0033 West Lake Poetry Club

The maid "hey" and said, "Then who, what are you doing there?" ”

Lu Xiaoyu deliberately waited here, just wanting to attract the attention of the two.

Miss Chen is a famous talented woman, if she can make two poems in front of her and make her appreciate, it should be more than enough to be a teacher...

"But whose teacher are you doing? Is it the second Miss Chen family? ”

Lu Xiaoyu turned around, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "Shicai looked at this well, which made me realize, so I have been wandering here for a long time, and I didn't realize that Miss was approaching, if you are presumptuous, please forgive me." ”

Chen Rou said "oh" and said, "What have you learned?" ”

"Sitting in a well and watching the sky, it is said that the sky is small, and the sky is not small." Lu Xiaoyu thought lightly, he pointed to the well and said: "I originally thought that the frog at the bottom of the well had little knowledge and small vision, but after thinking about it today, I didn't think so..."

Chen Rou's face showed curiosity, and she smiled: "Then let's hear it..."

"People say that the child is not a fish and knows the joy of fish. Even if he is in the vast sea, compared to the universe, it is only a drop in the ocean, if someone says that the frog at the bottom of the well, the vision is small, the knowledge is short, then he himself is not the same, looking up in the universe, can only see a drop in the boundless sea of stars, what is the difference between that and the frog at the bottom of the well? ”

Chen Rou nodded thoughtfully, motioning for him to continue, Lu Xiaoyu continued: "If I look at the sky at the bottom of this well, then the sky I see is different from the sky seen by frogs..."

Chen Rou said: "This statement is wrong, that day is impartial, eternal and unchanged, they are all looking at the sky at the bottom of the well, how can it be different?" ”

Lu Xiaoyu waved his hand and smiled: "The frog's world is limited to this well, and this "square inch" is its world, so it can see this world more thoroughly than we do..."

Chen Rou was silent in thought, and the maid said, "How can you see it?" ”

Lu Xiaoyu said to the maid: "Girl, have you heard the story of Jia Dao's scrutiny?" ”

How could she know so much about a maid, but she shook her head. But Chen Rou said: "Jia Dao went to Beijing for the first time. One day, I got a sentence on a donkey: "The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon." "I wanted to push the word, and I wanted to make the word "knock", and the refining was undecided, so I chanted on the donkey, and the trend of leading the hand to scrutinize, and the audience was surprised. ”

Lu Xiaoyu said: "It's still the eldest lady who is very knowledgeable......

Chen Rou said: "Those people only know that his leading hand on the back of a donkey is weird and different from ordinary people, but in his own opinion, he focuses on the trend of scrutiny and focuses on scrutiny, which is no different." ”

Lu Xiaoyu said: "So everyone has their own focus, if you don't understand it, you will see it as a small vision, short knowledge, and not necessarily accurate." ”

Chen Rou looked at Lu Xiaoyu with a slightly different look at her at this time, she likes to communicate with talented and knowledgeable people, this time listening to him, she only felt a little depressed in her heart and suddenly opened up, she couldn't help but bow and said: "It's really better to listen to your words, it's better than reading ten years..."

Lu Xiaoyu was proud in his heart, and said with a bow: "Ashamed, ashamed..."

Chen Rou: "But the poem you read by the well seems to have nothing to do with what you have understood, is there any other purpose in it?" ”

Lu Xiaoyu said: "When I woke up from my realization, I saw a full moon in the well, and I couldn't help but think of the past, and sighed and chanted this poem. ”

"Xiaosonggang, the moon is like frost, people are like fluttering flowers and wounds, more than ten years, three thousand years, I hope goodbye will not be forgotten..."Chen Rou read this poem again, Lu Xiaoyu couldn't help but feel that she remembered well, he only chanted once she remembered...

Chen Rou smiled and said, "The poem is good, I like it..."

After speaking, he led the maid away, but after just a few steps, he stopped, looked sideways, and said, "Seeing that you have also read, let's go to tonight's poetry party..."

Lu Xiaoyu was stunned, and the maid sneered: "Why don't you keep up?" ”

………

Late in the evening, the bustle of the West Lake is gradually reaching a critical point, and the carriage comes all the way, and gradually slows down after arriving at the lake.

With Chen Rou's frame, Lu Xiaoyu, who was sitting next to the groom, sat and watched the swaying firelight passing by left and right, while listening to the "driving" sound of the groom driving the horse, and listening to the noise around him, so lively and prosperous.

When we arrived at the ferry, the road ahead was crowded with people, and the carriage began to look like it was in the mire, and seeing the crowd in front of it, the groom had to stop and say, "Miss, it's not easy ahead..."

Chen Rou lifted the curtain and looked at it: "Okay, I'll get off here, you can wait here..."

The groom answered "yes" and hurriedly put down the pedals, and Lu Xiaoyu got out of the car first and waited beside him.

Watching the crowd come and go, I saw dragon dancers passing by, and I heard the singing from the green building on the other side of the lake. This place is already very lively, but it is still slightly inferior to the Confucius Temple.

Fortunately, Miss Chen didn't go to the Confucius Temple, and Lu Xiaoyu was secretly happy.

Next to the ferry is a pedestrian street, about five or six miles long from north to south. This piece of riverside street, is the most brilliant pearl of the city of Hangzhou, this night a row of fiery red lanterns neatly lined up, printed with a red light on the lake, all kinds of exquisite lanterns on the street, and the cruise ship in the lake is far away. Countless talented and beautiful people chanted across the river, and Lu Xiaoyu, who watched it, had a lot of expectations.

"I want to see what kind of reputation this poetry club has..."Lu Xiaoyu thought to himself.

Get on the Chenfu painting boat, slowly sail into the middle of the lake, and gradually become the most dazzling cruise ship in the lake.

Lu Xiaoyu only felt that the two banners on the left and right sides of the eaves of the boat, "The spring breeze is not as good as you, and the five mountains of the Tianshan Mountains are known." "Extremely well written.

"I don't know who it is."

The maid didn't know when she appeared beside her and said, "Of course it's the eldest lady..."

"Oh", Lu Xiaoyu said: "It seems that Miss's name as the number one talented woman in Jiangnan is not false..."

The maid said, "Of course... It's much better than what you are, I hope we don't forget each other..."

Lu Xiaoyu smiled and said, "Of course...", but in this situation, I want to sing a song for the girl, I don't know if the girl wants to listen to it?

"Ahh The maid said...

It doesn't matter, the good sentence is even natural, and it has been hung on the lips without vomiting or unhappy, so the girl will listen to it patiently...

The maid's cheeks suddenly turned red, this was the first time she had seen someone compose a poem for her, so she looked at Lu Xiaoyu with a pair of bright eyes, looking forward to it.

I only heard Lu Xiaoyu chanting: "The three lotus lotus floating pools, the raft can have silk, the dew drops are wet and the sand is blue, and the twilight is quiet and lonely." ”

The maid listened in a fog, but she didn't realize it, and looked at Lu Xiaoyu with a happy face.

Lu Xiaoyu smiled "hehe" and said, "Does the girl still like it?" ”

The maid nodded, she was carefully tasting the poem, she had been by Chen Rou's side for so long, and she had a little foundation.

I wanted to tease this girl a few more words, but I saw Li Jiangang's appearance in the field of vision, and slowly sailed over with a few merry sons on a flat boat, and a few people got on the painting boat.

"This girl shouldn't have a crush on that Li Jiangang, right? Lu Xiaoyu thought to himself.