Although the poem "Begonia" is only four short sentences, it uses several figures of speech such as metaphor, personification, and contrast, and the language is shallow and affectionate, which not only expresses the poet's frustration and depression, but also reflects the poet's up-to-date and chic mind, which is the consistent style of Su Shi.

After dinner last night, Jiang Zhong and Han Shuye and others returned from watching the begonia flowers, and naturally thought of this poem, and after some contact with Han Shuye, they felt that this poem was in perfect harmony with Han Shuye's personality and temperament, especially the last two sentences of the poem, which vividly portrayed the image of Han Zhuang as a flower obsession.

"This is the talent of that 'star genius', right?"

After all, Shangguan Fangdie was a "flower fairy" who studied under the South China Sea Shenni, and after a short shock, he quickly calmed down, looked at the reblooming blood begonia and asked Uncle Han Ye.

Uncle Han was reluctant to give up on poetry and flowers, and was contradicting left and right, when he heard Fang Die's question, he replied, "It's him."

Shangguan Fangdie nodded, stretched out her white jade-like right hand, as if it was not wet, and gently brushed the begonia, and in an instant, the begonia flower was wrapped in a layer of transparent gas glowing with Lingling's waves.

"If you wither, I have nothing to do, and now that you are back on again, then I will not allow you to 'sleep' so easily. ”

Shangguan Fangdie smiled with satisfaction and said to the begonia, although it was a joke, but it also showed the confidence of the flower fairy.

Uncle Han nodded approvingly, carefully put away Jiang Zhongliu's "Begonia" poem, and then instructed Qingqin Qinghe: "Since it is confirmed that he is still alive, then Qingkun does not need to continue to think about it, you two go and release him." ”

Qingqin Qinghe was overjoyed when he heard this, thanked the owner, and hurriedly went out of the flower shed to the "Three Provinces Lu" to release people.

"Are you sure it's him?" Shangguan Fangdie glanced at Han Shuye and asked.

Uncle Han bowed slightly, and said: "Although his appearance has changed a lot, the smell brought out of his mother's womb can't change, and when he chose the gift I gave him, he didn't choose the bluestone inkstone, and he didn't choose the "Huang Tingjing" sticker, but he valued the bottle of flower dew with a mediocre appearance, do you know why?"

Shangguan Fangdie said: "Since he has a relationship with Fan Fu, he must have heard of the flower dew. ”

Han Shuye shook his head and said: "The Fan Mansion is rich and powerful, but this flower dew is not something they can buy if they want to." ”

Shangguan Fangdie smiled and said "yes".

"At the beginning, Fan Fu helped me build a foreign village, I gave the old man a bottle, as for others, most of them don't know, even if they know, there is no need to mention it to him, the reason why he chose Fanhua Dew is because he drank a bottle shortly after he was born, so he has the memory of this smell in his mind, so he unconsciously chose the small bottle. ”

"I see. It's just that I'm still wondering, how can his appearance have changed so much in just a few short months?"

Uncle Han smiled and said, "You should know better than me about your senior sister's ability. ”

Shangguan Fangdie smiled ashamedly: "Yes, I haven't seen you for a long time, I only remember that my senior sister is the imperial concubine of Jiang Guo, and I almost forgot her identity as a 'Xiangxian'." But what kind of means did she use to make her son change his face at will. ”

Uncle Han said: "Your nephew didn't mean to change his appearance, he practiced literature and martial arts, and he has achieved success, and his temperament will inevitably change. ”

Shangguan Fangdie nodded and sighed, "Since Senior Sister has made this preparation, it seems that she has already made up her mind to send that little prince out of King Jiang's palace." ”

"Yes, the five sons in King Jiang's palace are no longer a new drama, in the inner courtyard of the palace where every step is killing and frightening, the helpless seventh prince is simply waiting to be slaughtered. ”

"I'm afraid that none of them would have thought that the weak and timid Seventh Prince back then has now become a star genius with both civil and military skills. By the way, Brother Han, is he also like you, with both courage and martial spirit?"

Uncle Han said: "There is no need to say that Wen Gut has not to say, let's not say that he lit up the Cowherd and Vega Star, and not that he knocked the Prince Chen Guo to the ground, just this "reopened blood tang" is enough to show that his Wen Gu has already awakened, and the color is definitely not weak;

Shangguan Fangdie said: "Although I will see him in the future, I can conclude from his poetry that he will not be a pretentious person like Chen Jiexing." ”

"Hmm. ”

"No matter what, if he reopens the blood tang today, I owe him a favor. ”

Uncle Han laughed at night and said, "He came to my Flower Shifting Villa and left a piece of text and a poem, and got a jade pen, a bottle of flower dew and three favors, which is barely fair, and we took advantage of it a little." ”

"What article?"

Uncle Han said about Wei Chongshan's examination of Jiang Zhong at night, and when it came to the article "Ai Lian Said", Shangguan Fangdie was also full of praise.

"After Jiang Guo's 'Jade Cake Night Banquet', I am afraid that no one in this world will know the name of 'Star Genius', and no one of his peers will be able to hide his edge. It's a little regrettable that not many people still remember that he had already written poems to invite the moon!"

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Jiang Zhong sat on the boat that left the Flower Shifting Villa and returned the same way, holding the bottle of flower dew in his hand, pondering for a while, taking the bottle under his nose and sniffing it carefully, the inexplicable, distant but familiar smell lingered in his mind.

"Having some habitual memories of infancy or childhood is something that almost everyone has experienced. ”

Jiang Zhong thought of this, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, thinking of his mother, his brain spun rapidly, and finally sorted out a general ins and outs.

"Did he really send Qingqin Qinghe to Jiang Country with me to explore the internal structure of King Jiang's palace?"

Jiang Zhong stared at the water surface attentively, his right index finger gently raised and fell, I don't know what he was thinking, at this time, Xiaozhou entered the dark cave again, originally thought that out of the cave was the relatively wide water area he saw when he first came, but after the boat rushed out of the cave, Jiang Zhong suddenly found himself flying, he was flying, because the boat was flying, the boat was flying, because after the boat came out of the cave, he was actually on a waterfall more than one zhang high.

Liu Canghuai returned the same way with the boat, but Jiang Zhong suddenly realized that although he returned the same way, the road was not very different from when he entered the village in his memory.

The Shifting Flower Villa really lives up to its name.