Chapter 11 Where do we not meet?
started with Ah Yun: "The flowers are gradually disappearing, but they smell the fragrance and dye the clothes." ””
A Yun's position is next to the south is Luo Ling'er, and she received it without thinking: "Flying flowers splash jade, and the light rain is fragrant." ”
The next one is Liu Yu, the sister-in-law of Lord Liu: "Hibiscus flowers contain fog, and the road to the end of the world is splendid." ”
Next was Song Yue, who thought for a while: "The moon is full of plum blossom rain, and it doesn't lose a piece of incense." ”
The last one is sitting in the north of Yun Niang, the fifth word is the flower, which is simply the most difficult. I searched my mind through the verses I had learned in my previous life, and I couldn't remember that the fifth word was a flower.
I thought I could write poems like them, but I couldn't surpass them in height. I had to change the verses I had learned: "The jade beads are adorned with lotus flowers, like sweat and makeup." ”
"If you want me to say, it's still Ling'er's poems that are the best. Light rain, flying flowers, rain hitting the flowers drop by drop, isn't it just splashing jade? Song Yue looked at Ling'er and smiled.
"But it's because of the splash, I'm afraid it's not a light rain but a heavy rain!" Liu Yu looked at Song Yue with a little mockery.
"Then whose poems do you say are the best, don't you want to talk about yourself?"
"Song Yue, why are you so aggressive today. Everyone is just having fun drinking together, don't you have to be better than anything?"
"If you want me to say, it's okay to choose a leader. But we don't have a gentleman to judge, I think Yao'er's poems are good. Hibiscus morning dew, beauty makeup, it's really wonderful. Luo Linger looked at me gently, as if it wasn't me who openly criticized her comments a few days ago.
Ah Yun: "I also think Yao'er's poetry is wonderful, this round is led by Yao'er, can you?"
Liu Yu: "Yes." ”
Luo Linger continued: "Since the leader is elected, then we might as well change the way we play. Write a talent by the birthday star. Or according to the order just now, everyone will draw, what must be performed, and any one of the leaders will choose one person to compete, if they can beat the leader, Yao'er will have to eat and drink. If you lose, you should be punished with a cup. ”
"It seems that I have decided to eat this wine." Ah Yun said with a smile.
Luo Linger wrote a few talents, and Ah Yun kneaded them into a ball and put them in a box.
Ah Yun pumped first, only to see that she was a little nervous and reached in with her hand and pinched a paper ball out.
The maid reported: "The winner of the lottery dances one." ”
I saw Ah Yun say: "Please spare me, brothers and sisters, I haven't loved these things since I was a child." ”
"It's okay, Ah Yun, don't you know how to dance a sword? You can also do a sword dance. ”
Ah Yun's eyes moved, and after going down to change his clothes, he started the sword dance.
She danced the entrance song, and she looked very chic, but unfortunately I always felt that there was something shortcoming.
Finally, I suddenly thought that it was music!
However, there are no guqins or other musical instruments placed here. How can we make Ah Yun's dance more rhythmic and more like a dance?
I thought about it for a while, and felt that Yue Fei's "Man Jianghong" was very suitable, so I sang: "Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest." Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. ”
Everyone was a little surprised by the sound of my sudden opening, which showed that everything I sang exaggerated the atmosphere of war, and Ah Yun also changed her dance posture with the rhythm of my singing, which matched my singing.
"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad! ”
This sentence is very moving, and when it is sung to the emotional part, I repeat this sentence again: "Empty sorrow!"
Maybe it was my voice that infected the other people around me, and more and more people came around to watch Yun Niang's dance.
At this time, only the sound of a flute came from afar, and the sound was passionate and tragic.
I saw Luo Linger tidy up her clothes, and I also saw the person behind Luo Linger.
It was the noble man on the horse that I saw in the market that day.
The boy didn't look at it, but continued to blow to my rhythm.
So, as if inspired, I continued to sing: "Rather Xuan is ashamed, but it is still snowing." When the courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed! Drive a long car and step through the lack of Yanyun Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for the blood of the enemy. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”
The original word has been slightly modified. When she finished singing, Ah Yun gradually retracted her movements with my voice, her face was a little flushed and she was sweating slightly.
I gave her an approving look. When I was about to see the owner of the flute again, I realized that the owner was gone.