Qin Xuan looked at Qianwen's delicate face and asked with some doubts, "Things shouldn't be that simple, right......?"

Qianwen nodded very definitely and said: "It's very simple! It's very simple to break up, you just need to think about what is most suitable for you now, not with those troublesome troubles as the protagonist." As long as it is something or an idea that does not meet these two criteria, it will be eliminated or discarded immediately. ”

Feng Yang rolled his eyes and said in his heart: It's simple, don't you know that there are still many people in this world who have always had a hard time making up their minds about choosing this kind of thing.

Feng Yang touched his chin thoughtfully, and muttered in a low voice: "It seems that there is still some kind of choice difficulty that Si Chen said in his mouth......

As for Feng Yang's whispering, Qianwen naturally didn't hear it clearly, Qin Xuan, who was sitting in front of Feng Yang, although he heard what Feng Yang said clearly, but for the sake of a small revenge, Feng Yang, who was often embarrassed by himself, Qin Xuan naturally snubbed Feng Yang's thoughts.

Si Chen's serious face was immersed in his own thoughts, letting the breeze blow his hair.

Si Chen knows that through thinking and practicing renunciation, people will re-examine their relationship with their hearts, from focusing on things to focusing on themselves - do I need it, once I start to think, and devote myself to replacing all the "unwanted, unsuitable, uncomfortable" things or ideas around them with "needed, suitable, comfortable" things or ideas, they can make their own space refreshed, and will also improve the spiritual environment, from the outside to the inside, completely renewed.

Therefore, the path of cultivation is also like this. Keep giving up, keep setting off, until you reach a place where no one can reach.

Si Chenxin said: Through the practice of renunciation, people will empty their space, empty their distractions, live a simple and refreshing life, and enjoy a free and comfortable life. That's the best state for a practitioner!

Si Chen muttered to himself: "Nange! It's really different! It's unique, it's convincing!"

Qianwen looked at Si Chen with a smile, his eyes were shining, "Si Chen, your vision is not bad!"

Si Chen smiled and said, "It's okay!"

Wandering in the sea of clouds, it feels extraordinary.

Si Chen couldn't help but think of the poems he had read before, and while thinking about it in his heart, he unconsciously chanted, "The smoke is green in Wuliufang, and the clouds are red on Baihuazhou." Xiao Xiao's white hair and two decaying men do not dream with the times. Throw the Linfu Tiger Festival, wander the river and the moon forest wind. Everything in the world turns empty, as if it does not move. ”

Qin Xuan blinked his eyes, looked at Si Chen, and said with disgust: "A young man who is not very old, if he wants to say old-fashioned and frustrating words, it is really very annoying!"

Qianwen still smiled and said, "I think Si Chen's poem is good! Si Chen, is this a poem you made?"

Si Chen shook his head lightly and said gently: "No, I read it in a book and I have an impression." ”

Qianwen continued to chat with Si Chen and said, "This poem is really good. Wuliufang and Baihuazhou in the first two sentences of this word Although I have never heard of these places, I still think it should be a very beautiful place!

Si Chen did not answer Qianwen's inquiry, but was quietly in the casual feeling of watching the wind and clouds.

In order to avoid Qianwen's embarrassment, Situ Sishi had no choice but to speak: "Little brother Qianwen, what you said is excellent. Although I have never heard of the place depicted in the mouth of the lyricist. But I think the feeling of you and me tasting poetry should be the same. In this poem, the lyricist first writes about what he sees in his residence: the willows are as green as smoke, verdant and green, and the scenery is smooth. This is a view of the ground. The sky is red clouds, gorgeous and brilliant. This is a heavenly scene. A picture of the scenery of the mountain village at sunset unfolds in front of you. ”

Qianwen looked at Situ Sishi happily, with a look of hating each other, and said: "What Miss Situ said is very true, and there is only one end of this poem, and the beautiful scenery should be more than that." There are willows and flowers in the place name, and the willow is green and wet, which shows its profundity more and more; the flowers are dyed with red, and it is beneficial to see its delicateness. The ingenious description of the lyricist is intoxicating!"

Qin Xuan looked at Qianwen's appearance of wanting to introduce Situ Sishi as a confidant, secretly glanced at Si Chen, smiled evilly, and participated in the conversation between Situ Sishi and Qianwen.

Qin Xuan said: "'Xiao Xiao has white hair and two decays, and he does not dream with the people of the time', I think this verse really doesn't feel good. ”

Qianwen looked at Qin Xuan curiously and asked, "Your Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, if you have any unique opinions, you might as well talk about it." ”

Qin Xuan smiled awkwardly and said, "I don't dare to be unique, I do have one or two opinions." As we all know, "Xiao Xiao" means snub and refers to gray hair. At this time, the poet sighed to himself that he was old, the years were faltering, and the world was not normal. And who is the 'two decaying men' to be? Who is there other person besides the lyricist himself?"

Qianwen smiled and said, "What's so bothered about this. Naturally, she won't be the wife of the lyricist!"

Situ Sishi smiled, Qin Xuan waved his hand and said, "Why don't you see your sweetheart!"

For Qin Xuan's sudden nonsense, which really made Qianwen's heart feel a little subtle, Qianwen smiled and said: "Because you yourself are talking about 'two decaying Weng'!

Situ Sishi covered her mouth and chuckled.

Qin Xuan blushed, but fortunately, he was cheeky and said indifferently: "Little brother Qianwen, it makes sense, in this poem, the first three sentences are written as a narrative of the scene, which is soothing and soothing. The fourth sentence "don't dream with the people", but the mood has turned a little to passion. ”

At this moment, Qianwen agreed with Qin Xuan's words very much, "His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, I finally said a wonderful word. ”

The boat swayed gently above the sea of clouds, Feng Yang frowned and looked at Si Chen, and sighed silently in his heart, he only felt that Si Chen's back had changed and carried a lot of him, even if the performance was light, in fact, there were many struggles in his heart!

Feng Yang looked at Situ Sishi, Qin Xuan, and Yan Yan between Qianwen, and felt that Si Chen was really disobedient sitting between them!

For their enthusiastic exchange, Feng Yang looked at Si Chen, and couldn't help but interject and said, "Words are good words!"

Qin Xuan glanced back at Feng Yang, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng Yang, it seems that there is something to say, it is better to tell me where you think this word is good!"

Feng Yang naturally heard Qin Xuan's ridicule, but Qin Xuan may not know that since he was a child, he was trapped in a square inch like the broken book building in the Sifu, and he was also forced by Yuyang to read a lot of books!

Feng Yang cleared his throat and said very pretendedly: "There are five or six sentences in the words, 'throwing the Lin Fu Tiger Festival, wandering the river, the moon and the forest wind', as we all know, the Lin Fu and the Tiger Festival are generally tokens for the king to dispatch troops, and the recipient has a special honor. And the words are very resolute. It can be seen that the lyricist is a person with a high character. ”

Qianwen suddenly looked at Feng Yang with an extremely appreciative gaze, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Brother Feng has a lot of insights into appreciating poems and words!

Feng Yang coughed flatteredly, and Situ Sishi, in order to avoid the atmosphere being too embarrassing, said: "'Throwing the Lin Fu Tiger Festival', it can be seen that the lyricist is a loyal festival, he does not please the world, and he does not fit in with the world, he is so awe-inspiring and righteous, and he rushes straight to Xiaohan." ”

Qianwen said with a smile, "I feel this way too, Miss Situ, it's really my confidant!"

Hearing Qianwen say such words, Si Chen's brows furrowed deeply, he glanced at Qianwen, and finally said nothing Continue to look up at the wind, look at the clouds, and look at the sun......

Qianwen continued: "Miss Situ, I just said the fifth sentence, then I will taste the sixth line of poetry." The sixth sentence "wandering the river and the moon and the forest wind" is implicitly consistent with the first and second sentences. The first and second sentences write the twilight of the clear river, and this one writes the evening scene. After interpolating the past, the lyricist then writes about the mood of the present and now. The moon is clear and the wind is clear, and the forest is leisurely and wandering. ”

Qin Xuan said in surprise: "The feeling of wandering in the forest may be the same as the feeling we feel wandering in the sea of clouds at the moment!

Feng Yang pursed his lips, smiled helplessly, and said: "The first reading seems to be leisurely and elegant, but in fact, the mood of the lyricist is not calm. ”

Feng Yang said such words, saying that it was for the sake of jokes Qin Xuan didn't know how to pretend to understand It was one thing Actually, what he wanted to say was that under Si Chen's seemingly calm appearance, there should be a lot of unpeace!

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Yang looked at Si Chen again, and Situ Sishi also looked at Si Chen with concern.

The atmosphere suddenly calmed down, which made Si Chen a little uncomfortable, he looked at Qianwen in front of him, looked at himself with an inquiring gaze, smiled numbly, and looked back at Situ Sishi, but saw her face full of lawsuits, and saw that Fengyang's face was gloomy, and Qin Xuan also looked at him with a strange expression.

Si Chen fumbled with his fingers a little helplessly, in order to ease the strange atmosphere, Si Chen said with a smile: "Shicai, you taste poetry, which makes me feel a lot in my heart!"

Qianwen asked curiously, "Oh, I don't know Si Chen, do you have any new feelings?"

Si Chen groped the pad of his middle finger with his thumb, and said with a smile: "There is a poem that says: Being treasured by the bright moon, the world is turbid and I don't know, I gallop and ignore it." The "bright moon", the name of the pearl, actually borrows the sound of the word "Ming", which means that his behavior is bright and fair, and the noble meaning of "moon" is used to describe the nobility of his sentiments. In this poem, and in the sentence "wandering in the river and the moon and the forest wind", walking in the forest and wandering and sighing, it can be said that the world is the same, the feelings are the same, and the meaning is the same. ”

Qianwen felt that Si Chen's words were really good!