Chapter 118: Memories Are Like Water
Once again, it was Ximenqing's turn to guess the lantern riddle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info He walked to the third lamp, this lantern riddle really gave the lamp a place, only to see that the riddle (the title of the lantern riddle) on the top has only one word - 'good', and the riddle is 'shoot an idiom'.
"Obedient ......" Ximenqing was entangled again. He thought about it for a long time, but instead of guessing the answer, a lyric came to mind. So he snorted softly:
"Come back, come back
My arms have always been open for you
Be obedient and truly repent
You will always be my favorite child......"
......
When Chaoxu saw Ximenqing speak, he thought he had guessed the answer, but he sang unknown lyrics with a tune he had never heard before. Chaoxu was directly petrified on the spot~
"Ahem!" Ximen Qing was still fine, and he didn't pay attention to the stunned Chaoxu, he dragged his chin and fell into deep thought. Music really inspires people, Ximen Qingyi snapped his fingers and knew the answer to the third lamp: "Unprepared!"
Chaoxu's attention was obviously not on the lantern riddle, he stared at Ximen Qing like a madman, and said, "Brother Ximen, I really doubt that you are the same person as us! Where did all your weird tunes and strange ideas come from?"
Ximenqing casually made an excuse: "There is an ancient book at home, which records some weird, brave, anecdotes, and ghosts. I've seen it all from above...... Hehe......"
"Cut! What era is this, do you still believe in those! You know what?"
You're talking to me about the 'times'!
Ximenqing couldn't laugh or cry, but then he was stunned: That's right! We are not people of the same era, what is the difference between who comes first and who comes last?
No matter where I was before, I am now reborn in this plane, and I will most likely never go back for the rest of my life. The impression of people, things, scenes, and events in the past life is getting shallower and lighter...... Memories are like water poured in the palm of your hand, whether you spread it out or hold it tightly, it will eventually flow clean from your fingers.
Ximenqing was confused for a while, and he was speechless and choked......
Chaoxu saw Ximen Qing stunned, so he touched him and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so bad? Is it that you have cooled down and caught a cold in the past few days?"
Ximenqing shook his head and replied, "I'm fine." β
yes, I'm fine!
In the past, when I was in pain and sadness, I would write a diary of thousands of words, I would text a person with a dead face, and I would call my friends to go to a barbecue stall at night to get drunk...... Now I can only squeeze out a hard smile and say insincerely-I'm fine.
Chaoxu is even more determined: You obviously have something on your mind!
However, Ximenqing didn't say anything, and Chaoxu didn't ask again. It's a true brother, why bother to get to the bottom of it? Brother Bo is here, say it when you need it, and be on call.
The two of them had their own thoughts, did not speak again, and silently took three steps forward. The fourth lamp, Chaoxu guessed:
'One piece becomes nine pieces' (shoot one idiom)
Chaoxu glanced at it, then turned his head and asked Ximenqing, "Have you guessed it?"
Ximenqing asked rhetorically: "Did you guess it again?"
Chaoxu smiled proudly: "It's not that difficult! The answer is to be divided! Four plus five get nine! Haha!"
Although he was very unhappy with Chaoxu's villainous face, Ximenqing was in a low mood now, so he didn't taunt him anymore. Seeing this, Chaoxu was a little helpless: It seems that Brother Ximen's heart is very serious......
......
The two of them here were much quieter, but Sima Bai and Ouyang Lanfu on the other end were 'hot'.
"Brother Sima, this picture is too difficult, I can't guess it......" Ouyang Lanfu frowned, pulled Sima Bai over, held him with one hand, and said with a coquettish face. The riddles on their side are to guess idioms and poems by looking at pictures.
Although Sima Bai was a little overwhelmed by Ouyang Lanfu's sudden enthusiasm, he still patiently looked at the pictures on the lamp and explained them one by one.
The drawing is simple, with only two things: a round of the sun on top and a bottle below.
Sima Bai thought for a moment before he said: "I don't know if you have read "LΓΌ's Spring and Autumn Festival", there is a sentence in it: 'The world is peaceful, and all things are peaceful'. This lamp has the sun painted on it, which is 'Tai', and the bottle is homophonic as 'Ping', and the two are blank on it, which can be regarded as 'Tian'. So the answer is 'the world is peaceful'. β
"Brother Sima, you are so amazing!" Ouyang Lanfu's eyes bent into a small crescent moon, and he pointed to another lamp and said, "What about this?"
The boss who arranged these riddles was a middle-aged man dressed as a showman. He hung out a total of 60 lanterns this time, that is, set up 60 lantern riddles, divided into three groups, each group of 20: the first group is the traditional lantern riddles that Ximen Qing and Chaoxu are guessing now; the second group is to guess idioms and poems by looking at pictures; and the third group is to answer a group of corresponding related words according to the riddle, which he named analogical reasoning.
As long as someone can guess all the riddles in a set of twenty lanterns at once, then they will be rewarded by him, choosing one of the many calligraphy and paintings he has treasured for many years.
The boss saw Sima Bai and the two of them guessing seventeen lantern riddles one after another, and now this is the third-to-last. Driven by curiosity, he stood aside to watch Sima Bai play, he was still quite confident in the eighteenth lamp in his heart, and he didn't think that Sima Bai could still say a word.
Sure enough, after Sima Bai read the question, his brows tightened and he fell into deep thought. Ouyang Lanfu didn't look at the lantern riddle, and a pair of bright eyes stayed on Sima Bai's body and couldn't move away.
Brother Sima in contemplation is really personable and beautiful, and I am going to be stunned by him......
His smooth and fair face, revealing the angular coldness, the tightly locked brows, and the sharp black eyes hidden under the long, slightly curled eyelashes, all showed static beauty, and he dragged his chin with one hand, silent, not moving, and the light was shining, reflecting his firm and calm countenance......
Ouyang Lanfu gently grabbed Sima Bai's arm like this, looking at him stupidly. When the boss on the side saw her 'stupidity', he had to sigh that the current woman was really active, and unscrupulous, and dared to 'show affection' on the street~
On top of the lantern is a fox. Sima Bai squinted and looked closely, it was a red fox (fire fox), the head, body, and tail were reddish-brown, its body was slender, its cheeks were narrow, its limbs were short, its mouth was pointed and its ears were erect, and its tail was long...... Sima Bai had to admire: "Mr. The painting is really extraordinary, this red fox is painted vividly, almost true, admire and admire!"
"Where, where, Childe guessed seventeen lantern riddles in one go, I really admire you!" The boss said modestly, "Now Childe, the lantern riddle you see is a proud work, I wonder if Childe can guess it again?"
Sima bowed his head and looked at the picture again. The fox was lying on a grassy mountainside, eyes closed, head on the top of the hill......
After thinking about it for a while, Sima Bai smiled at the boss and said: "Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters: Shijiang" has:
'The bird flies against its hometown, and the fox dies on the hill. β
Legend has it that when a fox is about to die, his head will be turned towards the hill where he was born. Therefore, the answer is 'fox dead head hill'! It is generally used as a metaphor for missing his hometown in his twilight years. β