One hundred and twenty-four flag pavilion race poetry

"The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

Hearing these two words, Chen Lihua only felt that her ears were ringing, her mind was unstable, and she almost couldn't stand for a while, and there was only one thought in her mind:

Who is a traitor?

But the situation no longer allowed her to think too much, Xiao Ming finished groaning, everyone applauded, and even more wild and unruly people directly drank a big cup, and did not forget to shout: "Just these two sentences, the bento should be a big white!" ”

Xiao Ming looked at Chen Lihua with a look of admiration and eagerness, and warmly invited: "Please also ask Chen Cainu to sit down quickly." ”

Chen Lihua looked at Xiao Ming's sincere face, and quietly glanced towards the seat, every seat in the word meeting was very particular, and it was arranged in strict accordance with the status and status. Sitting too far forward, in the eyes of others, it is undoubtedly too high a self-esteem, which will cause dissatisfaction among everyone present, although of course she deserves to be a princess, but since she hides it, she can't choose the front position. Go back, sit between men, and it will make people feel indecent, sit in the end, and be faintly weak, not to mention that the last person is the lowest status, this kind of person is the most inferior and sensitive, in case he can't stand the embarrassment of not having a position, he will be angry and walk away, and he will have to bear the stigma of destroying the atmosphere of the poetry club.

Looking at Xiao Ming's smile, Chen Lihua didn't understand what the hell this person was doing. She didn't believe that there was no name on the roster below just now that he didn't instruct her, and just now she threw the pot to him, but he endorsed himself and gave herself a foreign identity, which would undoubtedly make it much more convenient for herself. What kind of name is this playing? Keep somebody at arm's length? Or carrots and sticks? And he is messing around here, what is the head of the Xiao family on the throne in a daze? They are in a difficult situation, but in the end, they don't lose face if they don't handle it properly?

Chen Lihua smiled slightly, and pointed directly: "How about the concubine sitting there?" ”

Everyone turned their heads, and there was no sound. Chen Lihua was referring to the position behind the main seat, which was empty, but it was indeed a good position.

"The concubine thought, if you sit around your sons, it will add a little unnecessary embarrassment, it is better to let the sisters of Cuiwei Pavilion and me come here to sit together, so that you can see the heroic posture of your sons. In addition, just composing poems, it's too boring, it's better to wait for the sisters to choose a favorite word to read, all the talents on the list, is the winner, if there can be more than one favorite, it is the winner of the winner. How is it? ”

The expressions on the faces of the sons present changed, Chen Lihua looked at the scholars and talents who seemed to be performing Sichuan opera, and everyone was eager for someone to jump out and pass this proposal quickly, but everyone still had to pretend to be reluctant, after all, do you have to be polite to read people.

The mascot Xiao family head who was sitting on the main seat spoke, he stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Wonderful, wonderful." ”

"Is that impolite?" Some people think it's inappropriate.

The pale-faced old man waved his sleeves generously: "Since it's a grand event, everyone is relaxed, so why not?" I can't say that today's word will be this move, but it will become a good story in the future, which is a beautiful talk. ”

The subordinates listened to the dispatch and went to Cuiwei Pavilion to find the little ladies. When everyone sat down, a scholar persuaded again: "If a woman shows up, is it a loss of grace, it is better to cover her face with a screen, and to do both things, what is it?" ”

"You might as well do it, I don't know, the beauty is on the side, you boys will also be a lot more active, and it is only right to do more good words to help the fun." The head of the Xiao family still looked kind, "Such a good day, don't say anything about such a bad scenery." Anyone who wants to perform one or two, now is the time. ”

"In that case, Xiaosheng is ugly." A scholar was already drunk, lying barefoot on his side on a futon, and sang loudly:

"In the past, I played a at night, and there were few stars and silver Hanyao.

The moon is full and surplus is like the night before, who stands alone in the middle of the night.

The southern barbarian barbarian soldiers are falling, and the drought is thousands of miles of demons in the water.

We should pity the head of Qian, and don't make the world high. ”

"Good poetry! Good poetry! "With his playmates, he should be reconciled." When respecting and admiring the wind and moon, he still does not forget to worry about the country and the people, and his younger brother admires such a mind. A toast to you. ”

Some people squeezed their eyebrows, "Look at the little lady over there, someone has already been moved by your poems, and when they can transcribe it on paper, they will definitely be on the list." Tonight, the good story spreads, Brother Jinghe, you are going to become famous. As soon as these words came out, the women sitting upright covered their eyebrows with thin sleeves, and Fan Dai blushed.

The scholar lying on his side was indifferent to this favor, and cried out sadly: "The country is shaking, what heart do I have on this child's affection? Every time I think of the devastation in various places and the frequent reports of disasters, I feel sad. He lamented loudly, and he looked worried.

It's true, if you don't look at it slantingly, it's almost all whites. Chen Lihua sneered in her heart, this is a good time, the little girls who can come here to listen are either rich or expensive, and they are all innocent, their performance is brilliant, and they can please one person, then they will gain fame and fortune in the future, and their official fortune will be prosperous, how can this not make some students excited?

Someone takes the lead, the banquet will be lively, you and I will be a poem, first with poetry, and then there will be friends to throw bricks and jade, praise the highlights, and then the lyricist and poet will talk eloquently, from the floods in the south of the Yangtze River, to the drought in the west, from the turmoil in the southwest, to the undercurrent of the emperor in the middle of the court for many days. The silver plate hangs horizontally, the people under the moon are like jade, and the graceful scholars of the past are even more extreme today, and the crowd is passionate without damaging their clothes, talking about literature first, and then talking about current affairs, and they are all pillars - if they don't turn their heads to look at the little ladies with blushing faces if they are fine.

The topic became hotter and hotter, and some people finally found out, in fact, where do the little ladies know about these current events? At most, I heard a few words from the people around me. As long as you have enough friends and are smart, you are the brightest star tonight.

Incense curling, there are little ladies who have not been out of the pavilion, the top brands of the defloration building invited at a high price have not been able to show up from beginning to end, sitting behind the screen, slowly playing the zither music to help the fun, one and two hours are two hours, exhausted, and racking their brains to think of the right tune.

"The atrium is white arboreal jackdaw, and the frost is thick and silent, and the wet osmanthus is silent.

The remnants are cold and wet morning dew, and the dead vines and old trees are broken.

After 3,000 days, he still sings Donghua with hairpins.

Tonight, the moon is bright, and the people are looking at it, and they are thinking about who they are. ”

The atmosphere was stagnant, everyone looked at it dissatisfied, and an old man with half a hundred hair lay on the table, as if crying.