Goddess of Art Transformation Project

Chapter 291
After hearing Yan Wenzhuo's words, Chu Ci didn't know why Yan Wenzhuo was so obsessed with long pairs, so he said, "Actually, the longer the pair, the harder it is. The shorter pair is also extremely difficult."

Yan Wenzhuo and Wu Changhe were already very interested in literature, and they became interested after hearing what Chu Ci said.

"Little friend, do you have any difficult short pairs, why don't you tell them so that we can match each other?"

Chu Ci happened to still be holding the nomination brush in his hand, so he simply wrote five big characters on the paper: [Yan Suo Pond Willow], and then looked at Wu Changhe and Yan Wenzhuo with a smile without saying a word.

The two of them pondered for a moment and found that they had no idea, so they simply put away the paper and said, "It's fate to meet you today, why don't you mention a poem for the theme of this Mid-Autumn Festival: Mid-Autumn Festival?"

The two thought, since they couldn't figure it out, they would simply put the pair away, and if they really couldn't figure it out, they could ask other friends. After all, in their opinion, short pairs are very good.

But the two of them didn't know about the couplet that Chu Ci wrote today. After the extremely short five characters, the Shanglian actually baffled the entire literary circle. Of course, this is not a strange thing. For thousands of years, no one has been right. Regarding the invitation of the two, Chu Ci thought about it for a while and did not refuse, but spoke.

"Those two, I will mention a poem, and then my companion and I will go to listen to the piano!"

Seeing the two people's enthusiasm, Chu Ci didn't know how to get away for a while, so he explained what he meant, seeing the two nodding, Chu Ci didn't talk too much, picked up the brush and swayed.

The black ink blots form handsome characters, which appear vividly on the paper.

[When is the bright moon?Ask the sky for wine.I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is this eve.I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights.Dancing clear shadow, like in the world. 】

[Turn to Zhuge, a lowly Qi household, and sleepless photos.There shouldn't be any hatred, what's the matter of long-term goodbye?People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter has never been complete in ancient times.Nung, moon and new moon. 】

After writing the Ci of Chu, the word "listen" was still mentioned below, and then Shi Ran dragged Lin Yuan towards the piano area, but did not notice that Lin Yuan behind him was looking at him with burning eyes.

Lin Yuan read softly: "I hope you will live a long time, and we will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles."

Thinking of Lin Yuan, he crossed out Qianli Gongchanjuan in his heart, and only hoped that he would last forever.

Your good health and success are the best Mid-Autumn Festival wishes for me.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but think back to when he first saw Chu Ci. At that time, Chu Ci was like a movie. When he first saw it, he thought it was a frothy literary drama. Some of the lines in it were enough to shock your heart, just like Some people, on the surface, you look calm and breezy, but when you actually walk in, you find that it is as magnificent as a palace.

The two walked forward, but they didn't know that the two behind them who had recovered from the shock were sighing again and again.

Just as he was sighing, Wu Changhe suddenly stretched out his hand to put away the paper on which Chu Ci wrote the lyrics, and then Yilaofeng said to Yan Wenzhuo calmly: "Little Yan, old man, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable in my body, I am getting older. It doesn't look like a young man at all, I'll take this poem back and taste it first, and then come to me if you want to taste it!"

After speaking, he turned around and strode outside. He couldn't see any discomfort in his body at all, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart, "I'm not being disrespectful to listen to my little friend!" I also thought about going to those old guys at that time , ask them to taste and taste together, and keep their mouths falling to the ground.

But he didn't know that his behavior and practice made the entire official Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting boring and ended hastily.

With pearls and jade in front, who is in the mood to taste the pebbles by the river instead of looking at pearls and jade?

Wu Changhe was planning in his heart, but Yan Wenzhuo behind him had a helpless expression on his face. This was obviously the word he begged for, but in the end, Mr. Wu took it away. He also said that if he wanted to taste it, he would ask him for it. How could he ask for it? Dare to have the cheek to ask Mr. Wu for something!

well!This old man is very bad!
But suddenly Yan Wenzhuo remembered that the second couplet written by Chu Ci was still there, so he quickly put it away happily, even the paper with only five big characters "Yan Suo Pond Willow" written on it.

After collecting it, I just picked up my things and left. I thought about going to my teacher's house to find my teacher to taste the second couplet. By the way, I asked the teacher what the explanation for the second couplet of "Yan Suo Pond Willow" is.

And Chu Ci and Lin Yuan also came to the piano area, and they heard the sound of the piano ring as soon as they arrived at the piano area.

"What kind of musical instrument is the sound of the piano? It's really nice!"

Lin Yuan withdrew his mind from his previous thoughts, fixedly looked at Chu Ci's ear, and asked while listening to the crisp sound of the piano.

Chu Ci heard Lin Yuan's question and said uncertainly: "The sound of this piano should be either Guqin or Guzheng!"

The sound of the piano is Cao Cao, the sound of the strings is sharp, the music is coming continuously, the music is full of air, the sound of the piano is like flowing water, as if the world has changed unconsciously.

Lin Yuan listened carefully to the sound of the piano, even people like Lin Yuan who usually stayed away from the music were attracted by the sound of the piano.

Chu Ci couldn't help sighing, saying that piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, flowers, wine, poetry, and tea are the eight elegant things in life.

[Chess: Qing Kewen, the chessboard is heavy with sand, black and white are evil, hold a piece and I will watch the lights and walk around, and once you drop it, you smile like her.

Book: Qing Kewen, there are three dozen ancient books, and swan geese meet each other. I write a page with time, and write a letter for you.

Painting: Qing Kewen, drawing on thin paper, cinnabar under the city, sketching a place of my old tree and crow, imagining your prosperity and prosperity.

Flower: Qing Kewen, with peach blossoms on human faces, hanging on a railing, sniffing it once, I suddenly give up, sighing, you marry into someone else.

Wine: You can hear it, the turbid wine accompanies summer, the voice is hoarse and hoarse, I can't extricate myself from drinking a bowl, dreaming of your white hair all night.

Poetry: Qing Kewen, magnificent poems and chapters, no less than a hundred chapters, I will throw away my helmet and armor for a poem, and a good story about you in a book
Tea: Qing Kewen, light rice and rough tea, half the city with smoke and sand, cook a cup of me wandering the world, warm a pot of your water, moon and mirror flowers. 】

As the first of the eight elegance, the qin is naturally elegant and infinite.

Qin: Qing Kewen, a guqin, against the sound of killing, playing a song I will rule the world, and I will caress you ten miles of peach blossoms.

The sound of the qin is caressed, and the world is formed in the sound of the qin. When the three strings are picked up, the melody is killed. When the four strings are dropped, the king is in the world.

The artistic conception of the piano is displayed with the rhythm of the fingertips, which is why the Qin can be called the first of the eight elegant.

As far as the qin is concerned, no matter what qin is, the melody is driven by the fingertips, and the melody plays out the sound of nature.

The piano has the fingering flow of the piano, the finger tapping, and the fingering bounce.

Stringed musical instruments are inseparable from the kung fu of gently pulling, slowly twisting, wiping, and picking. Fingertips hook the strings to naturally bring out emotions.

(End of this chapter)