During the Spring Festival, although it was already night, there was still an endless stream of people who came to worship, and there was a long queue outside the Taoist temple. Looking at the people in line, Shi Youliang said: "Sure enough, I shouldn't have come, so many people, when will I be able to worship, and besides, I don't want to visit." ”

Hearing him complain, Donglin gave him a slap on the back of the head and accused him: "Do you know what conscience is, so many people have opinions on you." Also, don't say that kind of thing here, come to the temple, beware of retribution. ”

Shi Liang immediately stopped talking, not because he was afraid that God would hear his complaints. But for Shi Youliang, it really hurt to be slapped by Donglin.

Wen Linxi interjected and followed Dong Lin to accuse: "That is to say, in addition to reading, you have opinions on what to do, and can you be good friends." ”

The rest of the people are also good when you attack me one sentence at a time, and everyone is targeted, and Shi Liang is very honest and shut up.

When they stopped talking, Shi Liang said: "You have to speak with your conscience, most of the time, the reason why I complain is because you force me to do something I don't want to do." From a human point of view, first of all, you are at fault, and I, not only did I not hold you responsible, but I also took responsibility with you after complaining. ”

Mu Sen stopped their argument and proposed, "It looks like it's still some time before we get our turn, let's do something to kill time." ”

Shi Youliang proposed: "Then one person reads a poem about the New Year, and then collectively selects the one with the worst choice, and the punishment is to give everyone a book they want." ”

The rest of the people unanimously cast contemptuous glances at him, and Lin Meng said: "I agree with one poem about the New Year, but I am against the punishment, and the punishment is to invite everyone to dinner." ”

The rest of them unanimously said, "Agreed." ”

Shi Youliang could only agree, because no one asked his opinion at all. The principle that the minority obeys the majority, and he can't agree with it if he wants to.

Wen Linxi called Shi Youyou: "Start with you." ”

Shi Youliang refused: "Why? ”

Wen Linxi said: "Because you are the first in line, it is natural to start with you, and you are the most difficult opponent in a group of people, so we form a common front, so naturally we want you to start first, and then choose the better than yours." ”

Shi Youyou had no choice but to speak: then Qu You's "Tu Su Wine"

The Purple Mansion Immortal gave the treasure prescription, and the new Zheng first allowed the young man to taste it.

The eight gods were ordered to adjust the gold tripod and rejuvenate in one go.

The gold liquid flows thousands of feet of wells at night, and the spring breeze dawns into the nine glows.

He counted the phoenix calendar from the beginning, and visited the drunken hometown with a cup every day.

Wen Linxi looked at Dong Lin, Dong Lin shook his head: "First time I heard it." ”

Wen Linxi said: "Me too, this poem seems to be a masterpiece, but I have never heard it." ”

Donglin said: "It's my turn, just look down on "Another New Year".

When the snake and dragon dance in the sky retreated, the spring sprouted and woke up.

Mei Lingqunfang broke through the winter at the beginning, and the wind sent cold and warm gradually stabilized.

The cypress smoke is approaching Chinese New Year's Eve, and the city is noisy and busy guarding the police.

The neighbors have been waiting for a housewarming for a long time, and they are full of relatives and friends. ”

Wen Linxi stared at Donglin and said unhappily: "You are absolutely deliberate, when you see Shi You, you read a poem that I haven't heard, and then you also read a poem that I don't know, you two, you owe a beating." ”

Of course, Dong Lin was not happy, and shouted to Wen Linxi: "Then what do you want, do you want me to discuss with you which one is more appropriate to read in order to cater to you?" ”

Wen Linxi nodded: "If you can, of course it's the best." ”

Donglin said: "You are so beautiful, what you think is really beautiful, do you think I am the kind of sensible girl, don't make trouble, such a thing, even if time is reversed, it is impossible to happen." ”

The quarrel between the two of her and me made Mu Sen impatient, and urged: "You two hurry up, don't show that you are special." ”

Wen Linxi called Li Ke'er: "Ke'er, beat him." ”

Li Keer asked in surprise: "Why me?" ”

Wen Linxi said: "Because of others, he will definitely fight back, but if it were you, he should be able to endure it." ”

For such a reason, Li Keer didn't know what to do, so she smiled and said, "But senior sister, you should also know that if it is a multiple-choice question, I will definitely be on his side." So, senior sister, you'd better hurry up. ”

Of course, Wen Linxi stopped joking with them, pondered for a while, and said: "Dai Shulun's "Except for the Night Stay at the Stone Station"

Who asks the hotel? The cold light is unique.

The year will come to an end, and thousands of miles will not return.

Sadly past, smiling at this body.

Sadness and declining sideburns, tomorrow is spring again. ”

Li Ke'er made a contemplative look and said to Wen Linxi: "Senior sister, you should choose a poem that is not very well known to people, just like Senior Shi and Senior Sister Donglin, otherwise, it will be easy for our art candidates." ”

Wen Linxi turned around and pinched her face, and said unhappily: "The implication is that I am not as educated as him." ”

Li Keer immediately retorted: "Senior sister, don't spew blood, I definitely don't mean that, I mean that you are studying literature, in order to distinguish yourself from our art candidates and junior high school students, you should read a difficult one." ”

Wen Linxi said: "What are you thinking in your head, shouldn't you read a song you like at this time?" ”

Li Ke'er looked like she was thinking and replied to Wen Linxi: "It's the same." He also said: "I still think you should read a poem with a higher difficulty, otherwise, if others can't understand the poem, it will always make people think that you are very cultured, just like the senior Shiyou, every time I can't understand his big truth, I feel 'so powerful'." ”

Wen Linxi couldn't help laughing, Shi Youliang said very seriously: "Ke'er, I'm listening here, if you say that, I'll be angry too." ”

Li Keer was a little flustered, and hurriedly explained: "I don't mean anything else, really, it's really that the senior is so powerful, he has read so many books and understands so many truths." ”

Of course, Shi Youliang knows that Li Keer is basically a harmless angel, and she is basically a pure and flawless girl who cares carefully about her own preferences, so she can be protected by so many people's likes and drinks.

However, since it was a joke, Shi Youliang didn't stop because he knew, and continued to find fault with Li Keer: "Yes, but how can I listen to your explanation, there are a lot of cover-ups, and there are some things that dare not be known." ”

Li Ke'er looked at Shi Youliang in surprise: "Senior, I have a really bad impression in your heart, it's so sad, Ke'er is sad, very sad." ”

Donglin said, "Ke'er, beat him." ”

The rest of the people unanimously stood on Li Ke'er's side: "Ke'er, you're welcome, beat him." ”

Shi Youliang always seems to be the target of everyone, Li Keer said distressedly: "Senior, don't find fault with everyone anymore, you don't see that no one is on your side." ”

It was like thinking about it, and said to Li Keer: "The so-called geniuses are all lonely." ”

Li Keer said: "Senior, although everyone admits that you are a genius, but you say it yourself, it really makes people feel 'too shameless'." ”

Li Keer also realized that everyone was joking with her and teasing her, so she had no scruples about arguing with them.

Donglin urged Li Ke'er: "Ke'er, don't quarrel with them, hurry up, it's your turn." ”

Li Keer said a little embarrassed: "Actually, there are only a few poems I have read, which are basically from textbooks. ”

Wen Linxi said: "It's okay, Ke'er, as long as it's a poem for the New Year, it's fine, in fact, who loses has been determined from the beginning." ”

Li Ke'er giggled twice: "Senior sister, although everyone knows it, it's really not good for you to say it." ”

Li Keer said: "Then I will study Wang Anshi's "Yuan Ri".

In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu.

Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one. ”

Cuteness is human justice, although it is a poem that everyone has learned, but several people gave her applause.

Li Ke'er blushed: "With you, I think I might be a pet." ”

Next is Mu Sen, Mu Sen said: "I'll just Bai Juyi's "Three Years of New Year's Eve".

Clear firelight, full of aroma of wine.

sneering at childish plays, the years are long.

In front of the book tent in the hall, the elders and young are combined into rows.

I'm the oldest, and I'm the second.

The seventieth issue is approaching, and the heart of Wan Yuan has been forgotten.

There is no less joy, and there is no sorrow.

Su Ping should be a layman, and Tsing Yi serves Meng Guang.

Husband and wife are facing each other, each sitting on a rope bed. ”

Hearing this poem, Shi Youliang and Donglin both looked forward as a matter of course.

"Three Years of Removing the Night", three years, is the time when Mu Sen fell in love with Dong Mu, and this poem is what Dong Mu was reading when they met, Dong Mu once said: "Three years is a very challenging time." Three years is even more sad than seven. Because for three years, everything in my heart is still ingrained. Maybe in seven years, everything will be different, but in three years, many things will still be the same, and many things will become different again. ”

At that time, they didn't understand the meaning of these words, but now, they can understand it deeply.

Three years is really a very testing time. Many people, three years is a lifetime, a lifetime of never seeing each other again, many things, three years is forever, three years have passed, many things have been buried in the depths of memory, and they will not be remembered again for a lifetime.

However, there are also some things, three years are just the beginning, but they have crossed a source in a long river.

Mu Sen fell in love with Dongmu like this, three years is just a starting point of his life, and this starting point extends infinitely, no one knows where it will end, and he himself doesn't know.

If the time is seven years, many things that I thought would not change, many things that are deeply rooted in the heart may have become numb and no longer worth pursuing, but three years, three years, is too short, short enough to forget many things.