Silent Night Thoughts

The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

When this poem came out, Mr. Gu and the others were amazed by Tang Jian again, how many poems did this kid prepare?

Let's not talk about good calligraphy, let's take poetry as an example, this is really in line with the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival!

It's the Mid-Autumn Festival again, and it's the bright moon again.

Apparently this kid has done his homework before participating in the poetry meeting, right?

Or are these poems actually written by Lao Liu?

In order to let his prospective son-in-law shine at the poetry meeting?

Many people are so suspicious, if they didn't know Lao Liu, they found that Lao Liu's expression was as surprised and excited as everyone else, and even Lao Tian and Teacher Gu felt that the two poems written by Tang Jian in succession were created by Lao Liu.

Finished, put down the brush, Tang Jian began to say: "This song "Silent Night Thoughts", different people will appreciate different meanings! I would like to ask Mr. Gu, how do you think this poem should be translated? ”

Gu Lao didn't shirk it, and immediately replied: "The meaning of this poem is probably that the bright moonlight is sprinkled in front of the bed, as if there is a layer of frost on the ground. I couldn't help but raise my head, looking at the bright moon outside, and couldn't help but bow my head and ponder, thinking of my distant hometown. ”

This translation is almost the same as the meaning of the original translation, Tang Jian nodded and said: "Mr. Gu's translation is correct, because this poem does have this meaning, but there is another layer of very different meaning, I wonder if anyone on the scene can see it?" ”

Is there another layer that means something very different?

Isn't the meaning of this poem the same as what Gu Lao said?

How can there be another meaning?

People are a little puzzled, even Dad Liu doesn't know what medicine Tang Jian's stinky boy is selling in his gourd?

Lao Wang suddenly muttered disdainfully: "Make it up!" ”

"Huh! Could it be that Lao Wang has already seen the second meaning of this poem? ”

Tang Jian suddenly looked at Lao Wang, who looked unhappy with him, and then said, "That's right, just like Lao Wang thought!" As I said earlier, this poem has two meanings, one is the meaning of homesickness translated by Mr. Gu; The other reflects the ambivalence of prostitutes like Lao Wang when they go out to look for flowers and ask willows! ”

Ha?

Looking for flowers and asking willows?

Everyone was dumbfounded!

Lao Wang couldn't help but look angry, what does this bastard mean? I'm looking for you to be paralyzed, and I'm asking you for paralyzed willows!

Tang Jian said again: "It seems that there are still people who don't understand!" Sure enough, Chinese characters are broad and profound, and different people have different perceptions! Since Lao Wang is embarrassed to translate, then I will translate this second meaning for him! ”

"Which eye did you see that I wanted to translate this broken poem!" Lao Wang's face sank, this bastard is even more unhappy than the bastard surnamed Liu!

"Lao Wang, don't be embarrassed!"

Tang Jian smiled sinisterly and said, "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground." This line can also be translated as lying in front of the bed a stripped woman named 'Mingyue', whose skin is like a layer of frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. This refers to looking up at the girl named 'Mingyue', and then looking down and remembering his hometown wife! This is the breadth and profundity of Chinese characters!

This second meaning is no longer related to the moon and homesickness!

Instead, it describes the contradictory feelings that suddenly emerge in the hearts of late-night prostitutes like Lao Wang next door! ”

This layer of translation almost broke the waists of everyone on the scene!

Liu Yuyan couldn't help but roll her eyes, this little slut's drifting technique is already superb, if she hadn't listened to this translation, she really couldn't have imagined that such a good poem could be translated into such a meaning!

Dad Liu suddenly laughed: "Good boy! This translation is simply stunning! ”

Rage +180......

Rage +200......

Lao Wang's face was furious, looking at Tang Jian and Lao Liu, as if he wanted to strangle them.

In the live broadcast room.

Millions of netizens who watched the live broadcast kept swiping "666".

The car drifted so far that it almost threw them off.

Lao Tian also gloated, he was also very unhappy with Lao Wang's personality like Lao Liu, so seeing this guy deflated was a good thing for them to celebrate!

Lao Wang said coldly: "Who writes what poems!" Lao Liu, you have to take a good look at your prospective son-in-law, lest you get into trouble everywhere in the future and lose your old face! ”

Tang Jian smiled disdainfully: "For the sake of Lao Wang's concern so much, I have nothing to reciprocate, do I want to send you a poem as a thank you?" ”

Everyone else has already taken it, how can this old and young one be targeted? From the beginning to the present, the smell of gunpowder has not stopped!

Lao Wang said sarcastically: "As for your vulgar third-rate poems, let's keep them for your old man to enjoy them slowly at home!" ”

Lao Wang's emotional intelligence is no one.

Tang Jian said disdainfully: "Then Lao Wang, why don't you, a master who is not vulgar or third-rate, show your hand?" ”

Lao Wang secretly scolded in his heart, but the poems he prepared had nothing to do with the theme of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and if he took it out, he would naturally be laughed at by this kid and others.

I saw Tang Jian pick up the brush again, and mocked: "What is vulgar? What does it mean to be elegant? If there is no vulgarity, how can it be elegant? ”

When it was over, he wrote a limerick poem on paper:

Jiang Langcai panicked,

Jealousy can be disgusting.

There are no works by mainstream experts,

Don't dare to come on stage to compete.

No virtue, no talent, no face,

A dog barking with a mouth full of insolence! ”

After finishing the song, Tang Jian was still not happy, he moved a few steps, took another piece of paper, and wrote again:

"I am the leader of entertainment and arts, and I am the leader of contemporary rookies.

Although the grandmaster can't talk about it, it's better than someone on the scene.

Nowadays, someone has a narrow belly and is making a fuss about vulgarity.

When he heard the words, he provoked trouble, and his mouth was full of slander and arrogance.

It is necessary to know that art comes first, and don't use power to harm the virtuous! ”

After this one was written, Tang Jian's heart was much happier, 5000 anger is worth a poem, just the anger value of Lao Wang's father and son, and now they can be exchanged for two or three poems.

After all, the more careful and proud people are, the easier it is to get angry, from the beginning of scolding Lao Wang, the anger in Lao Wang's heart has not been calmed down until now!

Now, Tang Jian's two limerick poems have come out, which makes Lao Wang angry again.

Mother Liu looked at her daughter speechlessly, her eyes seemed to say: "Look at you as a man, you will do things!" ”

Liu Yuyan shook her head helplessly, looked at her gloating and smug father on the side, and replied with a look in her eyes: "It's not because you, the man, brought him badly!" ”

Putting down the pen, Tang Jian sneered and said: "Some people are vulgar on the surface, but they are very elegant in their hearts!" Some people are elegant on the surface, but they are even more vulgar than anyone else on the inside! These two inelegant limerick poems will be given to the equally inelegant old Wang seniors! ”

After speaking, Tang Jian then said: "Next, I will write another poem that is in line with the elegant temperament of the situation!" ”