It is said that the New Year has passed, and it is Lantern Festival again, six streets and three cities, fire trees and silver flowers, it is so lively on the 13th
We invited Mr. Hua, Tian Chunhang, Mei Ziyu, Shi Nanxiang, Gao Pin, Yan Zhongqing, Liu Wenze, Wang Xun, Xiao Cixian,
Jin Su, Qu Qinxian, and Jiuxiangyuan people, Qinxian met Mr. Hua, and was still a little uneasy. Mr. Hua did not ask about the past, and treated him with courtesy. At this time, Qinxian had already left the Dan Party and joined the Scholar Party. However, when he was Dan, he looked down on everything, and now he became humble and self-control. Therefore, everyone above and below respected him more, and no one laughed at him.
Qinxian is right for those famous actresses, but they are still the same as before. They are not unfamiliar with the sun, and the lights are shining in the evening.
After Mr. Hua entered the city, Ziyun tried the lamps for a while, as if he saw thousands of flowers blooming, the sound of firecrackers, the slogans for several miles, and the second update was brewing tea and talking about it.
Qin Xian went through hardships, and at this time she felt that the desolation of Xiao Temple was difficult to be fully realized. She recalled the desolation of Xiao Temple, the lonely lamp and the waning moon, and it was like a dream. Cixian said to Ji Fu in detail that Qin Xian had dreamed before and said to Ziyun in detail. Ji Fu smiled at Ziyun. Cixian said: Jiuxiang Tower is a perfect garden, with all flowers. Now there is a single flower god tablet, and it is in a remote place, just like the Land Temple. Wouldn't it be a blasphemy of the Flower God? I plan to borrow nine of them to make the history of Jiuxiang Flowers. What do you think?
Everyone thought it was strange and asked together: Please tell me the details. The wise man said: I have had this idea for a long time. I want to draw nine small images of them. Now that you have this idea, it is amazing. I will draw them one by one tomorrow. I will ask you to polish them. I will carve stones to offer them to the bottom of the Jiuxiang Tower. I am a flower god, but there are only nine, and I can't get twelve of them. Everyone also said to Da Miaojifu: I have an idea, but I don't know whether it is feasible or not?
Ziyun asked: How is it? Ji Fu said: If the Flower God is determined to have twelve people, you can get it. As long as you make Qu Daowen the Lord of Furong City, and then rely on the fairy Du mentioned in Yunon's previous life, get it to Yunon, and besides Yunon, it's not the twelve people? Spring Channel: Wonderful, Wonderful!
This image should be painted like it, not to mention the real name, or a separate name, each person makes a praise, and it seems real and illusory, and it should be combined with people and flowers. Zi Yu said: What is the best picture? Or is it a single person or a supplement to the scenery? Zhong Qing said: Naturally, a single person is painted together, and then a single person is painted together, and after the biography is carved, it can be painted out, or a page or a hand scroll can be mounted, all of which can be passed down from generation to generation. Wen Ze said: It is good to make two pieces, and it is embedded in the east and west pillars. Wang Xun said: If you paint fairy Du, you will paint the appearance of him on the lotus picking boat. Ji Fu said: If you dream of that mirror, it must be because I painted a dragon and attached to this mirror, so I will make the headline, okay? Everyone said: OK
Zi Yu said: People of Yunlong must guess that there is a meaning in it. Zi Yun said: These eleven essays are praised, and everyone will share them. Qi Xiandao: I am good to borrow Ji Fu from this great work. Ji Fu said: How dare you? How dare you? Qi Xiandao: There is no need to go beyond Mr. Qian Daosheng, the way of writing and ink will naturally be asked to let you. Everyone discusses, why both of you will make me the Yunlong one. After you have finished it, you can change it. Zi Yun said: Of course, I will borrow the ten essays from you. Now that you are like this, everyone draws lots, and Hua Xingbei also asks him to make one. Nanxiang said: Very good
So I wrote a lot and divided Qu Daoweng, Du Xiannv, Qu Qinxian into two lots, and the other nine people into nine lots.
It's strange to say that the writing must be spiritual, and the fate method of the previous life, Ziyun picked Taoist Weng, Ziyu picked Fairy Du, Qinxian, Jinsui, Baozhu, Chunhang picked Huifang, Zhongqing picked Qiguan, Wenze picked Chunxi, Nanxiang picked Lanbao, Wang Xun picked Guibao, Gaopin picked Yulin, Shixian picked Shu for a long time, so he could not pick Su Lan alone, so he had to send him to Master Hua to make the assignment. Ziyu said: It's easy to make a divination, it's difficult to draw, and it takes time to carve stones, and I don't know how many days it can be completed? Ji Fu said: It takes less than a few days, the stele is ready-made. On one side, it's necessary to ask Ji Shi Dwarf to find someone to carve it. It's necessary to embed these steles for a few days. We will always be in Jiuxiang Garden, so we can rest for a few more days. I'm so willing to paint. On the first day of the second month, we will have to gather in Jiuxiang Garden.
Everyone said it was reasonable, so they all scattered
Ziyu returned home with Qinxian. She had a rhyme wife inside and a handsome friend outside. She was famous and noble. She was very proud. She was very proud. She was very proud and noble. She was very proud and beautiful. She wrote a letter to Master Hua to write a biography of Su Lan. She was once a few days later.
After the painting was completed, Ji Fu asked him to make one by one, and he painted one by one. It was very cool that Ziyun was very cold and did not dare to take care of himself. He asked Daoweng, Qinxian, and Fairy Du to paint one, and asked Ziyu to write praises for 27 days. Even the praises were engraved. It was written by everyone on the 28th day and moved to Jiuxianglou to inlay, and completed in one day.
On the thirty day, Qinxian went to Jiuxiang Garden to see the stele. Jiudan went downstairs to Qinxian: Today we should also offer sacrifices to the flower god. We can only gather together tomorrow. This flower god is our image. If we ask them to come and sacrifice, we can't afford it. We will just pay ten of us to sacrifice for one sacrifice. Huifang and others thought it was, so they set up wine and fruits and burned the fragrance. Ten people bowed to Qinxian to see the first painting embedded in the east. There was a dragon hidden in the middle of the clouds and water. A claw was exposed, and a mirror was held. The title was: "The Flower Treasure Mirror" engraved with the praise of the Qixian: The above is not in the sky, the lower is not in the field, the clouds are born in the sky, the water comes out of the abyss and the magical changes, the atmosphere is the circle of the spiritual beads, the suspension of the mirror
The candle shines on the faint light, and the hidden evil spirit shows the virtuous as the moon is coming, and the fresh water is also called it □□, and the beauty is beautiful
The second person painted by Lun's turban, Taoist robes, and one of the fairies on both sides. The title is: "The Lord of Nine Fragrances, the Lord of Sanlu Daojun and the Lord of the Flowers, and there are praises under the statues of Du Xian, Zi Yu's handwriting: Gongqiong is the cloud, the Lord of the God is the water; in the sky and the earth, all the Siwen is Lang, Sihua is the essence of the host, the ancestor of the various flowers, the left Yingqiong Yao, the right Qing coral is one and two, and the same way is different, the five colors are dazzling, the Jiuhua flows fragrance in the heart and the flower mind, the auspiciousness of the literary fortune
Baozhu said: If these praises are really done well, if we describe our actual facts, even if we do not insult our body, we will be a humble person. Huifang said: No! Look at those flower reviews, even if you praise those people for their good sex and art, you will inevitably be a habit of the pear garden.
We can be considered to have jumped out of this level. Su Lan and others all sighed.
Qinxian looked at the third party and drew a fairy, clouds and mist? e, it was so beautiful that she picked up a flower in her hand. Qinxian knew it was Huifang. The title was: Jinwenhua Shi Suxian is a spring sailing postscript: Jinwenhua Shi Suxian, a spiritual comet, her color is like Yaoyu, she kneaded the snow and made her skin, she carved the moon to make her bones, often scattered flowers and cut the color, and she also threw rice to make pearls and cunning magical powers, all of which were samadhi.
Once played in the world, the only thing that left hatred in the green peach blossoms was the fairy shadow of Yanjianggao, which was gone and came. The divine light of Luopu was suddenly separated and merged with Xiao Shi always hung on the colorful phoenix. Pei Hang finally separated and separated from the blue bridge. It was suitable to build ten-fold pearl nets to protect the golden house at the top of the mountain of the group jade; why do you wish to open the nine-stack silver screens and peek at the plain face under the moon on the Yaotai platform.
Qin Xiandao: What is the verb of this postscript? The two words "crawling magical powers are all samadhi". Huifang smiled and said: How do he say it, where is it still considered us? Look at the fourth direction, a fairy wearing a moon and a colorful dress, holding a pearl in her hand, and the title is: The history of playing pearls and flowers Yuan Xian has golden grains and praises: The fairy dew is in the sky, the pearls go out to the sea; the harmonious god is in spring, and the elegance spreads like wildflowers and jade stamens, the national color and heavenly fragrance pearls are decorated with carts, the cloud brocade slits, the golden branches and green feathers, the jade □ bright moonlight, the Pengshan road is long and beautiful, and the wind is elegant
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Qin Xian said: Yaoqing's youth was painted by Jingyi, and Ji Fu praised it. Baozhu said: Just be a flower god, I deserve this? Look at the fifth direction, draw a fairy with a floating meaning, plain beauty, and flowing. He picked up an orchid with his hand. The title said: There is a short biography of Lu Xian under the Suxin Flower History, written by Mr. Hua: Lu Xian is agile and wise, with extraordinary talent, and is often dressed in purple gauze clothes. He chanted the clear fragrance of his body in the wind and dew. He is also good at writing and writing in the fragrance of orchids and rosary, and is good at writing. He buys it. He is not able to find a thousand silks in the world. When Zhong Rong commented on poems, saying that Yan Yan's gold-cutting and missed color is worse than Xie Kangle's first day, and is the pure beauty of the lotus, which is the incarnation of the lotus?
Qin Xian smiled and said: These sentences are more like these words than Xiang Wan's small photos, "Purple silk clothes sing in the wind and dew," and "Lotus incarnation", but they cannot be moved by others. It's really you. Su Lan smiled and said: How dare I take it?
Perhaps since you praise the God of Flowers, you will naturally have to praise it. Qinxian looked at the sixth-party fairy again. It is slender and weak. □Yu Wu Lingfeng, with a light appearance on her palm, wearing a golden step on her head, and the title is: The Seven Flowers of Shi Jinxian is Xiao Cixian's seven-character poem: The eyebrows of the new moon are slender, and the glory is naturally not necessary.
The mandarin brocade is cut into Jiuhua tent, and the mermaid beads are worn into ten curtains
Invisible in Langyuan and rely on the jade tree, return to the robbery □□Dianyu Mark
I am afraid that the fairy can't stay, the morning breeze blows on the green clouds
Qin Xiandao: Write down all the expressions of Shouxiang. Shufang smiled and said: The word "Skinny" is a bit like, it makes me feel ashamed. Look at the fairy painted in the seventh direction. Beneath the two jade trees, there is a jade tree that is soaring to the wind. The title is "Juejuanhua Shi Lixian", which is a high-quality poem Qin Xiandao: Is Gao Zhuoran willing to say good things?
Yulin said: There are no mean people this time Huifang said: This poem is very good
Qinxian looks at it: the flowers are in love, the moon is in love, and the jade tree is in the wind is even more graceful
I don't know that orchids are expensive in the tent, and I am ashamed to be a mortal in the rain clouds in my dream
The coral pillow is red, and the jade building's head is locked in green smoke
Exiled to Tiantai to guard the lonely and lonely family, the green peaches flowing water from year to year
Qin Xian said: That's really good, I wrote down the rich fragrance and charm of Peixian together
Yulin said: This poem is not very good, and it is a bit mean. What's the best thing about looking at the middle sentences in the tent? Huifang said: There is nothing but the beauty and dignity of writing. Baozhu said: Even if Zhuo Ran is kind, if he wants him to be more solemn, he would not want to do so. But he said that he said this kind of habit. You see, he said a few serious words in his life? Ji Fu said that he came to Beijing last year and had a joke about Zhuo Ran. He had a cousin who invited him to dinner. Several guests sat there. The cousin asked him: "Would you be fine when you came home last year and saw my house?" Zhuo Ran said:Very good, my cousin gave birth to another cousin the month before. The cousin was stunned when he heard this and thought: How could I have a son if I haven't been home for three or four years? It's hard to ask him in front of him. Although those guests were not happy, he said that he wouldn't have a cousin, so he went there and after the guest parted, the cousin asked him: What did you say just now? ‘Think about how Zhuoran answered? He said: I met my cousin for the first time, so I naturally had to find a good word. I looked for this sentence casually, but there was nothing.' He was so angry that his cousin was about to die, but he couldn't help his long-term kin, and he would sneer, let alone others? Everyone laughed: No Jifu's mouth could not let himLook at the eighth direction again, draw a fairy with a jade-like appearance, a brocaded clothes, a waist hanging on the autumn water, like the aunt Gongsun, the title says: Xia Yinhua Shi Wang Xianqin Xian knows it is Lan Bao, look at Shi Nanxiang's seven ancients: I watch Wang Xian dance the magic sword, and my hand holds a line of cold spring, and the winter and winter drums start to three times. The wind is bright and the rainbow reflects the water and form a group, the electric current penetrates the clouds like a line breaks open and the green gun, and the big feather arrows are falling, the brocaded clothes are jade-like He Pinting, white swallowing, red cheeks and green eyebrows
The clouds are gently swaying in brocade boots, and they go like birds coming like thunder. The viewers are surrounded by blocks. I don’t envy the heroes and envy the green clouds and green hair. The nine beams are arranged in flowers. The ancient concubines do not love their reputation by themselves. I cherish my own beauty. Please see the yellow-shirted guest in the world. How many grudges and revenge cannot be achieved.
Qin Xian praised: This song is really well done in the Seven Ancients, and it is more portrayed in detail than "Gongsun Da Niang's Sword Dance". Wang Lanbao smiled but did not say anything about Huifang. He said: Xi Shiyi made a fuss last year, but thanks to him, I have no choice. Su Lan said: So you are also afraid of Xi Shiyi. Is he more profitable than Pan San? Huifang said: Pan San is a useless person. When Xi Shiyi makes a fuss, it is the same as the coachman who was sent by Wei Pin the day before yesterday. Are you afraid? Lan Bao said: What will you do if I am not at home that day?
Huifang said: I can't escape. Qinxian asked Xi Shiyi how she was. Lan Bao learned his appearance for a while. Qinxian also found it funny. Huifang said: I heard that Xi Shiyi went out of the capital, but the day before yesterday I saw a person in the barber shop, which looked very much like the boy he brought that day. Even if it was not him, it must be his brother. There was no such thing as Lan Bao said: Maybe Xi Shiyi didn't bring him, and the dog boy was not determined, and he was only worthy of being a shaving head. Qinxian looked at the ninth direction again, drawing a plum blossom, there was a magpies, and there was a fairy under the plum blossom, and the title was: The spring flower Shi Linxian saw a poem by Liu Wenze: The birds on the plum blossom branches rewarded spring, and the jade man Du Lanxiang was not seen under the plum blossom tree. Green calyx came fortunately to meet the true green sleeves and graceful sleeves, and the white clothes were beautiful and charming, showing nature
But the pearls are more beautiful, the powder is washed, and the new moon is delicate among the clouds, the flowers are faint, the smoke is clear outside the autumn water is full of the storm, the morning glow is so beautiful, but the sky is so beautiful, and it is not human and the immortal
The orchid is beautiful and the chrysanthemum is fragrant. I miss the beauty. When will I forget the shallowness of Penglai? I want to follow it and ride the phoenix and the wind blows rapidly. The jade dew is cold and the sucks the thin brush to express it. I am confused about the appearance of jade.
Qin Xiandao: Good fu is the pine wind and bamboo rain, the fairy dew and pearls, which carve your purity and beauty together. Chunxi said: This is where the front boat was doing fu seriously, and I forgot the title. Qin Xiandao: But it is also your situation. Look at the tenth direction, there is a fairy under a osmanthus tree, with a romantic figure and a good eye. The title is: The flower history of the Toad Palace, Wang Xiandao knows that it is Gu Bao, and there is a poem from Wang Xun in the five ancient times: The green moon hangs in the moon, the flowers bloom in the autumn, the bright toad palace maid, I am always worried about stealing medicine and running away, and there is no reason for the world. Guanghan 20,000 households, the twelve floor of the pearl
The roundness is missing, and the world only looks up to you during the rotation day, but you can't see any eyebrows in the Penglai water. You can also use the divine boat to rush
The Milky Way looks across the piers, and the Chinese Valentine's Day tells you that you are only this moon, and it is hard to find Zhang Lihua, and you can enjoy the slept in the white.
Qin Xiandao: Good poems, good poems! It makes people speak the fragrance and fragrance really look like Chang'e Gui Baodao: It's not me, this is the history of the flower in the Chan Palace. Everyone said: These poems, praise, are they competing for the victory of the strange and beautiful words, where do they remember me? It is Zhu Jun's poem, Jingyi and Yu Xiang, these two praises, are determined by the title.
Qin Xian said: It's very cut, and you'll change these poems, and you won't look like them. Baozhu said: There is only Jingfang's poem, which can't be replaced. Qin Xian looked at the eleventh side again, painted an apricot blossom, and there was a fairy underneath, with pearl waist and jade wool, very charming. The title said: When the flower history, I know it is Qi Guan, and I look at Yan Zhongqing's preface: When the flower history, Qin Xian, plays in the world, and sees it. The spring is red and apricot branches are springy. It is bright eyes and flirts with smiles. The bright pink lingers in the mood, and the red reflects the flesh; the hairpin turns into a sparrow, and the bright mirror is flying in the golden house. What's wrong with the golden house? It reflects the jade screen but the same color, but the heart has not been agreed for a long time, and the strong nature is always the weaver girl, and I often see the weaving shuttle; the water goddess comes out, but I haven't met the penis cloud? The wind moves, and the golden lotus is born every step; the fog? The fragrance floats, and I'm surprised who doesn't say that the jade tree in the morning is peerless, so why do I feel ashamed of the immortals?
If you talk about the pink and beautiful things in the six palaces, you will definitely give the dragon head; if you say that the flower corpse of the first year is the real phoenix tail
Qinxian praised Huifang for a while and said: Look at these poems and essays, each has its own genre, but the rhythm is not mixed, and the system is judged, and it is difficult to determine the advantages and disadvantages. Qinxian said: Although it is a few small articles, but the auspicious light is a piece of feather and the colorful color of the world is ultimately better than the five colors of the bird screen. It is not a shame to us for several years. Everyone is happy.
Qin Xian had dinner at Jiuxianglou and sat in a chat. Baozhu suddenly said: Today, all the brothers are in the same place. I think that ten of us, together in the capital, have fallen into the chrysanthemum tribe, and now they all jump out. Although the sufferings and the comforts of the people, since then, as long as everyone is still in peace, there must be no storm. But our group of people cannot be regarded as the rare group of famous scholars in the world to elevate us to this position. That is rare in the world. Are you grateful or not? Everyone said: How can you not feel grateful? Baozhu said: If you are grateful, how can you repay me? Everyone could not say to Baozhu:I think of a way to repay them. Since they carved our images and became the gods of flowers, why don’t we carve them images and offer them upstairs? They call us Flower History, we call them Wenxing, imitating Sikong’s "Poetry Pin", each of which made a four-character praise poem. Do you want to repay this? Su Lan said: This is wonderful, but our poems are not worthy of them. Who should I ask to draw these images? Huifang said: It’s Yaoqing, you and Xiaomei have a separate painting, and you don’t have to draw clothes. We will start with the praises tonight, and look at them tomorrow, and then draw them again.
We only give each other their own gifts, and it is not very difficult to praise a single praise.
Qin Xian was very happy, so she quit her home. When she thought about it at night, Ziyu had not talked about everyone's praise for the night.
Tomorrow, Qin Xian went to Jiuxiang Tower to see Zan and everyone. Everyone used it for a while, and then they thought about it for a while, and then they thought for a while, and they were perfect. The pearl was copied in a place, and the famous scholars had arrived one after another. Mr. Hua and Jin Jifu were also here. Everyone was going to sacrifice to the flower god. Baozhu and others stopped him, but they still set up incense tables. The famous scholars boiled wine and burned incense, and then they did not bow down to the place. Then they placed four seats under Jiuxiang Tower, and sat in this gathering. Everyone was happy, and they all had no shortcomings. They also listed delicacies, and the flowers were in a row.
Halfway through the wine, Baozhu spoke at a wardrobe and said: Baozhu and ten others were in a confused place. Now they came to the shore to avoid the past mistakes, and they were diligent in their practice. They were all the power of the nobles to promote the nobles, but they were grateful and had no power to repay their virtues. They could only one stick of fragrance every day to wish the nobles a long life. The glory and the ten people discussed yesterday. They also wanted to set up the nobles' literary stars and positions on the Jiuxiang Tower. They also carved stones on the same day and night to pay their respects to the future. They should recite the Buddha devoutly and do not recognize the nobles' misfortune and the vulgar pen as a deviant pen, so that we can do what we wish? The famous scholars were very happy, and they all gave in a few words. Baozhu said: Mr. Duxiang mentioned elegance and had to establish another rank. Above all the literary stars, saying: Do the immortal leaders do not know that the nobles agree? Everyone said: It is the sensation. Ziyun said:How dare you? Baozhu took out the manuscript respectfully, but it was copied into one place. The correct regular script, except for the leader Xu Wenxing, the leader of the immortals, all are determined by the age of age. The second is the immortals' Yi-Class Xiao Wenxing, the third is the immortals' fun-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality Mei Wenxing, the famous scholars humbly gave in: These qualities are too ridiculous.Then read the first song, which was written by ten of them, and the title is: "The Leader of the Immortals": The Leader of the Immortals can be used to both the whole world and not to be separated, and will not be separated from the great freedom. It has extensive facilities and no self-desire, nor does it have self-desire, nor does it have self-desire, and the moon flows through the sky. It shines everywhere, and the sky is left without clouds. The sky dew falls into the big bell, and it can be bumped into the inch.
The second poem is "The Essays in the Immortals" written by Jin Shufang:
Only the leisure is quiet, only the leisure is leisurely cranes chirping in the forest, clouds lie on the mountain, autumn flowers are beautiful, breeze goes back to the bamboo forest, guest smiles and washes feet in the clear stream, holding the piano, there are plums in the river, chrysanthemums fall on the fence and split tea, and pine flowers are ripe
The third poem is "Interesting in the Immortals" written by Yulin:
The messy clothes, the slutty makeup, laughing, anger and scolding, all became the oriental humor, Chunyu hid and turned the four seats, the whole hall was full of words without abuse, and the actions were leisurely and leisurely. After chatting, Maitreya smiled, everyone was happy
The fourth poem is "The Mad Products of the Immortals" written by Wang Lanbao:
Hulong plows the smoke, sharpens the knife and cuts the clouds and storms everywhere, falls flowers catch the bright moon, the belly is sunny and the blue sky is scattered, the fallen crowd dies drunk, I don’t ride whale with the sound of the blue sea, Yaojing is emitting a crown and dress, but this fairy bone
The fifth poem is "The Highest Immortals" written by Qin Qi:
The lonely crane flies in the smoke, and the geese fly far away in the sky. The green clouds are slightly independent of thousands of feet. The beautiful wind blows the clothes and looks up at the autumn courtyard. The moon and stars look up at the ancient pines. The blue radish cannot reach the clouds by the Taihua. Who can climb the peak of Penglai through the water? It is only exciting to stop.
The sixth poem is Lin Chunxi's title of "The Legend of Immortal Zhonghe":
Five flavors are seasoned, five sounds of peaceful heating enter the law, the spring breeze flows by itself, the sun is misty, the sun is bright, the clouds are bright, the moon is full, the river is full of the river, the song "Nichang" is "Xiaoshao" is 90% unpretentious, and it is a leisurely and good luck, and it is said that
The seventh poem is the "My Piano in the Immortality" written by Wang Guibao:
The pure and harmonious sound is full of joy. The whole story is full of joy. The moon is drunk in autumn. The flowers are in spring. The bridal chamber is warm. The sound of the golden palace is high and the heart is fragrant. The calyx is budding. It is called wealth and health. It is like a guest, friend, wife is happy to be together. Parents are long and long.
The eighth poem is "The Immortal Chinese Collection" written by Su Huifang:
The brocade clothes are walking in the day, the jade-like hairpin is full of flowers and jade, the moonlight is full of pearls, the sunset is bright, the flowing clouds are bright, the golden plate is brought to the dew, the pink wall is solemn and wonderful, the celestial girl is wearing a jade pendant, the martenkong is close to Penglai, the five colors are seen looking at
The ninth poem is "The Legend of the Immortals" written by Lu Sulan:
Wearing swords and halberds, casting and singings with my wishes, breaking the coral purple silk step barrier, red brocade marten, singing and falling, e jade spraying beads, self-appreciating, hitting the spit pot, the north wind blows in the sky, snowflakes blow like palms, and the sound of the horns, and no sound of succession has been heard for a long time
The tenth poem is "The Best Immortals" written by Yuan Baozhu:
The most supreme grade, the first one is to recommend this gentleman who is very wonderful, he is unrestrained and has great wisdom, knowledgeable and gentle, "Nine Hills" and "Three Tombs" are straightforward, Bao Pu Hanfen talks about eloquence, saying that sword papers are inappropriate, and free and easy
The eleventh song is "Authentic" written by Qu Qin:
The red color is the right color, the elegant sound is the right sound to observe virtue, but the body is the ultimate nature of the journey, sorrow and joy, but there is no more love, the pearl light and the moon color, the crystal clear Yu strings and summer dance, the scenery is still bright, the sweet spring is not water, the auspicious zhi is not grass, the scenery is not grass, the stars are celebrated clouds, all said to be Heng Shao
After reading it, the famous scholars were happy to move their colors and praised them all, saying: It can be said that the wood peach is thrown into the sky, and the Qiong Yao is rewarded. On that day, they drink and cheer and part.
Su Lan and Chun Xi painted each for a few days, copied the stone, and wrote the praising and writing pills for more than 20 days. The 3rd day of the 9th day was selected on March 3rd. The Qinxian came to discuss with Baozhu. He had to write a blessing to express his sincerity. Baozhu and others agreed with him. So the ten men thought about it together and put together a piece of article. After changing it several times, there was no trace of the couplet. Baozhu said: Tomorrow's blessing, we must invite all the famous scholars to come again. We jumped out of the pear garden. Everything in the past was no longer needed. The evil roots must be purified and the color realm must be eliminated. The remaining hairpins and jewelry were melted in front of the famous scholars. The dance sleeves and singing skirts were burned with fire. Isn't it refreshing? Everyone said: It's just our wish that Qinxian has no such things. Everyone checked out and gathered together. The burned tomorrow.On the third year of the Chinese New Year, the fragrant flowers are clustered on the Jiuxiang Building, and the fruits and vegetables are growing. The flower row sister class, and the preface of Brother Yanci is pious and respectful. After a while, all the famous scholars arrived.
When I came upstairs, I saw the red candles shining brightly. The cigarette clouds surrounded the Ten Flowers History and asked them to sit down. Then I bowed together. How could the famous scholars accept it? I quickly helped Baozhu up and said: Yesterday, I wanted to make a blessing article. I have compiled one random article and asked for correction.
Then he took out the prayer article and said: OK, I'll read itGao Pin read aloud, and the famous scholars listened to Gao Pin's reading: Wei year, month and day, Hua Shi Yuan Baozhu, the disciple of Jiuxianglou, carefully □ The fragrance of Baihe, brewed the wine of hundreds of flowers, presented it to the seat of the stars of the literary stars and wished: Wei's literary stars, the spirit of Sichuan and the mountain, the left and right bi, the Wei Shi Jinglun, so it is the line in the sky, and the descendants of the world, its light is like fire, its warmth is like spring, its roots in nature, and it is the basis of the ethics; it is seen in the poem, it is the change of strange and magical words, and it is the source of the wonderful sound of nature, and the empty sound is ten thousand secret emotions.Touching and lingering around in the mirror, looking at the shadows alone, smiling at the real ones in the void, distinguishing evil from the spring breeze and autumn moon, not knowing what other bright eyes and white teeth should be like? Pink, white, dark green, iron horses, golden swords, and clear songs, wonderful dances like galloping horses, and waves hurt the ancient and modern times, and the sun and the moon are constantly experiencing the creation, as the articles are divided into objects, and they gather together to reward □ Taibai, reverse the orchid and the zither, bright and elegant than the sheng spring, and the posture is neither strange nor chaotic, and the meaning is solemn, and the wording is bright
The vermilion is gorgeous in the sky, the golden sword reflects the sun, the spring is pouring into the stream, the flowers are dancing in the wind, the autumn is 10th, the fragrance is gone, the ghost cries at night, the gods are shocked, the tripod is cast in the day, the witch stands beside the witch, the dragon aunt welcomes the golden branch and the green feathers, the lightning thunder blows the paper Huo Xiaoyu, holding Dong Shuangcheng Shen'e to teach the pen, making it a text to say: There are five colors of the pen, the flowers of the pen are half full, the sound of the bang stone hits the sky drum, the green phoenix sings and the purple phoenix dances, the small words Zhan Zhan's foot for thousands of years
After reading the article, all the flowers and historians bowed together, and then burned the dance shirts, singing fans, green feathers and golden ornaments on the banks of Taihu stones in the garden. The famous scholars looked at the five colors of the fire. When they were about to burn, a gust of fragrant wind blew the ashes into the air, floating dots, reflecting a red sun, like countless flowers and butterflies flying, the gold was intoxicated, the fragrance was thrust higher and higher, and after half a day, it became ten thousand golden lights, and it flashed in a flash.
The flowers in the garden are as laughing, and they are trembling as if they want to speak
It's exactly:
When I met a girl with a flower, I gave a hand-length flower pen
The blue sea is full of sorrow, and the Pengshan Road is far away and there is no time to go
The face of the wind and dust, Xu Yu's articles and Wen Li's poems
I have my own love, don't ask, I know the gains and losses in this way.
We invited Mr. Hua, Tian Chunhang, Mei Ziyu, Shi Nanxiang, Gao Pin, Yan Zhongqing, Liu Wenze, Wang Xun, Xiao Cixian,
Jin Su, Qu Qinxian, and Jiuxiangyuan people, Qinxian met Mr. Hua, and was still a little uneasy. Mr. Hua did not ask about the past, and treated him with courtesy. At this time, Qinxian had already left the Dan Party and joined the Scholar Party. However, when he was Dan, he looked down on everything, and now he became humble and self-control. Therefore, everyone above and below respected him more, and no one laughed at him.
Qinxian is right for those famous actresses, but they are still the same as before. They are not unfamiliar with the sun, and the lights are shining in the evening.
After Mr. Hua entered the city, Ziyun tried the lamps for a while, as if he saw thousands of flowers blooming, the sound of firecrackers, the slogans for several miles, and the second update was brewing tea and talking about it.
Qin Xian went through hardships, and at this time she felt that the desolation of Xiao Temple was difficult to be fully realized. She recalled the desolation of Xiao Temple, the lonely lamp and the waning moon, and it was like a dream. Cixian said to Ji Fu in detail that Qin Xian had dreamed before and said to Ziyun in detail. Ji Fu smiled at Ziyun. Cixian said: Jiuxiang Tower is a perfect garden, with all flowers. Now there is a single flower god tablet, and it is in a remote place, just like the Land Temple. Wouldn't it be a blasphemy of the Flower God? I plan to borrow nine of them to make the history of Jiuxiang Flowers. What do you think?
Everyone thought it was strange and asked together: Please tell me the details. The wise man said: I have had this idea for a long time. I want to draw nine small images of them. Now that you have this idea, it is amazing. I will draw them one by one tomorrow. I will ask you to polish them. I will carve stones to offer them to the bottom of the Jiuxiang Tower. I am a flower god, but there are only nine, and I can't get twelve of them. Everyone also said to Da Miaojifu: I have an idea, but I don't know whether it is feasible or not?
Ziyun asked: How is it? Ji Fu said: If the Flower God is determined to have twelve people, you can get it. As long as you make Qu Daowen the Lord of Furong City, and then rely on the fairy Du mentioned in Yunon's previous life, get it to Yunon, and besides Yunon, it's not the twelve people? Spring Channel: Wonderful, Wonderful!
This image should be painted like it, not to mention the real name, or a separate name, each person makes a praise, and it seems real and illusory, and it should be combined with people and flowers. Zi Yu said: What is the best picture? Or is it a single person or a supplement to the scenery? Zhong Qing said: Naturally, a single person is painted together, and then a single person is painted together, and after the biography is carved, it can be painted out, or a page or a hand scroll can be mounted, all of which can be passed down from generation to generation. Wen Ze said: It is good to make two pieces, and it is embedded in the east and west pillars. Wang Xun said: If you paint fairy Du, you will paint the appearance of him on the lotus picking boat. Ji Fu said: If you dream of that mirror, it must be because I painted a dragon and attached to this mirror, so I will make the headline, okay? Everyone said: OK
Zi Yu said: People of Yunlong must guess that there is a meaning in it. Zi Yun said: These eleven essays are praised, and everyone will share them. Qi Xiandao: I am good to borrow Ji Fu from this great work. Ji Fu said: How dare you? How dare you? Qi Xiandao: There is no need to go beyond Mr. Qian Daosheng, the way of writing and ink will naturally be asked to let you. Everyone discusses, why both of you will make me the Yunlong one. After you have finished it, you can change it. Zi Yun said: Of course, I will borrow the ten essays from you. Now that you are like this, everyone draws lots, and Hua Xingbei also asks him to make one. Nanxiang said: Very good
So I wrote a lot and divided Qu Daoweng, Du Xiannv, Qu Qinxian into two lots, and the other nine people into nine lots.
It's strange to say that the writing must be spiritual, and the fate method of the previous life, Ziyun picked Taoist Weng, Ziyu picked Fairy Du, Qinxian, Jinsui, Baozhu, Chunhang picked Huifang, Zhongqing picked Qiguan, Wenze picked Chunxi, Nanxiang picked Lanbao, Wang Xun picked Guibao, Gaopin picked Yulin, Shixian picked Shu for a long time, so he could not pick Su Lan alone, so he had to send him to Master Hua to make the assignment. Ziyu said: It's easy to make a divination, it's difficult to draw, and it takes time to carve stones, and I don't know how many days it can be completed? Ji Fu said: It takes less than a few days, the stele is ready-made. On one side, it's necessary to ask Ji Shi Dwarf to find someone to carve it. It's necessary to embed these steles for a few days. We will always be in Jiuxiang Garden, so we can rest for a few more days. I'm so willing to paint. On the first day of the second month, we will have to gather in Jiuxiang Garden.
Everyone said it was reasonable, so they all scattered
Ziyu returned home with Qinxian. She had a rhyme wife inside and a handsome friend outside. She was famous and noble. She was very proud. She was very proud. She was very proud and noble. She was very proud and beautiful. She wrote a letter to Master Hua to write a biography of Su Lan. She was once a few days later.
After the painting was completed, Ji Fu asked him to make one by one, and he painted one by one. It was very cool that Ziyun was very cold and did not dare to take care of himself. He asked Daoweng, Qinxian, and Fairy Du to paint one, and asked Ziyu to write praises for 27 days. Even the praises were engraved. It was written by everyone on the 28th day and moved to Jiuxianglou to inlay, and completed in one day.
On the thirty day, Qinxian went to Jiuxiang Garden to see the stele. Jiudan went downstairs to Qinxian: Today we should also offer sacrifices to the flower god. We can only gather together tomorrow. This flower god is our image. If we ask them to come and sacrifice, we can't afford it. We will just pay ten of us to sacrifice for one sacrifice. Huifang and others thought it was, so they set up wine and fruits and burned the fragrance. Ten people bowed to Qinxian to see the first painting embedded in the east. There was a dragon hidden in the middle of the clouds and water. A claw was exposed, and a mirror was held. The title was: "The Flower Treasure Mirror" engraved with the praise of the Qixian: The above is not in the sky, the lower is not in the field, the clouds are born in the sky, the water comes out of the abyss and the magical changes, the atmosphere is the circle of the spiritual beads, the suspension of the mirror
The candle shines on the faint light, and the hidden evil spirit shows the virtuous as the moon is coming, and the fresh water is also called it □□, and the beauty is beautiful
The second person painted by Lun's turban, Taoist robes, and one of the fairies on both sides. The title is: "The Lord of Nine Fragrances, the Lord of Sanlu Daojun and the Lord of the Flowers, and there are praises under the statues of Du Xian, Zi Yu's handwriting: Gongqiong is the cloud, the Lord of the God is the water; in the sky and the earth, all the Siwen is Lang, Sihua is the essence of the host, the ancestor of the various flowers, the left Yingqiong Yao, the right Qing coral is one and two, and the same way is different, the five colors are dazzling, the Jiuhua flows fragrance in the heart and the flower mind, the auspiciousness of the literary fortune
Baozhu said: If these praises are really done well, if we describe our actual facts, even if we do not insult our body, we will be a humble person. Huifang said: No! Look at those flower reviews, even if you praise those people for their good sex and art, you will inevitably be a habit of the pear garden.
We can be considered to have jumped out of this level. Su Lan and others all sighed.
Qinxian looked at the third party and drew a fairy, clouds and mist? e, it was so beautiful that she picked up a flower in her hand. Qinxian knew it was Huifang. The title was: Jinwenhua Shi Suxian is a spring sailing postscript: Jinwenhua Shi Suxian, a spiritual comet, her color is like Yaoyu, she kneaded the snow and made her skin, she carved the moon to make her bones, often scattered flowers and cut the color, and she also threw rice to make pearls and cunning magical powers, all of which were samadhi.
Once played in the world, the only thing that left hatred in the green peach blossoms was the fairy shadow of Yanjianggao, which was gone and came. The divine light of Luopu was suddenly separated and merged with Xiao Shi always hung on the colorful phoenix. Pei Hang finally separated and separated from the blue bridge. It was suitable to build ten-fold pearl nets to protect the golden house at the top of the mountain of the group jade; why do you wish to open the nine-stack silver screens and peek at the plain face under the moon on the Yaotai platform.
Qin Xiandao: What is the verb of this postscript? The two words "crawling magical powers are all samadhi". Huifang smiled and said: How do he say it, where is it still considered us? Look at the fourth direction, a fairy wearing a moon and a colorful dress, holding a pearl in her hand, and the title is: The history of playing pearls and flowers Yuan Xian has golden grains and praises: The fairy dew is in the sky, the pearls go out to the sea; the harmonious god is in spring, and the elegance spreads like wildflowers and jade stamens, the national color and heavenly fragrance pearls are decorated with carts, the cloud brocade slits, the golden branches and green feathers, the jade □ bright moonlight, the Pengshan road is long and beautiful, and the wind is elegant
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Qin Xian said: Yaoqing's youth was painted by Jingyi, and Ji Fu praised it. Baozhu said: Just be a flower god, I deserve this? Look at the fifth direction, draw a fairy with a floating meaning, plain beauty, and flowing. He picked up an orchid with his hand. The title said: There is a short biography of Lu Xian under the Suxin Flower History, written by Mr. Hua: Lu Xian is agile and wise, with extraordinary talent, and is often dressed in purple gauze clothes. He chanted the clear fragrance of his body in the wind and dew. He is also good at writing and writing in the fragrance of orchids and rosary, and is good at writing. He buys it. He is not able to find a thousand silks in the world. When Zhong Rong commented on poems, saying that Yan Yan's gold-cutting and missed color is worse than Xie Kangle's first day, and is the pure beauty of the lotus, which is the incarnation of the lotus?
Qin Xian smiled and said: These sentences are more like these words than Xiang Wan's small photos, "Purple silk clothes sing in the wind and dew," and "Lotus incarnation", but they cannot be moved by others. It's really you. Su Lan smiled and said: How dare I take it?
Perhaps since you praise the God of Flowers, you will naturally have to praise it. Qinxian looked at the sixth-party fairy again. It is slender and weak. □Yu Wu Lingfeng, with a light appearance on her palm, wearing a golden step on her head, and the title is: The Seven Flowers of Shi Jinxian is Xiao Cixian's seven-character poem: The eyebrows of the new moon are slender, and the glory is naturally not necessary.
The mandarin brocade is cut into Jiuhua tent, and the mermaid beads are worn into ten curtains
Invisible in Langyuan and rely on the jade tree, return to the robbery □□Dianyu Mark
I am afraid that the fairy can't stay, the morning breeze blows on the green clouds
Qin Xiandao: Write down all the expressions of Shouxiang. Shufang smiled and said: The word "Skinny" is a bit like, it makes me feel ashamed. Look at the fairy painted in the seventh direction. Beneath the two jade trees, there is a jade tree that is soaring to the wind. The title is "Juejuanhua Shi Lixian", which is a high-quality poem Qin Xiandao: Is Gao Zhuoran willing to say good things?
Yulin said: There are no mean people this time Huifang said: This poem is very good
Qinxian looks at it: the flowers are in love, the moon is in love, and the jade tree is in the wind is even more graceful
I don't know that orchids are expensive in the tent, and I am ashamed to be a mortal in the rain clouds in my dream
The coral pillow is red, and the jade building's head is locked in green smoke
Exiled to Tiantai to guard the lonely and lonely family, the green peaches flowing water from year to year
Qin Xian said: That's really good, I wrote down the rich fragrance and charm of Peixian together
Yulin said: This poem is not very good, and it is a bit mean. What's the best thing about looking at the middle sentences in the tent? Huifang said: There is nothing but the beauty and dignity of writing. Baozhu said: Even if Zhuo Ran is kind, if he wants him to be more solemn, he would not want to do so. But he said that he said this kind of habit. You see, he said a few serious words in his life? Ji Fu said that he came to Beijing last year and had a joke about Zhuo Ran. He had a cousin who invited him to dinner. Several guests sat there. The cousin asked him: "Would you be fine when you came home last year and saw my house?" Zhuo Ran said:Very good, my cousin gave birth to another cousin the month before. The cousin was stunned when he heard this and thought: How could I have a son if I haven't been home for three or four years? It's hard to ask him in front of him. Although those guests were not happy, he said that he wouldn't have a cousin, so he went there and after the guest parted, the cousin asked him: What did you say just now? ‘Think about how Zhuoran answered? He said: I met my cousin for the first time, so I naturally had to find a good word. I looked for this sentence casually, but there was nothing.' He was so angry that his cousin was about to die, but he couldn't help his long-term kin, and he would sneer, let alone others? Everyone laughed: No Jifu's mouth could not let himLook at the eighth direction again, draw a fairy with a jade-like appearance, a brocaded clothes, a waist hanging on the autumn water, like the aunt Gongsun, the title says: Xia Yinhua Shi Wang Xianqin Xian knows it is Lan Bao, look at Shi Nanxiang's seven ancients: I watch Wang Xian dance the magic sword, and my hand holds a line of cold spring, and the winter and winter drums start to three times. The wind is bright and the rainbow reflects the water and form a group, the electric current penetrates the clouds like a line breaks open and the green gun, and the big feather arrows are falling, the brocaded clothes are jade-like He Pinting, white swallowing, red cheeks and green eyebrows
The clouds are gently swaying in brocade boots, and they go like birds coming like thunder. The viewers are surrounded by blocks. I don’t envy the heroes and envy the green clouds and green hair. The nine beams are arranged in flowers. The ancient concubines do not love their reputation by themselves. I cherish my own beauty. Please see the yellow-shirted guest in the world. How many grudges and revenge cannot be achieved.
Qin Xian praised: This song is really well done in the Seven Ancients, and it is more portrayed in detail than "Gongsun Da Niang's Sword Dance". Wang Lanbao smiled but did not say anything about Huifang. He said: Xi Shiyi made a fuss last year, but thanks to him, I have no choice. Su Lan said: So you are also afraid of Xi Shiyi. Is he more profitable than Pan San? Huifang said: Pan San is a useless person. When Xi Shiyi makes a fuss, it is the same as the coachman who was sent by Wei Pin the day before yesterday. Are you afraid? Lan Bao said: What will you do if I am not at home that day?
Huifang said: I can't escape. Qinxian asked Xi Shiyi how she was. Lan Bao learned his appearance for a while. Qinxian also found it funny. Huifang said: I heard that Xi Shiyi went out of the capital, but the day before yesterday I saw a person in the barber shop, which looked very much like the boy he brought that day. Even if it was not him, it must be his brother. There was no such thing as Lan Bao said: Maybe Xi Shiyi didn't bring him, and the dog boy was not determined, and he was only worthy of being a shaving head. Qinxian looked at the ninth direction again, drawing a plum blossom, there was a magpies, and there was a fairy under the plum blossom, and the title was: The spring flower Shi Linxian saw a poem by Liu Wenze: The birds on the plum blossom branches rewarded spring, and the jade man Du Lanxiang was not seen under the plum blossom tree. Green calyx came fortunately to meet the true green sleeves and graceful sleeves, and the white clothes were beautiful and charming, showing nature
But the pearls are more beautiful, the powder is washed, and the new moon is delicate among the clouds, the flowers are faint, the smoke is clear outside the autumn water is full of the storm, the morning glow is so beautiful, but the sky is so beautiful, and it is not human and the immortal
The orchid is beautiful and the chrysanthemum is fragrant. I miss the beauty. When will I forget the shallowness of Penglai? I want to follow it and ride the phoenix and the wind blows rapidly. The jade dew is cold and the sucks the thin brush to express it. I am confused about the appearance of jade.
Qin Xiandao: Good fu is the pine wind and bamboo rain, the fairy dew and pearls, which carve your purity and beauty together. Chunxi said: This is where the front boat was doing fu seriously, and I forgot the title. Qin Xiandao: But it is also your situation. Look at the tenth direction, there is a fairy under a osmanthus tree, with a romantic figure and a good eye. The title is: The flower history of the Toad Palace, Wang Xiandao knows that it is Gu Bao, and there is a poem from Wang Xun in the five ancient times: The green moon hangs in the moon, the flowers bloom in the autumn, the bright toad palace maid, I am always worried about stealing medicine and running away, and there is no reason for the world. Guanghan 20,000 households, the twelve floor of the pearl
The roundness is missing, and the world only looks up to you during the rotation day, but you can't see any eyebrows in the Penglai water. You can also use the divine boat to rush
The Milky Way looks across the piers, and the Chinese Valentine's Day tells you that you are only this moon, and it is hard to find Zhang Lihua, and you can enjoy the slept in the white.
Qin Xiandao: Good poems, good poems! It makes people speak the fragrance and fragrance really look like Chang'e Gui Baodao: It's not me, this is the history of the flower in the Chan Palace. Everyone said: These poems, praise, are they competing for the victory of the strange and beautiful words, where do they remember me? It is Zhu Jun's poem, Jingyi and Yu Xiang, these two praises, are determined by the title.
Qin Xian said: It's very cut, and you'll change these poems, and you won't look like them. Baozhu said: There is only Jingfang's poem, which can't be replaced. Qin Xian looked at the eleventh side again, painted an apricot blossom, and there was a fairy underneath, with pearl waist and jade wool, very charming. The title said: When the flower history, I know it is Qi Guan, and I look at Yan Zhongqing's preface: When the flower history, Qin Xian, plays in the world, and sees it. The spring is red and apricot branches are springy. It is bright eyes and flirts with smiles. The bright pink lingers in the mood, and the red reflects the flesh; the hairpin turns into a sparrow, and the bright mirror is flying in the golden house. What's wrong with the golden house? It reflects the jade screen but the same color, but the heart has not been agreed for a long time, and the strong nature is always the weaver girl, and I often see the weaving shuttle; the water goddess comes out, but I haven't met the penis cloud? The wind moves, and the golden lotus is born every step; the fog? The fragrance floats, and I'm surprised who doesn't say that the jade tree in the morning is peerless, so why do I feel ashamed of the immortals?
If you talk about the pink and beautiful things in the six palaces, you will definitely give the dragon head; if you say that the flower corpse of the first year is the real phoenix tail
Qinxian praised Huifang for a while and said: Look at these poems and essays, each has its own genre, but the rhythm is not mixed, and the system is judged, and it is difficult to determine the advantages and disadvantages. Qinxian said: Although it is a few small articles, but the auspicious light is a piece of feather and the colorful color of the world is ultimately better than the five colors of the bird screen. It is not a shame to us for several years. Everyone is happy.
Qin Xian had dinner at Jiuxianglou and sat in a chat. Baozhu suddenly said: Today, all the brothers are in the same place. I think that ten of us, together in the capital, have fallen into the chrysanthemum tribe, and now they all jump out. Although the sufferings and the comforts of the people, since then, as long as everyone is still in peace, there must be no storm. But our group of people cannot be regarded as the rare group of famous scholars in the world to elevate us to this position. That is rare in the world. Are you grateful or not? Everyone said: How can you not feel grateful? Baozhu said: If you are grateful, how can you repay me? Everyone could not say to Baozhu:I think of a way to repay them. Since they carved our images and became the gods of flowers, why don’t we carve them images and offer them upstairs? They call us Flower History, we call them Wenxing, imitating Sikong’s "Poetry Pin", each of which made a four-character praise poem. Do you want to repay this? Su Lan said: This is wonderful, but our poems are not worthy of them. Who should I ask to draw these images? Huifang said: It’s Yaoqing, you and Xiaomei have a separate painting, and you don’t have to draw clothes. We will start with the praises tonight, and look at them tomorrow, and then draw them again.
We only give each other their own gifts, and it is not very difficult to praise a single praise.
Qin Xian was very happy, so she quit her home. When she thought about it at night, Ziyu had not talked about everyone's praise for the night.
Tomorrow, Qin Xian went to Jiuxiang Tower to see Zan and everyone. Everyone used it for a while, and then they thought about it for a while, and then they thought for a while, and they were perfect. The pearl was copied in a place, and the famous scholars had arrived one after another. Mr. Hua and Jin Jifu were also here. Everyone was going to sacrifice to the flower god. Baozhu and others stopped him, but they still set up incense tables. The famous scholars boiled wine and burned incense, and then they did not bow down to the place. Then they placed four seats under Jiuxiang Tower, and sat in this gathering. Everyone was happy, and they all had no shortcomings. They also listed delicacies, and the flowers were in a row.
Halfway through the wine, Baozhu spoke at a wardrobe and said: Baozhu and ten others were in a confused place. Now they came to the shore to avoid the past mistakes, and they were diligent in their practice. They were all the power of the nobles to promote the nobles, but they were grateful and had no power to repay their virtues. They could only one stick of fragrance every day to wish the nobles a long life. The glory and the ten people discussed yesterday. They also wanted to set up the nobles' literary stars and positions on the Jiuxiang Tower. They also carved stones on the same day and night to pay their respects to the future. They should recite the Buddha devoutly and do not recognize the nobles' misfortune and the vulgar pen as a deviant pen, so that we can do what we wish? The famous scholars were very happy, and they all gave in a few words. Baozhu said: Mr. Duxiang mentioned elegance and had to establish another rank. Above all the literary stars, saying: Do the immortal leaders do not know that the nobles agree? Everyone said: It is the sensation. Ziyun said:How dare you? Baozhu took out the manuscript respectfully, but it was copied into one place. The correct regular script, except for the leader Xu Wenxing, the leader of the immortals, all are determined by the age of age. The second is the immortals' Yi-Class Xiao Wenxing, the third is the immortals' fun-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality high-quality Mei Wenxing, the famous scholars humbly gave in: These qualities are too ridiculous.Then read the first song, which was written by ten of them, and the title is: "The Leader of the Immortals": The Leader of the Immortals can be used to both the whole world and not to be separated, and will not be separated from the great freedom. It has extensive facilities and no self-desire, nor does it have self-desire, nor does it have self-desire, and the moon flows through the sky. It shines everywhere, and the sky is left without clouds. The sky dew falls into the big bell, and it can be bumped into the inch.
The second poem is "The Essays in the Immortals" written by Jin Shufang:
Only the leisure is quiet, only the leisure is leisurely cranes chirping in the forest, clouds lie on the mountain, autumn flowers are beautiful, breeze goes back to the bamboo forest, guest smiles and washes feet in the clear stream, holding the piano, there are plums in the river, chrysanthemums fall on the fence and split tea, and pine flowers are ripe
The third poem is "Interesting in the Immortals" written by Yulin:
The messy clothes, the slutty makeup, laughing, anger and scolding, all became the oriental humor, Chunyu hid and turned the four seats, the whole hall was full of words without abuse, and the actions were leisurely and leisurely. After chatting, Maitreya smiled, everyone was happy
The fourth poem is "The Mad Products of the Immortals" written by Wang Lanbao:
Hulong plows the smoke, sharpens the knife and cuts the clouds and storms everywhere, falls flowers catch the bright moon, the belly is sunny and the blue sky is scattered, the fallen crowd dies drunk, I don’t ride whale with the sound of the blue sea, Yaojing is emitting a crown and dress, but this fairy bone
The fifth poem is "The Highest Immortals" written by Qin Qi:
The lonely crane flies in the smoke, and the geese fly far away in the sky. The green clouds are slightly independent of thousands of feet. The beautiful wind blows the clothes and looks up at the autumn courtyard. The moon and stars look up at the ancient pines. The blue radish cannot reach the clouds by the Taihua. Who can climb the peak of Penglai through the water? It is only exciting to stop.
The sixth poem is Lin Chunxi's title of "The Legend of Immortal Zhonghe":
Five flavors are seasoned, five sounds of peaceful heating enter the law, the spring breeze flows by itself, the sun is misty, the sun is bright, the clouds are bright, the moon is full, the river is full of the river, the song "Nichang" is "Xiaoshao" is 90% unpretentious, and it is a leisurely and good luck, and it is said that
The seventh poem is the "My Piano in the Immortality" written by Wang Guibao:
The pure and harmonious sound is full of joy. The whole story is full of joy. The moon is drunk in autumn. The flowers are in spring. The bridal chamber is warm. The sound of the golden palace is high and the heart is fragrant. The calyx is budding. It is called wealth and health. It is like a guest, friend, wife is happy to be together. Parents are long and long.
The eighth poem is "The Immortal Chinese Collection" written by Su Huifang:
The brocade clothes are walking in the day, the jade-like hairpin is full of flowers and jade, the moonlight is full of pearls, the sunset is bright, the flowing clouds are bright, the golden plate is brought to the dew, the pink wall is solemn and wonderful, the celestial girl is wearing a jade pendant, the martenkong is close to Penglai, the five colors are seen looking at
The ninth poem is "The Legend of the Immortals" written by Lu Sulan:
Wearing swords and halberds, casting and singings with my wishes, breaking the coral purple silk step barrier, red brocade marten, singing and falling, e jade spraying beads, self-appreciating, hitting the spit pot, the north wind blows in the sky, snowflakes blow like palms, and the sound of the horns, and no sound of succession has been heard for a long time
The tenth poem is "The Best Immortals" written by Yuan Baozhu:
The most supreme grade, the first one is to recommend this gentleman who is very wonderful, he is unrestrained and has great wisdom, knowledgeable and gentle, "Nine Hills" and "Three Tombs" are straightforward, Bao Pu Hanfen talks about eloquence, saying that sword papers are inappropriate, and free and easy
The eleventh song is "Authentic" written by Qu Qin:
The red color is the right color, the elegant sound is the right sound to observe virtue, but the body is the ultimate nature of the journey, sorrow and joy, but there is no more love, the pearl light and the moon color, the crystal clear Yu strings and summer dance, the scenery is still bright, the sweet spring is not water, the auspicious zhi is not grass, the scenery is not grass, the stars are celebrated clouds, all said to be Heng Shao
After reading it, the famous scholars were happy to move their colors and praised them all, saying: It can be said that the wood peach is thrown into the sky, and the Qiong Yao is rewarded. On that day, they drink and cheer and part.
Su Lan and Chun Xi painted each for a few days, copied the stone, and wrote the praising and writing pills for more than 20 days. The 3rd day of the 9th day was selected on March 3rd. The Qinxian came to discuss with Baozhu. He had to write a blessing to express his sincerity. Baozhu and others agreed with him. So the ten men thought about it together and put together a piece of article. After changing it several times, there was no trace of the couplet. Baozhu said: Tomorrow's blessing, we must invite all the famous scholars to come again. We jumped out of the pear garden. Everything in the past was no longer needed. The evil roots must be purified and the color realm must be eliminated. The remaining hairpins and jewelry were melted in front of the famous scholars. The dance sleeves and singing skirts were burned with fire. Isn't it refreshing? Everyone said: It's just our wish that Qinxian has no such things. Everyone checked out and gathered together. The burned tomorrow.On the third year of the Chinese New Year, the fragrant flowers are clustered on the Jiuxiang Building, and the fruits and vegetables are growing. The flower row sister class, and the preface of Brother Yanci is pious and respectful. After a while, all the famous scholars arrived.
When I came upstairs, I saw the red candles shining brightly. The cigarette clouds surrounded the Ten Flowers History and asked them to sit down. Then I bowed together. How could the famous scholars accept it? I quickly helped Baozhu up and said: Yesterday, I wanted to make a blessing article. I have compiled one random article and asked for correction.
Then he took out the prayer article and said: OK, I'll read itGao Pin read aloud, and the famous scholars listened to Gao Pin's reading: Wei year, month and day, Hua Shi Yuan Baozhu, the disciple of Jiuxianglou, carefully □ The fragrance of Baihe, brewed the wine of hundreds of flowers, presented it to the seat of the stars of the literary stars and wished: Wei's literary stars, the spirit of Sichuan and the mountain, the left and right bi, the Wei Shi Jinglun, so it is the line in the sky, and the descendants of the world, its light is like fire, its warmth is like spring, its roots in nature, and it is the basis of the ethics; it is seen in the poem, it is the change of strange and magical words, and it is the source of the wonderful sound of nature, and the empty sound is ten thousand secret emotions.Touching and lingering around in the mirror, looking at the shadows alone, smiling at the real ones in the void, distinguishing evil from the spring breeze and autumn moon, not knowing what other bright eyes and white teeth should be like? Pink, white, dark green, iron horses, golden swords, and clear songs, wonderful dances like galloping horses, and waves hurt the ancient and modern times, and the sun and the moon are constantly experiencing the creation, as the articles are divided into objects, and they gather together to reward □ Taibai, reverse the orchid and the zither, bright and elegant than the sheng spring, and the posture is neither strange nor chaotic, and the meaning is solemn, and the wording is bright
The vermilion is gorgeous in the sky, the golden sword reflects the sun, the spring is pouring into the stream, the flowers are dancing in the wind, the autumn is 10th, the fragrance is gone, the ghost cries at night, the gods are shocked, the tripod is cast in the day, the witch stands beside the witch, the dragon aunt welcomes the golden branch and the green feathers, the lightning thunder blows the paper Huo Xiaoyu, holding Dong Shuangcheng Shen'e to teach the pen, making it a text to say: There are five colors of the pen, the flowers of the pen are half full, the sound of the bang stone hits the sky drum, the green phoenix sings and the purple phoenix dances, the small words Zhan Zhan's foot for thousands of years
After reading the article, all the flowers and historians bowed together, and then burned the dance shirts, singing fans, green feathers and golden ornaments on the banks of Taihu stones in the garden. The famous scholars looked at the five colors of the fire. When they were about to burn, a gust of fragrant wind blew the ashes into the air, floating dots, reflecting a red sun, like countless flowers and butterflies flying, the gold was intoxicated, the fragrance was thrust higher and higher, and after half a day, it became ten thousand golden lights, and it flashed in a flash.
The flowers in the garden are as laughing, and they are trembling as if they want to speak
It's exactly:
When I met a girl with a flower, I gave a hand-length flower pen
The blue sea is full of sorrow, and the Pengshan Road is far away and there is no time to go
The face of the wind and dust, Xu Yu's articles and Wen Li's poems
I have my own love, don't ask, I know the gains and losses in this way.
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