion, the two each said a stand-up paragraph. Of course, it will not involve dynasties and other related issues.

Later, several singing and dancing programs were performed, although the effect was reduced due to the lack of musical accompaniment, but everyone was still elated, and then the original Taoist priests began to be eager to try. In the end, Qingchen came out to dance a sword for everyone, and Yu Xuzi brought a guqin to accompany his apprentice. A set of elegant swordsmanship danced down and won a full house.

Qingchen thanked him, Hu Xueying walked on stage again, and said: "The next program, the song "When is the Bright Moon", the performer Zhu Xiaoyuan. ”

Zhu Xiaoyuan, who was wearing a white dress, walked up the steps and sang Faye Wong's song leisurely.

When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world.

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ,

At the end of the song, although the lyrics of Su Dongpo were full of enthusiasm for life and a positive Xiangshang spirit, the people who crossed the song fell silent. If those original Taoist priests here can still share Chanjuan with their relatives for thousands of miles at this moment, these people who have traveled through time and space can only share Chanjuan with their relatives for thousands of years, but they will never return to their hometown at the moment. I can only look at the bright moon in the sky, recalling those once familiar faces.

After thinking about it for a while, Yu Xuzi suddenly remembered a question. The lyrics of the song that Zhu Xiaoyuan sang just now seem to be the words of the first word card of a water tune song, and it is a very high-level song. Although Yu Xuzi is not good at poetry, he can still hear the quality of poetry. He recalled the lyrics again, and affirmed that this was a song, a wonderful song. But after thinking about it for a long time, I didn't remember who it was, so I stood up, came to Zhu Xiaoyuan, who had returned to my seat, and asked, "Sister Zhu Xian, if Brother Fool heard correctly, the lyrics you sang just now are the words of the song headpiece with water." This song "When Will the Bright Moon Exist" can be called a peerless masterpiece in terms of content. But it may be that the foolish brother was not good at school, but he can't remember whose work it is. I can't remember the author of such a good work, I really shouldn't be. So if Xian Mei knew the author, she would like to tell Brother Yu. ”

This time Zhu Xiaoyuan was asked, she, a fashion designer, didn't know anything about ancient poetry, and she sang this song because she liked Faye Wong, she didn't know who wrote the words, and she didn't know how to answer, so she subconsciously went to see her husband Zhao Dawei next to her. Zhao Dawei, who was sitting next to her, knew that this was a word written by Su Shi in the Northern Song Dynasty, but the problem was that it was the early years of the Later Zhou Dynasty, and it was far from the era in which Su Shi lived. And in his impression, this poem was written by Su Shi when he was middle-aged, and he was afraid that it would come out more than a hundred years later. Don't talk about Su Shi now, I'm afraid even Su Shi's grandfather hasn't been born yet. If he said that Su Shi wrote it, then this jade void old man would definitely ask Su Shi who he was, how could he never hear of such a wonderful word, and how would he answer when the time came.

He couldn't think of how to explain it for a while, so he couldn't help but look at Zhang Weixin, who was sitting a few seats to his left. He knew that Zhang Weixin was the most familiar with history and ancient literature in the crowd, and wanted this scholar to save him. In fact, he doesn't need to look at it, since Zhu Xiaoyuan sang this song, Zhang Weixin complained about this beautiful designer in his heart. The heart said that Designer Zhu, what song is not good for you to sing, you have to sing this one. Like the previous few people sang very well, although the song "Bright Moonlight in Front of the Bed" also sang poetry, but people sang Li Bai. If you sing Su Shi's words, if you don't do it well, it will attract the attention of a certain person who is a little proficient in literature and ink among these old people. But he had already sung it, and Zhang Weixin couldn't stop it halfway, so he could only start thinking about how to get this matter over, but he couldn't think of a good way for a while. When Yu Xuzi really asked Zhu Xiaoyuan the author's question, Zhang Weixin knew that this matter would eventually fall on his head. At this time, I found that Zhao Dawei looked at himself vigorously, although he kept turning various thoughts in his heart, his face did not show any abnormality, but pretended to taste tea with a cup of tea. As a result, this jade Xuzi old Taoist would be mistaken, thinking that this word was written by Zhang Weixin, so he asked thoughtfully: "Could it be that this word was made by Senior Brother Zhang?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone was stunned at first, and then Zhao Dawei hurriedly responded as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw: "Brother Dao guessed well, this poem was written by Brother Weixin." ”

As soon as he finished saying this, he originally listened to Yu Xuzi's speculation, but Zhang Weixin, who was in a static state, couldn't hold it back any longer, and squirted out the sip of tea he had just drunk with a "poof". Then he turned his head and looked at Zhao Dawei with very tangled eyes, he really didn't understand that this good brother who had always gotten along well with him, weishenme was going to hurt himself so much today. But Zhao Dawei turned a blind eye to his eyes and put on a look that it was indeed so. The most hateful thing is that before he can find an excuse to shirk, those buddies who usually call him brothers and sisters also echo loudly. Even Wang Kunjun, who has the most iron relationship with him and is like a brother, also smiled and nodded to Yu Xuzi frequently at this time, indicating that what Zhao Dawei said was right, but Zhang Weixin thought that this guy was smiling at this time.

So after strangling these "treacherous" guys to death 10,000 times in his heart, Zhang Weixin had to stand up with embarrassment on his face and arched his hand to Yuxuzi: "Yes, this poem was written by my younger brother when he was celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival overseas the year before last. The words are clumsy, and the senior brother laughs. ”

Hearing this, Yu Xuzi waved his hand again and again and said: "Senior brother is too humble, how can such a wonderful word be said to be a clumsy work." In the opinion of the foolish brother, although the poems are different, the literary style of the junior brother in the words is no worse than that of Li Du in the poetry. ”

Zhang Weixin heard him compare the level of this poem with Li Du, and he really didn't know how to answer for a while. If you want to say that it is not right, this Mr. Dongpo's fame is no less than that of Li Bai and Du Fu. If you want to say yes, wouldn't it be better to spread it in the future, and then you will become a master of poetry at the level of Li Du? Once there is a similar occasion, how should you face it? It's hard to copy it all the way, but it's contrary to your own values. After thinking about it, I didn't have a plan, so I had to vaguely accept it, and I talked about him left and right, and passed this jade void old way perfunctory. While secretly wiping the sweat from his head, he gritted his teeth and prepared to reason with his good brother after returning to the room.

However, although everyone sold Zhang Weixin in this poetry show, the homesickness was also relieved, and everyone began to continue to perform the show until the middle of the moon, when they returned to the room to rest.