"The crowd searched for her a thousand times: (he) identified the many women who walked by (but none of them were the ones he was waiting for). Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Suddenly, the man was in the dim light: when he turned around, he found his sweetheart standing in a dark place. ”

Although "Lights are gone" means that the lights are gradually dissipating, here we are talking about the ceremonial flowers falling from the sky, which have long been extinguished and dispersed when they are close to the ground, so even if there is a Ambilight on the head, the place where you stand is dim. ”

Although this poem is not as straightforward as it has just been, it is also extremely obscure, and it is not easy to understand. The old man in Confucian service thought and spoke. "It can also be explained by metaphor and substitution! In this death array, it seems to be prosperous, but he is looking for it everywhere!"

"Of course, it's not the person you're looking for, it's the exit. As soon as he looked back, the Holy Courtyard appeared, and the exit was revealed!"

"And I have another opinion, I think: the man standing in the lamplight is a kind of portrayal of himself. Because it was Yan Duyi, he was not reused, Wen Taowu couldn't show it, and he had an incomparably melancholy feeling in his heart, so he could only enjoy himself alone. is also like the person standing outside the lively atmosphere, giving people a sense of being high and unconventional, reflecting the style of Coats who refuse to go along with the dirt after being cold. ”

The whole text mainly uses contrasting expressions to express the author's pursuit of not being in the same stream as the world (the poet's persistence and hardship in the pursuit of ideals). Isn't this poem chanting about itself?"

"So Yan Junhong wrote this poem not only to find an outlet, but also to be able to complain!" the big guy understood.

"Needless to say. The old man had no choice but to reply. "As soon as this word comes out, there will be no masterpieces on the Shangyuan Festival!"

"What is it, yes is no, it is not! Is it or not?" the big guy was unhappy.

"This~~ is only known to the person concerned. The old man in Confucian service said helplessly. This word cannot be spoken, and when it is spoken, it becomes a painting snake, destroying the priceless and happy and poignant beauty of life. ”

"That's right!" the big guy didn't embarrass him. "Let's do the next one!"

"This "Traveling to Shanxi Village" is a lyrical poem about travel. The old man explained.

"The first couplet renders a bumper harvest and joyful atmosphere in the countryside in the harvest year, describes the harvest year, and the warm and hospitable conduct of the farmers. ”

This sentence depicts the mountains and rivers, the grass and trees are gradually enriched, and the winding mountain paths are becoming more and more difficult to recognize. The profound philosophy of Ben Lianfu is in the depiction of natural scenes, and the metaphor of predicament often contains hope. And at that time, just as Yan Junhong earnestly hoped in the maze, a way out could be revealed. ”

"The neck couplet not only writes the cheerfulness of the Spring Society, but also expresses the simplicity and loveliness of the folk customs. The last couplet writes that the poet looks forward to having time to travel by moonlight at night in the future, and comes to visit at any time on crutches, expressing the poet's heartfelt love and reluctance for rural life. On the surface, it seems that Yan Dujiu is reluctant to give up the idyllic scenery, presumably when he is young and vigorous, but he has never met talents, and he is depressed! However, this is not the case, this pastoral is not the Holy Courtyard, he has received warm hospitality here, and he is grateful for a while, and his affection is deep, this is a rare sense of belonging! The Holy Courtyard is a holy place that is difficult for him to leave......

“......”

If Yu Hui is here, he will be dumbfounded again, no matter what poems he does, he will be pulled by you as "Huai Cai is not met" and then pulled on the banner of "Holy Courtyard", saying that this is a good place, there is a sense of belonging, the Holy Courtyard cherishes talents, and the Holy Courtyard is your home......

Well, then I should love my home!

Yu Hui was speechless.

Being a celebrity is so tiring, and all kinds of behaviors have been guessed thousands of times.

Alas~~

The sequelae of copying poems......

"Well, then this Yan Junhong is really not in vain!" the big guy nodded. "It's a bit far from me, though. ”

"Ahem~~" The old man in Confucian clothes was a little embarrassed when he heard this.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Ahem~~ Nothing. ”

"It's okay, then tell me about this song again. ”

After the big guy finished speaking, the old man in Confucian clothes saw several rows of golden words floating in the air.

"This ......"

"This is the manuscript of the poem in the hand of the one named Feng Wan Yuan a few days ago, this is indeed something that someone else wrote to her, how about you show me the poem of Yan Junhong now?" the big guy said casually.

"Oh, good~~"

The old man in Confucian service had also heard about that incident, and many academicians of the Southern Academy were punished.

He also heard that the poem was the best in the world!

It's just that since the big guy Shengju, everyone knows that this is a forbidden area, and everyone who knows each other keeps silent.

Even if you whisper behind your back, you can't avoid the eyes and ears of the big guy, do you want to mix up with the Holy Courtyard?

After that, everyone knew that it was as if it had never happened.

However, what everyone knows is that the academicians of the parties are still being punished, and every time they think about it, it is unforgettable.

The old man in Confucian service was a little happy when he saw this psalm again.

After carefully reading it several times, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and it became more and more intense!

"This word should be the best of Tanabata!" the old man in Confucian clothes became solemn.

"What do you mean, the poetry of Tanabata is the most powerful one, right?" the big guy asked.

"Well, so to speak. The old man said.

"Just now you said that Yan Junhong's song is the most powerful in the Shangyuan Festival?" the big guy asked.

"That's true. The old man nodded.

"Then who is more powerful in these two songs...... the big guy asked.

"Uh~~"

Except for the first time I came here to interpret the poems for the big guy, there was no such situation in the future, and the old man in Confucian service couldn't answer for a while.

It's as if someone asked him, who is more beautiful, Xi Shi or Zhaojun?

"Forget it, you can explain this poem to me first!" said the big guy.

"Yes. ”

The old man in Confucian service is a dedicated model again, and his expression is extremely serious. "Nineteen Ancient Poems" cloud: 'The river is clear and shallow, a few times different from each other? This poem is close at hand, and it seems that even the other party's expression and voice are in the eye. But this person found another way and wrote 'Yinhan traveled all the way to the dark'. I would like to think that this is a failure! But when I look closely, I find that I have a preconceived idea! This person is definitely a great talent! A genius! A ghost!!"

"He used the word 'far away' to describe the vastness of the Milky Way, and the cow girl was far away. In this way, the feelings are deep, highlighting the pain of lovesickness. It is not easy to see each other by separating two people who love each other! He also pointed out the meaning of "Qixi Festival" with the word "secret crossing," and at the same time closely followed the word "hate"! After all, they traveled all night and traveled thousands of miles to meet each other. (To be continued.) )