Chapter 24: Poetry

Looking at the eldest brother with a puzzled face, Chen Fan was also a little weak, it seemed that the effect of "Chengying" was quite great, and he said at the moment: "Of course not, it's just that I don't have a good memory, and I can't remember the other songs, I just watched this song some time ago, and I still remember it vaguely." ”

"When Fa Sheng first played, it was still a little jerky, but the more I played, the smoother it became, especially in the second half, the sound was like a volley of cracked stones, tossing and turning, like snow hitting the face, and the bamboo forest was harmonious, even if it was me, I would never be able to play such a clear sound." Jade Shadow said with some amazement.

"I think the way I play the piano is exactly the same as Brother Yu in many places, especially between the handling of hooks and ticks, which are the most similar, could it be that you are from the same school?" Yajun was beside him, half-joking, half-serious.

"Yajun's words are correct, but it's not that the teacher is out of the same school, but Yulangjun is my master, there were many fingerings before I didn't know how to use it, today I saw Yulangjun playing, I occasionally felt it, and I gained a lot, thank you Langjun." Chen Fan said this, like a jade shadow bowing and thanking him. If it weren't for seeing Yuying play the piano, Chen Fan would never have been able to play such a smooth music. You must know that Yuying can be said to make a living from the piano, immersed in the piano for many years, many fingering techniques are figured out by themselves, especially hooks and ticks, to choose the distance between the fingertips and the strings, as well as the angle of playing, it is not an overnight effort, and today was stolen by Chen Fan.

This is also Chen Fan, who knows the music score through "Chengying", knows which syllable needs to be used which fingering, and then watches Yuying's playing skills, which are consistent with his own music score, so unconsciously, he learned Yuying's fingering, and changed his person, but not necessarily. It is very difficult to be able to match the fingering of other people's piano with your own score, not only to be free of distractions and not be affected by what you have learned, but also to understand the score well.

"You're welcome, I just played a song, I didn't expect that Fa Sheng you are so talented that you can comprehend it in such a short time, it seems that you are naturally suitable for learning the piano." Yuying didn't care about Fa Sheng's stealing art, but was a little admired, and praised it at the moment.

"You don't need a thank, a praise." The eldest brother next to him interrupted, "Fa Sheng's piano skills are indeed soaring, the music score is difficult to remember, memory and fingering need to cooperate with each other, there is no stagnation in the middle, and the second half of Fa Sheng is played like a flowing cloud, which is really good." But compared with Brother Yu, it is a big difference. But let's not talk about the piano all the time, let's let Fa Sheng and Yajun play chess, we will observe and observe. "It seems that the eldest brother will not give up if he doesn't put Chen Fan on the fire today.

Chen Fan smiled and said: "Whatever, it's rare to take a boat today, and it's not bad to see the scenery on both sides of the strait." For Chen Fan, playing chess is just entertainment, unless he can understand the innate realm from chess, otherwise, it is just a pastime.

"Why don't we play chess while watching the scenery, I haven't played chess in the river yet, I don't know if Fasheng is willing to accompany me?" Yajun said.

"Of course, playing chess with Yajun is also a pleasure to think about." Chen Fan did not shirk it, and agreed immediately.

But then, everyone found out a more embarrassing thing, that is, everyone was not ready to move. Chess and the piano are not the same, generally speaking, the piano is more expensive, a person is used to using a piano, just like modern people are used to driving their own cars, so they carry it with them. Chess is available in many venues, such as teahouses, as long as it is not jade or the like, the price is not expensive, and you can buy it if you can't do it, there is no need to carry it with you.

To the embarrassment of the eldest brother, he was the one who shouted to play chess, he was the master of this boat, and he was the one who did not prepare for chess.

"Why don't we chant poetry?" The eldest brother made another suggestion.

Chen Fan immediately turned his head to look out the window, the rolling river was flowing eastward, and the scenery on both sides of the strait was beautiful, so let's look at the scenery, Chen Fan didn't hear it.

People in this era like to talk and recite poetry, and they can understand it in the era when there is no Internet. Although the eldest brother's proposal was ignored by Chen Fan, it was still very marketable, and Yuying took over and said, "Yajun and I participated, but the poem may not need to be made by yourself, and you can also quote others." ”

"Okay, but if you make it yourself, one song counts as two." The eldest brother proposed.

Yuying and Yajun nodded in agreement.

"Aqing and I also had a good time." Huang Shi said beside him.

"Okay, so who else is parting?" The eldest brother asked.

There are only four people left in the cabin, Tietang looks more wooden, Hou Feng is a guardian, Jia Daochang and Fa Sheng, one estimates that the Dao Jing is okay, and the other does not want to participate at all, none of the four people is willing to take care of the eldest brother, and after a silence, it is estimated that Master Jia can't resist the pressure, and said: "Me and Fa Sheng participate, the others, let them make a judgment on the side, is this good?" ”

"Okay, that's it." It is estimated that the eldest brother finally made up a poetry party, and he was satisfied, and immediately said: "We are now on the Yangtze River, and we will enter the Loujiang River immediately, and we can reach Gusu through the Loujiang River. ”

"Okay, let's talk about water." Everyone nodded in agreement, only Chen Fan was depressed, Master Jia helped him decide to participate, the eldest brother directly ignored his opinion, and only did not speak at the moment, smiled and nodded in agreement, "But this is better than playing chess." Chen Fan comforted himself.

"Then I'll have a song first, this day long on the Yangtze River, occasionally get a song, take it out to offer ugliness." The eldest brother arched his hand, and was embarrassed to say that this poem was written before, and then chanted: "The spring river tide is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together." Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river! ”

It is indeed a good poem, describing the moonlit night picture of the spring river connected by the river and the sea, and the bright moon in the sky, but unfortunately it is summer now, and it has not yet reached the beach. If the eldest brother is in the spring, take a boat down the river, go to the seaside, the bright moon is in the sky, and chant this poem, the scene is blended, which is wonderful. Chen Fan secretly commented in his heart.

All of you here are a little knowledgeable, and they all nodded and applauded.

Yuying said: "Then I will also offer ugliness, I will not do it on the spot, I will recite a poem, from the Book of Songs, entitled "Pu Jia":

The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and climbing. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water. Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water. ”

"The reeds by the river are green, and the dew in autumn is frosty. Where's the person you want? It's on the other side of the river. Going against the flowing water to find her, the road is too treacherous. Follow the flowing water to find her, as if in the middle of the water. Chen Fan thought silently in his heart, and at the same time secretly commented to himself: "Yuying's voice is low and tactful, if this is a poem on the qin, it is equivalent to singing." It seems that this poem is well-read, and it is also a must. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity!" The eldest brother watched Yuying finish reading, and said beside him, "It's a pity that there is no harmony between the sound of the piano and the sound of such a good sentence." "When a discerning person looks at it, he knows that the eldest brother hopes that Yuying can use the sound of the piano to reunite the song.

But there are also those who don't understand the amorous feelings, and they answered: "Next, I'll offer ugliness, just stroke the qin and recite the "Zhou Nan" in a poem and dedicate it to you." ”

The person who spoke was Yajun, and then he didn't wait for everyone to answer, walked to the qin, sat down, and began to stroke the qin and sing softly: "There are arbors in the south, don't think about it." Han has a wandering girl, unthinkable. The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhiyong is incomprehensible. The wrong salary is wrong, and the words are clear. The son of Yu is home, and his words are his horse. The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhiyong is incomprehensible. The wrong salary, the words are wrong. The son of the Return. Words are in the making. The breadth of the Han is incomprehensible. Jiang Zhiyong is incomprehensible. ”

Chen Fan listened to it, and secretly laughed in his heart, "Is this for Yuying's rejection of the eldest brother?" The trees in Nanshan are big and tall, and they cannot rest and shade under the trees. There are wandering girls on the Han River, and they want to pursue the impossible. The Han River is wide and wide, and it is impossible to cross it. The river is long and long, and it is impossible to cross it on a raft. In a word, impossible, this Yaju is a wonderful person. ”

Chen Fan felt funny on his side, but the eldest brother's face darkened, but Yajun's voice was clear, like a spring flowing water, which made people feel pleasing to the eye, and the eldest brother couldn't help it, so he had to pretend that he didn't hear the meaning of the poem.

Then, Master Jia smiled and said, "It's my turn, I'll dedicate a song." ”

"Wait, since it's a poem, then there should be pen and ink, maybe it will be famous all over the world in the future, and it must be left behind, including the poems of the previous eldest brother, which should also be written, and it should be posted in this cabin, which is also an elegant thing." Chen Fan joked on the side, mainly to make some trouble for the eldest brother, to see if there are four treasures of the study room on his ship that are prepared for people to write.

"What Fa Sheng said is very true, but I was negligent, you guys wait a minute." After a while, the eldest brother took the four treasures of the study and put them on the desk in the cabin.

Master Jia walked to the desk, picked up a brush, and wrote and read on the spread out rice paper: "Take the sail far to Gusu and Suzhou, and stop on both sides of the willows and Qingqing. Hearing the singing on the Lang River, the Yangtze River is clear in August. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry." This is different from what the eldest brother did just now, it should be the situation, it can be called a masterpiece, everyone applauded in unison, and the limelight overshadowed the eldest brother. "A mage deserves to be a mage." Chen Fan secretly admired that he didn't need this trip when he saw Master Jia's literary brilliance today.

"I'll make up the numbers." Huang Shi was by his side, and finally decided to make a move. At the desk in the aisle, pick up the pen and write:

Today, the warship is angry, but the scenery is sad in many places.

It is difficult for the strong Hu to swallow the big desire, and the black-clothed swallow is over the smoke.

Xiao Qing next to him was beside him and helped Huang Shi read it out.

As soon as this poem came out, the atmosphere was condensed, "I didn't expect this Huang Shi to be a worried about the country and the people." The Hu people went south, the war was raging, how many people were displaced, and how many people were not sad? It's just that the world is difficult, and if you want to survive, how many people are willing to fight? Such a person is actually willing to be by Xiao Qing's side and protect Xiao Qing, does Xiao Qing still have any unknown noble identity? Chen Fan was puzzled, but he didn't show it. Instead, he said: "Good poetry, good poetry, Master Huang is worried about the country and the people, and the men of my generation should be self-reliant." ”

"Well, exactly. My brother is also going to make a poem, can't you? The eldest brother asked on the side, the implication was obvious, the first two had already made excellent works, if there was nothing expected, don't be ashamed.