Speaking of the maids, Mrs. Wang heard the maids talk about how exquisitely arranged the chrysanthemum screen in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. It was just leisurely that day, so she sat in a small bamboo sedan chair and brought the jade bracelet and embroidered phoenix to the Grand View Garden. She saw the frosty leaves in the garden, and the lyrics on the rocks were even more cute. Looking at the scenery, she had already arrived at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Yinger saw outside the door. She hurried in to notify Baochai, and everyone came out to welcome Tanchun and said: Madam is happy today, and she also came to see the chrysanthemums. Mrs. Wang said: chrysanthemums are common. I heard that you are making fresh chrysanthemums. I will join in the fun. Baochai said: It's the third sister who looks like she is, and she is only made roughly. She is placed in the house.
Mrs. Wang got out of the bamboo sedan chair, held the Xiufeng and walked into the house. Pay close attention to the back of the red sandalwood strips. The one hanging was the picture of the chrysanthemum colored by Zhao Zhongmu. A couplet of Huaisu was hung next to it. The sentence was the 9th autumn hero, which is the color of Zhong Zheng. The sentence was written in nine autumns. It was Zhong Zheng. The cursive script was very flying. The mountain with chrysanthemum stones was placed on the table. The crystal flower bags and the frozen stone tripod house were surrounded by winding screens. There were a whole fan of glass on both sides. The inside was divided into four layers. Each layer was decorated with many chrysanthemum pots. Each pot of Yixing magnetic basin was embedded with a tooth sign, engraved with flower names, such as green velvet scissors, red bean banners, fairy brocades, peach blossom balls, jade butterflies, silver belt enclosures, bronze hibiscus, silver red Kuilong. Various names and colors were filled with lanterns. They were made of chrysanthemums made of various fine materials, with fine candles embedded in them. At first glance, they were no different from real flowers.
Mrs. Wang led everyone around the screen for a while and said with a smile: It's so hard for you. Not only did you think of this method, but even the flowers are not randomly placed. You only look at the various colors, the shades and shades are matched with each other. Baochai said: These are all Ying'er's right things. He usually cares about color matching and weaving flower baskets, so we asked him to help with the dispatch, which is quite good.
Mrs. Wang said: How many chrysanthemums have I seen? Needless to say, the Empress Dowager Wansheng last year, followed a group of imperial edicts to celebrate the chrysanthemums. From the palace gate to the hall, there are many chrysanthemums in the mountains, which are so exquisite! Xiangyun said: The third sister said, it takes some time to play to make fun of things. We listened to him, from the end of last month, until today, the fourth sister has always been lazy and lazy. This time, I have been cheering up and have been busy for two or three days! Tanchun said: We only have the Double Ninth Festival, if we are happy to be a poet here, it will be easy to invite the group of chrysanthemums to enjoy the chrysanthemums, so that we can use this to disperse our chrysanthemums. Mrs. Wang said: The master also likes chrysanthemums. That year, I went out to appreciate chrysanthemums and brought Baoyu and Lan'er to do poetry together yesterday. I told him, and he also came to see them. After a while, he said:Baoyu has always been fun. If he saw it at home, he would not know how to be happy! As he said, he was very sad! After hearing this, Baochai's eyes turned red. Xiangyun said: On the Double Ninth Festival, we still want to invite the second brother. Sister Lin came here to write poems. If he could ask him, what the wife would ask him, it would be easy to ask. Mrs. Wang hurriedly said: How do you ask for a Dharma? Can you really find him? Tanchun said: Don't listen to his nonsense, it's just to help Luan and invite immortals! Ping'er also came with Yanhong, and the maids from each room came to see the new things in groups, and they all praised him.
On the first day of the Double Ninth Festival, Xue Baoqin, Li Wen and Li Qi both came to the Grand View Garden to live. They first went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to see the manuscript of Daiyu's poems that day. They had already been framed and nailed to the wall. Baochai pointed them at them and said: This is a coincidence, but it is also a chrysanthemum. Baoqin said: In my opinion, it was the last time that he came to the "Chrysanthemum Club". He had not finished his fun. That night, he only looked at the few sentences under the lamp. Isn't it clear?
Tanchun said: I am asking for a spirit tomorrow. If he comes, let’s ask him.
Baoqin lived in Baochai's place. The next morning, he got up with Baochai to Xiaoxiang Pavilion first. Tanchun Xiangyun was already there. Everyone watched the maids arrange the crystal flower bags and put water in various colors of chrysanthemums. They added dragons to the frozen stone tripod. There were many sandalwood embroidery sills in front of the screen. There were an old magnetic bottle and a Xuande furnace. They also provided chrysanthemum burning incense and ink. Each piece of paper was exquisite. There were a long ice and snow paper on the marble screen, with twelve poems: first, first, second, second, third, third, fourth, first beg for chrysanthemum, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first
It was almost noon, Xichun, Xiuyan, Li Wen and Li Qi arrived one after another, but Li Wan finally visited the spring and said: Sister-in-law is late today, what's wrong? Li Wan said: Lan'er came back from Luanyang and came to see me in the city. We talked, but it took a while. Everyone lingered around the chrysanthemum screen and went to read the title of the poem again, Xiangyun said:The twelve poems I have planned are also in sequence, without the chrysanthemum seedlings, so some of them are divided from the branches of chrysanthemums, and they cannot help but dry them. Therefore, when the chrysanthemums have chrysanthemums, they must be cultivated and cared for. Therefore, when the chrysanthemums are about to bloom, some come to visit and ask for help from the neighboring garden. So there are chrysanthemums, and they must carry them back when they beg for chrysanthemums. So they take care of the chrysanthemums that cannot be begged, so they have to go to other places to appreciate them. Even if they are begged or begged, they must always comment on them. Then they will evaluate them.
When it is about to be broken, it can be picked in a bottle for a few more days, so I continue to pick chrysanthemums when it is autumn, and I can only part with sad separation. Therefore, I use the chrysanthemums to make a return trip. As for brewing chrysanthemums and pillowing chrysanthemums, it is the rest of the chrysanthemums to enjoy the chrysanthemums, and to send the remaining meaning of the chrysanthemums to the end. What do you think? Everyone said: The benefits of chrysanthemums are included in the title of the previous poem, which is exactly the wonderful text of the fan. I also said: I still recommend the old farmer in the rice fragrance, and I borrow the ancestral hall to record Xing Xiuyan and said: We have no other name yet, what about the name? Xiangyun said: Are you not an old friend of outsiders? I will give you an other name, called Kanmei Yiyou. Xing Xiuyan said: This is just used occasionally, and it is all about them. What about them? Li Wan said: There was a "Yiyuan" in our family, and there were many places. I only remember "Lan Xi" and "Xiao Gu", Sister Wen, Sister Qi just wrote "Lan Xi" and "Xiao Gu". Li Wen said: Sister Bao, you can also write a question for Sister Qin. Baochai said: What if he doesn't matter, let him want to go by himself.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Xiangyun smiled and said: After we had lunch, we said that the article was to be pressed out of wine and rice. What about the poems on an empty stomach? As he said, he asked to set up the rice and it was discussed by Xiangyun and Baochai Tanchun to choose the dishes that everyone liked to eat. There were fresh white fish from Mudanjiang, which was brought by Bao Yong's newly entrusted tribute envoy. Its flavor was even more than the Yangtze River shad. Baochai also handed it over to the vegetarian fish for Xichun. He also prepared a vegetarian vegetarian for Xichun. He also prepared a vegetarian vegetarian for Xichun. He was now recommended Xiuyan to sit in the head, Li Wen and Li Qi sat on the left and right, and then Baoqin and Tanchun were all afraid to drink as much white fish as possible because they wanted to make poems. They prepared a small plate of ginger and vinegar. Tanchun tasted a piece of it and smiled and said: This was also a bit crab-like. Xiangyun said: I also made a few poems last time, which was better than crabs. I should use him as a poem title to live up to this deliciousness.After dinner, we rinse tea, and we sit aside
Xiu Yan said: Should we ask for a spirit first or write a poem first? Xiang Yun said: We all recognize the questions first, and only leave the beginning and end questions to Xiaoxiang Yihong.
Baochai said: Xiaoxiang's poetry is quick, and only one topic is not enough to spread. Finally, he came to let us leave "Juju" for him. So everyone dipped their pens and went to the stone screen to pick the poem titles. They selected the ones and marked them under the poem titles, either Heng, Banana, Xia, Xiuyan, Wen, Qi, and Qi. They also used new alias. They all picked the rhymes in the rhyme box. Li Wan said: You have never liked limited rhymes, why do you ask for trouble? Tanchun said: Someone went to Dongmeng before, and saw that the rhyme cards were very interesting. I bought it for me. We tried to play with the rhymes. There was no need to put them on today, so I didn't put them on. Baoqin smiled and said: It's probably because of the third brother-in-law's filial piety? Tanchun smiled and didn't answer. Everyone sat for tea and walked on their own.
Li Wan lit the incense and went to the corridor to talk to Xichun. He heard him talk about something about Shi Dian Baochai watched the Ying'er picking some late osmanthus, woven into osmanthus balls, and led Hui Ge to play Tanchun out of the house. Seeing Baoqin holding a green bamboo beside the stone of Taihu Lake, she was in a daze, and said with a smile: Look at the picture of Qin's leaning against bamboo, Qiu Shizhou may not be able to draw it, not to mention the jade pots of the current jade pot. Xiangyun didn't hear it, but only squatted under the bamboo bushes, watching the ants coming and going in the moss field, Li Wen and Li Qi were still walking in the house. Li Qi walked to the west wall, looked at Cui Bai hanging on the wall, Xie Yuan's two frames of fine chrysanthemums, and stopped unconsciously, and she was still chanting. Tanchun walked into the house, took the black silver and poured the pot by himself, took a sip of the wine soaked in the rose, and sat down to write, and wrote and wiped it again, as if he had not yet determined Baoqin had calmed his mind, and said to Xiangyun:What are Sister Yun doing while squatting there? She is going to get sick in the tide field, and Xiang is afraid she will be finished.
Xiangyun said: You go write yours, don't worry about me
Baoqin came in and saw that Wenqi had already written more than half of them, so she rushed to write and handed over Xichun Xichun and said: Sister Qin, you should also get a separate number! Baoqin smiled and said: What should I get? I have been abroad before, so it was called Yunzhu Guike.
I looked at the chrysanthemum again and walked back to the corridor. Seeing that Baochai was still fiddling with the osmanthus balls, I hurriedly called out: Is sister's poem done? Baochai said: I already have one, but it's not good. As he said that, he sent the flower balls to Baoqin and Xiangyun each, he pulled Xiangyun in to write the poem and waited for a meal. Everyone handed over Xichun to take a Sutra, reiterated it and Li Wan took it. Looking closely at the poem: Putting chrysanthemums and bananas into the guest.
Nei Pu came to learn how to plant rice seedlings, and the new soil paste was tried
I'll get the rain from the empty fence, but I'll still get frost from the old path
The deep and shallow meaning is rare, the horizontal and slanting shadows gradually turn into a journey
Diligent rewards the west wind, and accompany me to chant for a while
Old Friends of the Little Chrysanthemum
The scenery is brewing to the sanying, and the weather is sunny outside the fence and the threshold is clear
After the holiday, Lao Pu supports his heart and strength, and the person with the eyes is full of nature
The cold rain melts three paths, and the night frost will make you clear
If a birthday visitor should ask, Shangliuan Yizhizhi to take care of life
Exploring the chrysanthemums and returning home
Han Fang is deliberately leading the skirt, Manchu is already drunk with his kindness
The old garden is as late as possible, and the secret fence is coming to a certain state of mind
Ge Qiang Dream to Try the Double Ninth Festival Rain, the fragrance of the turquoise follows the clouds
To report the frost and wind, butterflies are flying in the west garden
Begging for jujube orchid old hidden
Beg for the frost to shine on the plain collar, and the fragrance should not wait for the deep autumn
The love is like a bowl, the cold appearance is lingering in the ground
It’s not bad to have a flower sect, but to pursue it together
Why do you repay the west wind? Let’s pick up the crazy branches and press your hairpin
Honking chrysanthemums
Take the fence and plant it in the morning, and carry it to the wood door.
The shadows are priceless in autumn, the fragrance of the past is full of dreams and traces
The west wind and yellow leaf paths are all the way, and the cold rain is covered with Baisha Village
The towel is drunk with you, don’t carry the old tiled pot in the frost
Review of Jugu Layman
The straits are in conflict with the world, and no one can say that you can enjoy the sound of the sound of the world
Youfang does not want to compete for the best or inferior situation? Yige should still be thinner and fat
Detailed identification of the name of incense and engraved jade seal script, try to copy the golden emblem with light photos
The origin of real chrysanthemums in the world is very small, and the evaluation of elixirs may not be bad.
Picking chrysanthemums and chrysanthemums
Don’t wait for the frost to be broken, it’s difficult to pick it up and call it as expected.
The bee-beard fragrance returns to the body, the deer-eye eyes are often cold
Shang Luyou's makeup stops jade cutting, thinks about high standards to avoid gold plate
Don't say that the scenery of the old shop is over, and you are still with the poets to take the crown
Don't know how to get old friends
When the old autumn garden is about to part, the melancholy in the fragrance seems to be on the sidelines
The dream and the period of time are far away from the free-standing fence, the cold pillow leaves the fragrance and the dream and the period
The butterfly resents the frost is alone, the birds and the moon are singing and the earth expressing lovesickness
Do you know if the person who rolls the curtains? Don’t go further before the flowers are arranged later
Brewing chrysanthemums and plum blossoms
The broken gold-picking Ying helps the photo, the cold fragrance brings new eyes
Many people drink in Nanyang are crazy, Peng Ze returns to the office to be drunk
The frost urn is for thousands of days to enjoy, and the smell of the bed accounts for ten thousand autumn
After the squid, the charm is here, and the business style is held with a cup to talk about the old travel
Everyone also read it and praised each other Baochai and said, "Do you want to ask the old farmer of rice fragrance to evaluate first, or wait until you have helped the spirits to comment?" Xing Xiuyan said, "How can we compare with fairy poems?" Li Wan said, "This poem is almost equal in craftsmanship, so you must divide it into A and B, and you can only add the moon and day to evaluate it according to me: "Picking chrysanthemums" first, "Boarding chrysanthemums" second, "Farewell chrysanthemums", and then "Exploring chrysanthemums", "Putting chrysanthemums", "Puting chrysanthemums", "Brewing chrysanthemums", "Bood chrysanthemums", "Raising chrysanthemums" and "Raising chrysanthemums" are not right or wrong? Baoqin, Xiuyan, and Xiangyun said, "I am very fair, Baochai said:My two poems are not good, but I love the "Dian's Apricot" "The old garden is as late as possible, and the quiet fence is coming to a certain level." The magical taste of the word "Dian's" is drawn into a couplet of "Gezi" and "Mangzi". It is also very charming. The two sentences "Spin the Chrysanthemum" "Splitting the Chrysanthemum" "The deep and shallow meaning is rare, and the horizontal and slanting shadow love gradually becomes a journey". It is specially used to draw a simple description, which seems to be above what I do. Tanchun said: According to my opinion, the four sentences in "Betying for the Chrysanthemum" have a profound meaning.
The couplet of "Crazy Guest" and "Drunk Hou" in "Brewing Chrysanthemums" is a famous line. Li Wen said: What I did is shallow? Are there two precious poems from Hengwu? "The west wind and yellow leaves are all over the shoulders, and the white sand village is covered with cold rain" and it is also a good thing to put down in the poems of the Tang Dynasty. It is better than the one in "Picking Chrysanthemums"! Li Wan said: If we talk about poetry, each capital is better. Only the poem "Picking Chrysanthemums" is well-proportioned and has a higher life meaning. What is the couplet of "Caiming Chrysanthemums"? Isn't it bad? Everyone commented again.
Baochai said: Let’s comment on this poem slowly. Please ask Sister Xing to help Luan first.
Xiu Yan said: If you want to write a spirit, you need to have red pens and yellow paper. You have to add some incense to the incense burner.
Xiangyun hurriedly ordered Cuilu to take the red pen, inkstone and yellow paper, and add incense and candles. When he was young, Xiuyan had already drawn a pen and drew a talisman, and he drew a silent talisman in the incense burner. He then helped Baochai raise the spirit raft. The raft had been drawn more than ten circles in a row, and then wrote a record of Xiangyun's word by word. Everyone saw that it was the four characters of guarding the land. I knew it was the land god who descended to Xiuyan and said: You want to invite the immortal to write it out, and it was burned in the furnace. Xiangyun hurriedly wrote: Please ask Shenying, Fairy Crimson Fairy descended to the altar. After writing, the raft was transformed and circled two or three times, and wrote, "Stop waiting for the submission."
So Xiu Yan Baochai put the raft down and rested for a while. Everyone talked again and helped them up again. They saw that the raft was running like flying, and the sand in the plate was about to fly. Xiangyun looked at it with all his heart and wrote it to Xichun that it was a seven-character regulated poem. Everyone saw it:
Shen Yue is far away from the colorful phoenix, Ying plates of moon hang on the clouds
The first finger of the Jiangcha Road is gone, the bead pillar is sealed for a long time and the bullet is stopped
Gulls dream stable by the sea and the mountains, and come through the city and the cranes are cold in their clothes
Talk about the three thousand disasters of the remnant dragon and man, and the old hatred is in the darkness of the painting column
The poem clearly embeds. Shenying and Jiangzhu come together to talk about the old. The eight characters, knowing that it is precious jade and Daiyu descending to the altar, I can't help but feel sad and joyful. Tanchun Xiangyun was about to ask, but the raft was still flying. Another parallel sentence was written: Yuyu had just returned, the clouds and phoenixes left Qiongjin, and the autumn was sluggish; the flute rested and the platform was empty, the mirror was sinking to cover the old lotus, the grass was burying, the grass was burying; the parrot was empty curtain, the dust was slapped and the velvet was slapped
The cuckoos come and go, and the geese go slowly in spring and autumn; the musk and the orioles are smiling and leaning against the Hunan screen, and they talk to themselves, feeling the emptiness of Chu Peng, and donating it to leave the clouds, and they ride on the dream of rain and red boudoir, and reopen the cup of the chrysanthemum club; the blue sky falls and the sky talks with each other, and the scenery of the peach capital is reflected in four colors, purple and colorful; birch candles walk on both sides, pearls and jade are bright and the earth of plum beams is still fragrant; seats meet the old alliance, the waves of Lanzhu are not far away, and the dreams of Hengwu are not far away, and remember the fairy mountain? Wandering low in the peony, vaguely feast
The guest came under the banana, and the deer was hard to find; the sentence was recalling the fragrance of rice, the village curtain was still there, Zhong Ji was good at painting, thanking female worker, chanting Qi Wan Tan Xing, the eyes of the six and seven sages; the scarf was covered with the two difficulties and four beauties, and the elegant and light were the same as the jade wise, and the new poems of Jin Ying and the beautiful words of Luopu, but they only blocked the echo; the opposite Pengshan is still pity the fog sentences like a crane, which shocked Cui Hao in front of the book; the book is also graffiti, afraid that Qin Jia was hiding smile and chatting with the simple of the simplicity of the chrysanthemum spring, slightly extending the love of the chrysanthemum spring for wine, and conquering the flowing clouds; the wooden pen can flowers, but the dew is actually hanging down the west wind is safe, and I have long thrown away the pavilion of writing the rhyme; the slanting sun meets and recognize the pavilion of sparse fragrance
The spirit writing was written quickly, and everyone read a poem of praise and a poem of spring: This article is rare in the past six dynasties, writing the past and present in such a flash. Baochai said: We have only seen his poems, but I don’t know that his parallel prose is so good. Xiangyun silently knocked on when the seven ancient poems were written? The spirit wrote: It was too late to return to the chrysanthemum club, and the frost night was never comfortable. I abandoned it for a long time and I don’t want to leave it outside the disaster. Why don’t you hide my shortcomings for me if you see the grass burned by me again? Xiangyun asked if the garden was built there? The spirit answered it with a poem, and the poem was:
Huizhen Garden connects to Chixia Palace, the fog curtain is like a painting
Remember the three or five nights in the late period, the green lotus wind by the Xiao Qionghua
After more than a dozen circles below, the raft gradually slowed down and wrote, "Turbid Jade Honoured the Courtyard to be blessed! Sisters are happy! I wrote two more regular poems, namely:
Lightly untie the dust shear, the wind is high, the dragon walks across the high place
Shizhou Zishui offering Tangmu, Shangjiezhu Palace name
Like a dream garden is a little parting, but lovely flowers and birds will always live forever
Thinking about it only lets down the spring sunshine, every point of flying clouds and looking at Fengcheng
I remember the past trip through the corridor, and the scenery is flooded again
The bamboo shoots burst into the steps add a good atmosphere, and the flowers around the seat occupy the autumn
Work together to make market progress, care about everything
Do you still know the poet? Want to ask Han Ying to hang her stick head
Li Wan said: This is indeed a poem by Master Bao Ershi, which is more sophisticated than before. Xiangyun said: He has passed the exam in heaven. I heard that there is an article "The Record of Qingxu Palace". Gods and immortals from all walks of life are holding hands to push their clothes. Where is Master Bao Ershi from the past?
Baochai ordered Qiu Wen to carry Hui Ge'er again, and bowed to the altar and wrote on the spirit: Lao Qing painted the di, Xu Erpi Pulang official poems, Fu Bi Huang's picture
Tanchun said quietly: The last two sentences are like talking about Hui Ge'er's future future. Why is it a Langguan and a Ciyuan? Baoqin said: Who knows the future? Why do you have to look at it? Xiangyun said: Don't delay seriousness, just write the poem about chrysanthemums. Xichun quickly wrote three topics: "Chrysanthemums and pillowing chrysanthemums". The words Ying Jiang were also noted below. Xiangyun picked up the rhymes for the rhymes. They all saw the raft turning slowly in front of the spirit plate, and kept drawing circles, as if pondering and conceiving! It took a while to write it: "Shang chrysanthemums and the attendant of Ying Jiang."
The sunny day is the new cluster, and the sun is divided into chemical engineering
After harvesting the seedlings and furrows, the sun is slanted in the wild garden
Pre-storing autumn colors, urging the cold fragrance to warm up
Keep a careful care when entering and leaving the basin, and look at the glamorous wind towards the west
Everyone read it and they all said that this poem is very skillful and more refined than his previous casual works. It is really not like a one-handed one! Tanchun said: We can only do it with two sentences "pre-storing autumn colors" and "promoting the cold fragrance". Xiangyun said: I heard from Xiren that the poems written by the second brother in the club were deliberately sloppy, afraid of occupying the front of his sisters, which would make people unhappy.
In fact, his poetry is not below Xiaoxiang. Baoqin smiled and said: No wonder he failed the more he saw it, the happier he saw it. It turned out that he was deliberately talking about it. The spirit pen wrote: The poetry is bitter, which is quite sneering from the Jiangzhu. Now let’s look at the canal.
After turning a few more turns, the spirit pen quickly got up and wrote a poem: "Juji Crimson Fairy"
The rogue is in Double Ninth Festival and this dynasty, and the autumn is still absent from the distance.
Welcoming the evening show of the door, we invite poems and clogs, and we light up the sweet and wait for the wine.
The shadow geese come to patrol the cold path, and the incense man arrives at the Changshu Lodge
Ask the east fence with diligently, the meeting of the dark butterflies is like a hand gesture
Li Wan saw it and smiled first: Jiangzhu's tone is different. If we evaluate it together, we will win the championship again. Tanchun said: Just look at his novel and unwilling to fall into a rude style. It is the same as the previous works of "Ode to Chrysanthemums" and "Ask to Chrysanthemums". Baoqin said: "The couplet of "accompaniment to shadows" and "hold incense", although it is elegant, my favorite sentence "Cold butterflies meet like hand moves" is a way to apply powder on the back, which highlights the magical taste of the word "ju"
He is so smart that no one else would think of it. After talking about it, the song "Pillowing the chrysanthemum" was written like a flying song. Tanchun Baoqin and others hurried over to read it again, which was written: "Pillowing the chrysanthemum and the Crimson Pearl Fairy
Get rid of autumn love and spend the night lights, and go to the fairy and have a chance to have a lot of flowers
The dream of the window is filled with frost, and the short couch is filled with fragrance and the moon is covered with edges
Tiredness is leaning on the twilight, and the fragrance is aroused by the butterfly
When I woke up, I just complained about the crystal screen shadow, Zi Yanling was so angry that she was very angry.
Xiang Yun said: This poem is better than "Just Chrysanthemum", and it really comes from behind. Xing Xiuyan said: These two poems were burned ashes and believed that they were made by him.
At this time, Brother Hui asked Qiu Wen to hug him, standing by the spirit plate, watching someone who knew what he could write, but followed Nian Nian Nian, but couldn't read it. Suddenly, he said to Qiu Wen: You all said that my grandfather's house is here, why can't I see it? Qiu Wen said: The second master has become an immortal now, how can I meet ordinary people? Brother Hui said: What does it mean to become an immortal? Why don't others become an immortal? Qiu Wen said: Isn't your elder brother's grandfather also become an immortal? Brother Hui said: How can I see my grandfather? My mother stood there, did he see it? Baochai held the spirit pen, and heard him say this, and he was really sad in his heart. To Brother Hui said: Don't say those stupid words, kids, I'm laughing at you, Brother Hui didn't dare to say it anymore.
Xichun was getting late and couldn't see writing, so she urged the maids to come in when they were holding the lights. Baochai ordered them to put the fine wax of the chrysanthemum lanterns on the screen one by one. The flowers on the lamp and the flowers in the pot were all the same color. They looked like the lights emitted from the chrysanthemums, colorful, very beautiful and all shot out from the glass screen. I felt a beautiful scene. I couldn't tell the lights and shadows. There were sisters and ordinary maids. They were dressed up in colorful styles, and they surrounded the Xiaoxiang Pavilion into a large brocade screen. Everyone said that they were even better than in the day. Xiangyun smiled and said: Such a beautiful scenery, how could you ask Jiangzhu to make another long article? Only then can you do the victory of today? Xing Xiuyan silently wished the spirit, and the raft turned a few more times and said:Before the chant was over, the Qinglu was late and the recession was waiting. I should not stay for a long time. I should write this tour again. Don’t make a story. Let the sisters smile and take care of Hengxia. Don’t forget to make an appointment to go there! After writing, the raft was silent and still.
At first, everyone was just watching the poems and commenting on the poems. At this time, they couldn't help but feel sad when they were crying and incense. Baochai, Tanchun and Xiangyun felt even more sad and could not say it.
After a while of silence, Tanchun said: It's getting late. Let's take the spirit carpet down and ask them to prepare the meal. The maids agreed to be cooking. Ping'er hurriedly walked over and said: Why are the spirit carpets going to withdraw? I want to ask our grandma, but unfortunately it's a step late. Just now, the wife heard that Mr. Bao and Miss Lin have come and are here, so she is also rushing to come and have a look. But the uncle came to Xie Shou and sat down and didn't leave. You can ask for it again if the wife is so anxious. I don't know whether Xing Xiuyan is willing or not, let's listen to the next breakdown.
Mrs. Wang got out of the bamboo sedan chair, held the Xiufeng and walked into the house. Pay close attention to the back of the red sandalwood strips. The one hanging was the picture of the chrysanthemum colored by Zhao Zhongmu. A couplet of Huaisu was hung next to it. The sentence was the 9th autumn hero, which is the color of Zhong Zheng. The sentence was written in nine autumns. It was Zhong Zheng. The cursive script was very flying. The mountain with chrysanthemum stones was placed on the table. The crystal flower bags and the frozen stone tripod house were surrounded by winding screens. There were a whole fan of glass on both sides. The inside was divided into four layers. Each layer was decorated with many chrysanthemum pots. Each pot of Yixing magnetic basin was embedded with a tooth sign, engraved with flower names, such as green velvet scissors, red bean banners, fairy brocades, peach blossom balls, jade butterflies, silver belt enclosures, bronze hibiscus, silver red Kuilong. Various names and colors were filled with lanterns. They were made of chrysanthemums made of various fine materials, with fine candles embedded in them. At first glance, they were no different from real flowers.
Mrs. Wang led everyone around the screen for a while and said with a smile: It's so hard for you. Not only did you think of this method, but even the flowers are not randomly placed. You only look at the various colors, the shades and shades are matched with each other. Baochai said: These are all Ying'er's right things. He usually cares about color matching and weaving flower baskets, so we asked him to help with the dispatch, which is quite good.
Mrs. Wang said: How many chrysanthemums have I seen? Needless to say, the Empress Dowager Wansheng last year, followed a group of imperial edicts to celebrate the chrysanthemums. From the palace gate to the hall, there are many chrysanthemums in the mountains, which are so exquisite! Xiangyun said: The third sister said, it takes some time to play to make fun of things. We listened to him, from the end of last month, until today, the fourth sister has always been lazy and lazy. This time, I have been cheering up and have been busy for two or three days! Tanchun said: We only have the Double Ninth Festival, if we are happy to be a poet here, it will be easy to invite the group of chrysanthemums to enjoy the chrysanthemums, so that we can use this to disperse our chrysanthemums. Mrs. Wang said: The master also likes chrysanthemums. That year, I went out to appreciate chrysanthemums and brought Baoyu and Lan'er to do poetry together yesterday. I told him, and he also came to see them. After a while, he said:Baoyu has always been fun. If he saw it at home, he would not know how to be happy! As he said, he was very sad! After hearing this, Baochai's eyes turned red. Xiangyun said: On the Double Ninth Festival, we still want to invite the second brother. Sister Lin came here to write poems. If he could ask him, what the wife would ask him, it would be easy to ask. Mrs. Wang hurriedly said: How do you ask for a Dharma? Can you really find him? Tanchun said: Don't listen to his nonsense, it's just to help Luan and invite immortals! Ping'er also came with Yanhong, and the maids from each room came to see the new things in groups, and they all praised him.
On the first day of the Double Ninth Festival, Xue Baoqin, Li Wen and Li Qi both came to the Grand View Garden to live. They first went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to see the manuscript of Daiyu's poems that day. They had already been framed and nailed to the wall. Baochai pointed them at them and said: This is a coincidence, but it is also a chrysanthemum. Baoqin said: In my opinion, it was the last time that he came to the "Chrysanthemum Club". He had not finished his fun. That night, he only looked at the few sentences under the lamp. Isn't it clear?
Tanchun said: I am asking for a spirit tomorrow. If he comes, let’s ask him.
Baoqin lived in Baochai's place. The next morning, he got up with Baochai to Xiaoxiang Pavilion first. Tanchun Xiangyun was already there. Everyone watched the maids arrange the crystal flower bags and put water in various colors of chrysanthemums. They added dragons to the frozen stone tripod. There were many sandalwood embroidery sills in front of the screen. There were an old magnetic bottle and a Xuande furnace. They also provided chrysanthemum burning incense and ink. Each piece of paper was exquisite. There were a long ice and snow paper on the marble screen, with twelve poems: first, first, second, second, third, third, fourth, first beg for chrysanthemum, fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first, first
It was almost noon, Xichun, Xiuyan, Li Wen and Li Qi arrived one after another, but Li Wan finally visited the spring and said: Sister-in-law is late today, what's wrong? Li Wan said: Lan'er came back from Luanyang and came to see me in the city. We talked, but it took a while. Everyone lingered around the chrysanthemum screen and went to read the title of the poem again, Xiangyun said:The twelve poems I have planned are also in sequence, without the chrysanthemum seedlings, so some of them are divided from the branches of chrysanthemums, and they cannot help but dry them. Therefore, when the chrysanthemums have chrysanthemums, they must be cultivated and cared for. Therefore, when the chrysanthemums are about to bloom, some come to visit and ask for help from the neighboring garden. So there are chrysanthemums, and they must carry them back when they beg for chrysanthemums. So they take care of the chrysanthemums that cannot be begged, so they have to go to other places to appreciate them. Even if they are begged or begged, they must always comment on them. Then they will evaluate them.
When it is about to be broken, it can be picked in a bottle for a few more days, so I continue to pick chrysanthemums when it is autumn, and I can only part with sad separation. Therefore, I use the chrysanthemums to make a return trip. As for brewing chrysanthemums and pillowing chrysanthemums, it is the rest of the chrysanthemums to enjoy the chrysanthemums, and to send the remaining meaning of the chrysanthemums to the end. What do you think? Everyone said: The benefits of chrysanthemums are included in the title of the previous poem, which is exactly the wonderful text of the fan. I also said: I still recommend the old farmer in the rice fragrance, and I borrow the ancestral hall to record Xing Xiuyan and said: We have no other name yet, what about the name? Xiangyun said: Are you not an old friend of outsiders? I will give you an other name, called Kanmei Yiyou. Xing Xiuyan said: This is just used occasionally, and it is all about them. What about them? Li Wan said: There was a "Yiyuan" in our family, and there were many places. I only remember "Lan Xi" and "Xiao Gu", Sister Wen, Sister Qi just wrote "Lan Xi" and "Xiao Gu". Li Wen said: Sister Bao, you can also write a question for Sister Qin. Baochai said: What if he doesn't matter, let him want to go by himself.
Seeing that it was almost noon, Xiangyun smiled and said: After we had lunch, we said that the article was to be pressed out of wine and rice. What about the poems on an empty stomach? As he said, he asked to set up the rice and it was discussed by Xiangyun and Baochai Tanchun to choose the dishes that everyone liked to eat. There were fresh white fish from Mudanjiang, which was brought by Bao Yong's newly entrusted tribute envoy. Its flavor was even more than the Yangtze River shad. Baochai also handed it over to the vegetarian fish for Xichun. He also prepared a vegetarian vegetarian for Xichun. He also prepared a vegetarian vegetarian for Xichun. He was now recommended Xiuyan to sit in the head, Li Wen and Li Qi sat on the left and right, and then Baoqin and Tanchun were all afraid to drink as much white fish as possible because they wanted to make poems. They prepared a small plate of ginger and vinegar. Tanchun tasted a piece of it and smiled and said: This was also a bit crab-like. Xiangyun said: I also made a few poems last time, which was better than crabs. I should use him as a poem title to live up to this deliciousness.After dinner, we rinse tea, and we sit aside
Xiu Yan said: Should we ask for a spirit first or write a poem first? Xiang Yun said: We all recognize the questions first, and only leave the beginning and end questions to Xiaoxiang Yihong.
Baochai said: Xiaoxiang's poetry is quick, and only one topic is not enough to spread. Finally, he came to let us leave "Juju" for him. So everyone dipped their pens and went to the stone screen to pick the poem titles. They selected the ones and marked them under the poem titles, either Heng, Banana, Xia, Xiuyan, Wen, Qi, and Qi. They also used new alias. They all picked the rhymes in the rhyme box. Li Wan said: You have never liked limited rhymes, why do you ask for trouble? Tanchun said: Someone went to Dongmeng before, and saw that the rhyme cards were very interesting. I bought it for me. We tried to play with the rhymes. There was no need to put them on today, so I didn't put them on. Baoqin smiled and said: It's probably because of the third brother-in-law's filial piety? Tanchun smiled and didn't answer. Everyone sat for tea and walked on their own.
Li Wan lit the incense and went to the corridor to talk to Xichun. He heard him talk about something about Shi Dian Baochai watched the Ying'er picking some late osmanthus, woven into osmanthus balls, and led Hui Ge to play Tanchun out of the house. Seeing Baoqin holding a green bamboo beside the stone of Taihu Lake, she was in a daze, and said with a smile: Look at the picture of Qin's leaning against bamboo, Qiu Shizhou may not be able to draw it, not to mention the jade pots of the current jade pot. Xiangyun didn't hear it, but only squatted under the bamboo bushes, watching the ants coming and going in the moss field, Li Wen and Li Qi were still walking in the house. Li Qi walked to the west wall, looked at Cui Bai hanging on the wall, Xie Yuan's two frames of fine chrysanthemums, and stopped unconsciously, and she was still chanting. Tanchun walked into the house, took the black silver and poured the pot by himself, took a sip of the wine soaked in the rose, and sat down to write, and wrote and wiped it again, as if he had not yet determined Baoqin had calmed his mind, and said to Xiangyun:What are Sister Yun doing while squatting there? She is going to get sick in the tide field, and Xiang is afraid she will be finished.
Xiangyun said: You go write yours, don't worry about me
Baoqin came in and saw that Wenqi had already written more than half of them, so she rushed to write and handed over Xichun Xichun and said: Sister Qin, you should also get a separate number! Baoqin smiled and said: What should I get? I have been abroad before, so it was called Yunzhu Guike.
I looked at the chrysanthemum again and walked back to the corridor. Seeing that Baochai was still fiddling with the osmanthus balls, I hurriedly called out: Is sister's poem done? Baochai said: I already have one, but it's not good. As he said that, he sent the flower balls to Baoqin and Xiangyun each, he pulled Xiangyun in to write the poem and waited for a meal. Everyone handed over Xichun to take a Sutra, reiterated it and Li Wan took it. Looking closely at the poem: Putting chrysanthemums and bananas into the guest.
Nei Pu came to learn how to plant rice seedlings, and the new soil paste was tried
I'll get the rain from the empty fence, but I'll still get frost from the old path
The deep and shallow meaning is rare, the horizontal and slanting shadows gradually turn into a journey
Diligent rewards the west wind, and accompany me to chant for a while
Old Friends of the Little Chrysanthemum
The scenery is brewing to the sanying, and the weather is sunny outside the fence and the threshold is clear
After the holiday, Lao Pu supports his heart and strength, and the person with the eyes is full of nature
The cold rain melts three paths, and the night frost will make you clear
If a birthday visitor should ask, Shangliuan Yizhizhi to take care of life
Exploring the chrysanthemums and returning home
Han Fang is deliberately leading the skirt, Manchu is already drunk with his kindness
The old garden is as late as possible, and the secret fence is coming to a certain state of mind
Ge Qiang Dream to Try the Double Ninth Festival Rain, the fragrance of the turquoise follows the clouds
To report the frost and wind, butterflies are flying in the west garden
Begging for jujube orchid old hidden
Beg for the frost to shine on the plain collar, and the fragrance should not wait for the deep autumn
The love is like a bowl, the cold appearance is lingering in the ground
It’s not bad to have a flower sect, but to pursue it together
Why do you repay the west wind? Let’s pick up the crazy branches and press your hairpin
Honking chrysanthemums
Take the fence and plant it in the morning, and carry it to the wood door.
The shadows are priceless in autumn, the fragrance of the past is full of dreams and traces
The west wind and yellow leaf paths are all the way, and the cold rain is covered with Baisha Village
The towel is drunk with you, don’t carry the old tiled pot in the frost
Review of Jugu Layman
The straits are in conflict with the world, and no one can say that you can enjoy the sound of the sound of the world
Youfang does not want to compete for the best or inferior situation? Yige should still be thinner and fat
Detailed identification of the name of incense and engraved jade seal script, try to copy the golden emblem with light photos
The origin of real chrysanthemums in the world is very small, and the evaluation of elixirs may not be bad.
Picking chrysanthemums and chrysanthemums
Don’t wait for the frost to be broken, it’s difficult to pick it up and call it as expected.
The bee-beard fragrance returns to the body, the deer-eye eyes are often cold
Shang Luyou's makeup stops jade cutting, thinks about high standards to avoid gold plate
Don't say that the scenery of the old shop is over, and you are still with the poets to take the crown
Don't know how to get old friends
When the old autumn garden is about to part, the melancholy in the fragrance seems to be on the sidelines
The dream and the period of time are far away from the free-standing fence, the cold pillow leaves the fragrance and the dream and the period
The butterfly resents the frost is alone, the birds and the moon are singing and the earth expressing lovesickness
Do you know if the person who rolls the curtains? Don’t go further before the flowers are arranged later
Brewing chrysanthemums and plum blossoms
The broken gold-picking Ying helps the photo, the cold fragrance brings new eyes
Many people drink in Nanyang are crazy, Peng Ze returns to the office to be drunk
The frost urn is for thousands of days to enjoy, and the smell of the bed accounts for ten thousand autumn
After the squid, the charm is here, and the business style is held with a cup to talk about the old travel
Everyone also read it and praised each other Baochai and said, "Do you want to ask the old farmer of rice fragrance to evaluate first, or wait until you have helped the spirits to comment?" Xing Xiuyan said, "How can we compare with fairy poems?" Li Wan said, "This poem is almost equal in craftsmanship, so you must divide it into A and B, and you can only add the moon and day to evaluate it according to me: "Picking chrysanthemums" first, "Boarding chrysanthemums" second, "Farewell chrysanthemums", and then "Exploring chrysanthemums", "Putting chrysanthemums", "Puting chrysanthemums", "Brewing chrysanthemums", "Bood chrysanthemums", "Raising chrysanthemums" and "Raising chrysanthemums" are not right or wrong? Baoqin, Xiuyan, and Xiangyun said, "I am very fair, Baochai said:My two poems are not good, but I love the "Dian's Apricot" "The old garden is as late as possible, and the quiet fence is coming to a certain level." The magical taste of the word "Dian's" is drawn into a couplet of "Gezi" and "Mangzi". It is also very charming. The two sentences "Spin the Chrysanthemum" "Splitting the Chrysanthemum" "The deep and shallow meaning is rare, and the horizontal and slanting shadow love gradually becomes a journey". It is specially used to draw a simple description, which seems to be above what I do. Tanchun said: According to my opinion, the four sentences in "Betying for the Chrysanthemum" have a profound meaning.
The couplet of "Crazy Guest" and "Drunk Hou" in "Brewing Chrysanthemums" is a famous line. Li Wen said: What I did is shallow? Are there two precious poems from Hengwu? "The west wind and yellow leaves are all over the shoulders, and the white sand village is covered with cold rain" and it is also a good thing to put down in the poems of the Tang Dynasty. It is better than the one in "Picking Chrysanthemums"! Li Wan said: If we talk about poetry, each capital is better. Only the poem "Picking Chrysanthemums" is well-proportioned and has a higher life meaning. What is the couplet of "Caiming Chrysanthemums"? Isn't it bad? Everyone commented again.
Baochai said: Let’s comment on this poem slowly. Please ask Sister Xing to help Luan first.
Xiu Yan said: If you want to write a spirit, you need to have red pens and yellow paper. You have to add some incense to the incense burner.
Xiangyun hurriedly ordered Cuilu to take the red pen, inkstone and yellow paper, and add incense and candles. When he was young, Xiuyan had already drawn a pen and drew a talisman, and he drew a silent talisman in the incense burner. He then helped Baochai raise the spirit raft. The raft had been drawn more than ten circles in a row, and then wrote a record of Xiangyun's word by word. Everyone saw that it was the four characters of guarding the land. I knew it was the land god who descended to Xiuyan and said: You want to invite the immortal to write it out, and it was burned in the furnace. Xiangyun hurriedly wrote: Please ask Shenying, Fairy Crimson Fairy descended to the altar. After writing, the raft was transformed and circled two or three times, and wrote, "Stop waiting for the submission."
So Xiu Yan Baochai put the raft down and rested for a while. Everyone talked again and helped them up again. They saw that the raft was running like flying, and the sand in the plate was about to fly. Xiangyun looked at it with all his heart and wrote it to Xichun that it was a seven-character regulated poem. Everyone saw it:
Shen Yue is far away from the colorful phoenix, Ying plates of moon hang on the clouds
The first finger of the Jiangcha Road is gone, the bead pillar is sealed for a long time and the bullet is stopped
Gulls dream stable by the sea and the mountains, and come through the city and the cranes are cold in their clothes
Talk about the three thousand disasters of the remnant dragon and man, and the old hatred is in the darkness of the painting column
The poem clearly embeds. Shenying and Jiangzhu come together to talk about the old. The eight characters, knowing that it is precious jade and Daiyu descending to the altar, I can't help but feel sad and joyful. Tanchun Xiangyun was about to ask, but the raft was still flying. Another parallel sentence was written: Yuyu had just returned, the clouds and phoenixes left Qiongjin, and the autumn was sluggish; the flute rested and the platform was empty, the mirror was sinking to cover the old lotus, the grass was burying, the grass was burying; the parrot was empty curtain, the dust was slapped and the velvet was slapped
The cuckoos come and go, and the geese go slowly in spring and autumn; the musk and the orioles are smiling and leaning against the Hunan screen, and they talk to themselves, feeling the emptiness of Chu Peng, and donating it to leave the clouds, and they ride on the dream of rain and red boudoir, and reopen the cup of the chrysanthemum club; the blue sky falls and the sky talks with each other, and the scenery of the peach capital is reflected in four colors, purple and colorful; birch candles walk on both sides, pearls and jade are bright and the earth of plum beams is still fragrant; seats meet the old alliance, the waves of Lanzhu are not far away, and the dreams of Hengwu are not far away, and remember the fairy mountain? Wandering low in the peony, vaguely feast
The guest came under the banana, and the deer was hard to find; the sentence was recalling the fragrance of rice, the village curtain was still there, Zhong Ji was good at painting, thanking female worker, chanting Qi Wan Tan Xing, the eyes of the six and seven sages; the scarf was covered with the two difficulties and four beauties, and the elegant and light were the same as the jade wise, and the new poems of Jin Ying and the beautiful words of Luopu, but they only blocked the echo; the opposite Pengshan is still pity the fog sentences like a crane, which shocked Cui Hao in front of the book; the book is also graffiti, afraid that Qin Jia was hiding smile and chatting with the simple of the simplicity of the chrysanthemum spring, slightly extending the love of the chrysanthemum spring for wine, and conquering the flowing clouds; the wooden pen can flowers, but the dew is actually hanging down the west wind is safe, and I have long thrown away the pavilion of writing the rhyme; the slanting sun meets and recognize the pavilion of sparse fragrance
The spirit writing was written quickly, and everyone read a poem of praise and a poem of spring: This article is rare in the past six dynasties, writing the past and present in such a flash. Baochai said: We have only seen his poems, but I don’t know that his parallel prose is so good. Xiangyun silently knocked on when the seven ancient poems were written? The spirit wrote: It was too late to return to the chrysanthemum club, and the frost night was never comfortable. I abandoned it for a long time and I don’t want to leave it outside the disaster. Why don’t you hide my shortcomings for me if you see the grass burned by me again? Xiangyun asked if the garden was built there? The spirit answered it with a poem, and the poem was:
Huizhen Garden connects to Chixia Palace, the fog curtain is like a painting
Remember the three or five nights in the late period, the green lotus wind by the Xiao Qionghua
After more than a dozen circles below, the raft gradually slowed down and wrote, "Turbid Jade Honoured the Courtyard to be blessed! Sisters are happy! I wrote two more regular poems, namely:
Lightly untie the dust shear, the wind is high, the dragon walks across the high place
Shizhou Zishui offering Tangmu, Shangjiezhu Palace name
Like a dream garden is a little parting, but lovely flowers and birds will always live forever
Thinking about it only lets down the spring sunshine, every point of flying clouds and looking at Fengcheng
I remember the past trip through the corridor, and the scenery is flooded again
The bamboo shoots burst into the steps add a good atmosphere, and the flowers around the seat occupy the autumn
Work together to make market progress, care about everything
Do you still know the poet? Want to ask Han Ying to hang her stick head
Li Wan said: This is indeed a poem by Master Bao Ershi, which is more sophisticated than before. Xiangyun said: He has passed the exam in heaven. I heard that there is an article "The Record of Qingxu Palace". Gods and immortals from all walks of life are holding hands to push their clothes. Where is Master Bao Ershi from the past?
Baochai ordered Qiu Wen to carry Hui Ge'er again, and bowed to the altar and wrote on the spirit: Lao Qing painted the di, Xu Erpi Pulang official poems, Fu Bi Huang's picture
Tanchun said quietly: The last two sentences are like talking about Hui Ge'er's future future. Why is it a Langguan and a Ciyuan? Baoqin said: Who knows the future? Why do you have to look at it? Xiangyun said: Don't delay seriousness, just write the poem about chrysanthemums. Xichun quickly wrote three topics: "Chrysanthemums and pillowing chrysanthemums". The words Ying Jiang were also noted below. Xiangyun picked up the rhymes for the rhymes. They all saw the raft turning slowly in front of the spirit plate, and kept drawing circles, as if pondering and conceiving! It took a while to write it: "Shang chrysanthemums and the attendant of Ying Jiang."
The sunny day is the new cluster, and the sun is divided into chemical engineering
After harvesting the seedlings and furrows, the sun is slanted in the wild garden
Pre-storing autumn colors, urging the cold fragrance to warm up
Keep a careful care when entering and leaving the basin, and look at the glamorous wind towards the west
Everyone read it and they all said that this poem is very skillful and more refined than his previous casual works. It is really not like a one-handed one! Tanchun said: We can only do it with two sentences "pre-storing autumn colors" and "promoting the cold fragrance". Xiangyun said: I heard from Xiren that the poems written by the second brother in the club were deliberately sloppy, afraid of occupying the front of his sisters, which would make people unhappy.
In fact, his poetry is not below Xiaoxiang. Baoqin smiled and said: No wonder he failed the more he saw it, the happier he saw it. It turned out that he was deliberately talking about it. The spirit pen wrote: The poetry is bitter, which is quite sneering from the Jiangzhu. Now let’s look at the canal.
After turning a few more turns, the spirit pen quickly got up and wrote a poem: "Juji Crimson Fairy"
The rogue is in Double Ninth Festival and this dynasty, and the autumn is still absent from the distance.
Welcoming the evening show of the door, we invite poems and clogs, and we light up the sweet and wait for the wine.
The shadow geese come to patrol the cold path, and the incense man arrives at the Changshu Lodge
Ask the east fence with diligently, the meeting of the dark butterflies is like a hand gesture
Li Wan saw it and smiled first: Jiangzhu's tone is different. If we evaluate it together, we will win the championship again. Tanchun said: Just look at his novel and unwilling to fall into a rude style. It is the same as the previous works of "Ode to Chrysanthemums" and "Ask to Chrysanthemums". Baoqin said: "The couplet of "accompaniment to shadows" and "hold incense", although it is elegant, my favorite sentence "Cold butterflies meet like hand moves" is a way to apply powder on the back, which highlights the magical taste of the word "ju"
He is so smart that no one else would think of it. After talking about it, the song "Pillowing the chrysanthemum" was written like a flying song. Tanchun Baoqin and others hurried over to read it again, which was written: "Pillowing the chrysanthemum and the Crimson Pearl Fairy
Get rid of autumn love and spend the night lights, and go to the fairy and have a chance to have a lot of flowers
The dream of the window is filled with frost, and the short couch is filled with fragrance and the moon is covered with edges
Tiredness is leaning on the twilight, and the fragrance is aroused by the butterfly
When I woke up, I just complained about the crystal screen shadow, Zi Yanling was so angry that she was very angry.
Xiang Yun said: This poem is better than "Just Chrysanthemum", and it really comes from behind. Xing Xiuyan said: These two poems were burned ashes and believed that they were made by him.
At this time, Brother Hui asked Qiu Wen to hug him, standing by the spirit plate, watching someone who knew what he could write, but followed Nian Nian Nian, but couldn't read it. Suddenly, he said to Qiu Wen: You all said that my grandfather's house is here, why can't I see it? Qiu Wen said: The second master has become an immortal now, how can I meet ordinary people? Brother Hui said: What does it mean to become an immortal? Why don't others become an immortal? Qiu Wen said: Isn't your elder brother's grandfather also become an immortal? Brother Hui said: How can I see my grandfather? My mother stood there, did he see it? Baochai held the spirit pen, and heard him say this, and he was really sad in his heart. To Brother Hui said: Don't say those stupid words, kids, I'm laughing at you, Brother Hui didn't dare to say it anymore.
Xichun was getting late and couldn't see writing, so she urged the maids to come in when they were holding the lights. Baochai ordered them to put the fine wax of the chrysanthemum lanterns on the screen one by one. The flowers on the lamp and the flowers in the pot were all the same color. They looked like the lights emitted from the chrysanthemums, colorful, very beautiful and all shot out from the glass screen. I felt a beautiful scene. I couldn't tell the lights and shadows. There were sisters and ordinary maids. They were dressed up in colorful styles, and they surrounded the Xiaoxiang Pavilion into a large brocade screen. Everyone said that they were even better than in the day. Xiangyun smiled and said: Such a beautiful scenery, how could you ask Jiangzhu to make another long article? Only then can you do the victory of today? Xing Xiuyan silently wished the spirit, and the raft turned a few more times and said:Before the chant was over, the Qinglu was late and the recession was waiting. I should not stay for a long time. I should write this tour again. Don’t make a story. Let the sisters smile and take care of Hengxia. Don’t forget to make an appointment to go there! After writing, the raft was silent and still.
At first, everyone was just watching the poems and commenting on the poems. At this time, they couldn't help but feel sad when they were crying and incense. Baochai, Tanchun and Xiangyun felt even more sad and could not say it.
After a while of silence, Tanchun said: It's getting late. Let's take the spirit carpet down and ask them to prepare the meal. The maids agreed to be cooking. Ping'er hurriedly walked over and said: Why are the spirit carpets going to withdraw? I want to ask our grandma, but unfortunately it's a step late. Just now, the wife heard that Mr. Bao and Miss Lin have come and are here, so she is also rushing to come and have a look. But the uncle came to Xie Shou and sat down and didn't leave. You can ask for it again if the wife is so anxious. I don't know whether Xing Xiuyan is willing or not, let's listen to the next breakdown.
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