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In a teahouse in the west of the city, it is a resting place for passers-by, and a small gathering place for three friends and two friends.

Although the spirits are heroic, relatives and friends have a drink of three or two glasses, what goes down is the wine, what rises is warmth, and what sublimates is friendship;

The tea is also pleasant, looking at the curly leaves stretching in the hot water, and the mood is also relaxed!

Wine is a toast, tea is a unique taste.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. ”

In the teahouse, a storyteller standing in the middle of the high platform is reading a poem full of emotion. I don't know if it's because it's really rehearsed, but the effect of this poem is very good after it comes out. The charm and emotion are all on the surface.

Most of the guests at the table below were looking up at the storyteller.

Drinking tea and chatting here, some of them are elegant. And most of them are not young, and they all have some insight and have read a few books.

Naturally, you can hear that this is a good poem!

But these people are all at the bottom after all, and they don't have much appreciation in literature.

As for the meaning of the whole poem, it seems to be understood or not.

People who are really talented don't come here, and people who come here don't have much talent.

After the storyteller read the poem, he looked around proudly, sold it like a pass, and tasted a sip of tea.

There are many people below who can only be anxious and coax. "Lao Hu, don't be scared, explain to the masters......"

"What do you stink and beautiful there, and you didn't write it, tell me ...... below."

"Are you still talking? Pull your goatee and make a brush, believe it or not?"

......

The storyteller has a thick goatee and always likes to touch his beard and pretend to be elegant. Everyone only remembers that his surname is Hu, and the old Hu and the old Hu are called, and over time they have forgotten his real name Hu Hansan.

Most of the people sitting below are regulars, and it is not polite to push them up.

Lao Hu smiled reservedly, and wanted to sell Guanzi again to raise his appetite, but there were already people below who couldn't wait and began to throw melon seeds, persimmons and other snacks.

Lao Hu covered his face a little embarrassed, and said busily: "Don't worry, don't worry, don't you talk about it......

There was another commotion below, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

Yu Hui, who was sitting in the corner, looked at the lively situation below, and also smiled easily.

There are also a lot of pastimes in ancient times, and this storyteller talks about the grotesque wild history, celebrity anecdotes, and rumors...... It's another day.

"This poem is lonely, elegant, and meaningful......," Lao Hu paused below, remembering that the man had explained that before the translator began to explain, he had to explain the author's background to make it easier to understand, and the most important thing was to deduct money if he didn't do so. "This poem is made by a poor student, this person's surname is Yan Junhong, because he lives in Nanyang, he is called Nanyang Jushi!

It is said that this person has the talent to go through the heavens and latitudes, and the strategy of governing the country and the world. Yan Nanyang ploughed in Nanyang, lived in troubled times, and did not seek to reach the princes......"

After thinking about it seriously for a while, he confirmed that he had memorized this line, so Lao Hu took another sip of tea and continued to explain the poem, but there was already a mess below.

"Poor students, rich in literature and martial arts, and rich in martial arts since ancient times, no wonder this poem is so good......"

"Yan Nanyang, I haven't heard of this person, it seems that I am lonely and unheard, this is really a long time to see......"

"How does this poem sound so simple?"

“......”

"Smack!"

The storyteller Lao Hu picked up the startling wood and slapped it on the table, and the crisp and loud sound immediately suppressed all the noise.

"Do you say it or do I say it!" said Lao Hu dissatisfied. "If you understand you!"

Lao Hu was a little nervous after speaking, and subconsciously secretly looked at the corner.

I'm going to thunder you!

Qin Shaozhuang hurriedly lowered the brim of his hat, and also looked at the route, ready to jump out of the window and run away at any time!

This Nima ****, why don't you say it out loud without three hundred taels of silver here, you are not a sailor I hire!

Fortunately, I got a "Yan Junhong" vest, so I was prepared.

I'm baffled.

"You said you ......" The people below were a little embarrassed, and hurriedly nodded back.

Lao Hu saw that he suppressed the spectators below, was in a good mood, and said proudly: "This poem is meaningful, it seems to be quite easy to understand, but it is not simple to say, there must be many people who can't understand it." I'll explain it to you. ”

No one spoke, and they all pricked up their ears and listened. Only when you understand it can you go back and show off to the others.

If you can only memorize one or two lines of poetry, then there really is no more......

After all, everyone can memorize poems, but not everyone can explain the meaning.

"Bright moon, drinking...... We can believe that this should be during the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the bright moon rises, but the poet is drinking alone among the flowers and under the moon, which is extremely miserable. Especially with the addition of the words 'no blind date', the scene is very monotonous!"

But the poet suddenly had a whim, pulled the bright moon on the horizon, and his own shadow in the moonlight, and turned himself into three people, toasting together, and the deserted scene became lively. ”

"Can we say that the poet has no friends? I disagree with this statement, he has the moon and the shadow...... But this argument is untenable, can these really be considered friends?"

"This beginning has created this loneliness and sorrow, and the later sublimation of this loneliness......"

"The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me.

Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

When they wake up, they mingle together, and when they get drunk, they disperse.

Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. ”

Everyone was silent for a while, as if they saw the lonely figure of the person, who was drinking alone under the moon on that full moon night.