Shen Jiake is built in Yueshan half mountain waist, the human trace is rare, the scenery is quiet. When I arrived at the door of the mountain, Cui Wei sent Cui Yuanfang to the mountains and played high-play, and she sleened the painting box, and the same window participated in the poem.
Also, Qingxi surrounded, contravement, Manzhuang Hongfeng Huang Yang hugged a high-footed building. The flower garden is full of hydrangea, white chrysanthemum, the gallery is planted with a red peony, a purple robe, a large red lion ball, a spotted, faded.
The burning autumn flowers are full of trees such as clouds, and rid of the autumn. There is also the flowers of women in the white skirt of the red shirts shuttle, and the face is blocked because of the busy rushing waves. The students are happy, they are all thinking, and the poetry is hands-on.
Yue Shi brother, this is half a master, seeing the scenery, is more interested than others, and I can't help but take the same window to the garden. The first poem is put into the first poem: "The Chongyang Institute planted the bush, the footpath of autumn mud The old leaves are scattered, and they are cut into new sentences to the mountain. The grass is not known ... "
Taking the moon door, everyone suddenly heard a clear "" ....... Poetry. "
Although it is only a short sentence, but the poem is in the high-definition, and the first poem of the Yue Shi brother is eclipsed. It is hard to think about it.
His people are also a bit embarrassing, and they are stopping in the hospital. The poet in the courtyard did not fight his meaning, and quickly came out and asked: "Which friend is in front of the poetry? But it is the poetry of my friend."
From the moon gate, I walked out of the aged two- and thirty-dozens of young books. The poems walked in the forefront. When I saw them, I showed a surprised look on my face.
He is a eyebrow show, the skin color is slightly black, and the brother is pulled out, smiling and talking to everyone: "This is my a augster of Yueu, these small friends are his classmates, all are Reading under the brothers, today is followed by the world. "
Several childlons were rushing, and Shen Yu also pointed to the book of the poems said: "This is the most famous talented talented talented talented man Guo Guo Tianyang. This is the first Tangning Tang Ning Tang Tang Ning Tang Tang Ning Tang Tang Ning Tang Dynasty, Writing Yi Qi Qi Qi Xing, Huangtai Zhang Bo Zhi ... "
Several Xiji is not a few years old, but it is a kind of tolerance looks at tolerance looks at them smiles.
Guo Wei also felt the two sentences of Yueu, picked out his poems, bee, and tail. When he teaches him to be poetry, the poem is in the poem. The poem, the poem, the poetry of the gas veins is living poetry, and the zero cutting crumbs is only necessary to meet the finals of the parties.
Yueu listened to the heart and god, the honest face revealed the color of the advice, forgot the poetry of the poetry, and the shame of the degradation. Another child girl is also eager to look at Guo Xiucai. I can't wait to listen to him for a few good poems.
Sinking this master laughed: "Let's teach it to teach it here. Let's take it on the seat. I have called the newly squeezed chrysanthemum wine, Sanli River is currently disguised by the cream full of yellow fat Crabs, but also a few daughters of three rooms and moms and Liu Mu home. When we would like to come to the poetry, they call them a few pieces. Whoever makes him to sing one person. "
Several scholar's eyes are bright, which starts searching for a sentence, and expects to win.
Only Guo Wei is as often as usual, or it is already a bamboo, it is already a bamboo, and it is already a good poem. When you make a good poem, you can think of these primary school students, take the initiative to ask them: "Xiaoyou is also made Poetry, or a pair? Or only the poetry, there should be a winner. We don't have a good compassion with them, you can give them a judges, choose good, and call the human song. "
The little friend is also looking forward to making the beauty of the beauty, starting to rash your brain in a month, nature is to be poem.
Because the scholar in this yard is Tsing Yi scarf, Tong Gong is a white righteous scarf, but also Cui Wei wears a jade long shirt, wearing a six-in-one hood - I have not tried it, I can only wear a variegated child - Guo I also asked Cui Wei specially asked: "You can make a poem?"
He lowered his head, just saw the book of Magnetized Paper, just asked: "You come to the Queen Queen and take a book. It is a good school."
Cui Wei lowned, humblely said: "This is not a book, it is a few poems. Late life is not a conference to be poetry, today is just to record the predecessors, bring back to me Zhao Zhao Lin Shi brother. "
Shen Wei smiled: "It is also good, we have a monetary official, who is good, not good, not good, but this paper should be your own, I am called people Give you a paper feed. Walk, I will take you on the seat. "
In the Cuijia Garden, the banquet has been sitting on a lot of books, and several beautiful prostitutes are there, and they speak with their sons. Shen Ya took Guo Wei to the past, and those who were ranked, they were busy gotting up, and they looked at this group of young men.
Middle-aged books on the PAR smiled: "Oh, young people come, our old man is no longer."
Shen Yue laughed: "Xu Xiong is annoyed," said Guo Xiu came over, our seat, the beauty naturally followed. "
He arranged the show in the court, and the childcourage could only sit in the depth of the gallery, and the two-catching wings were clear. His self-cousin did not call, but let him entertain the same window to bring.
Shen Wei refers to a prostitute to accompany Confucianism, and will sing their poetry.
Although the prostitute did not have to pay, she looked at a group of born teenagers, and there was a special pleasing Cui Wei, which is not as good as the smoke. She squeezed to Cui Wei, and I smiled and asked them: "How do you call? Can you listen to the slaves to sing a small song?"
Several co-windows thought that others were tender, and they could not be honest. Fortunately, this half of Yueu has to be competed, and pulled him from the outside, he did not be directly squeezed into the ground.
However, his body has not stabilized, and there is a quite familiar behind him, and the sound of the anger: "What is you doing!"
Yueu Xiaoyang was white, withdraws his hand, and Cui Yu is a little poured, holding a few times in the table. Several classmates are still standing straight, and they don't dare to have some contact with the sings of the children.
Cui Wei looked back, but he saw Mr. Lin himself to stand, and he looked at Wang Luo. Shen Wei, this master and a few elderly books, got up, Mr. Lin looked at the face of friends, but several childrens were also low, red face, did not dare.
shock! The primary school students have a private style, but they see teachers and sponsor talking to laughing in the seat. Is there anything more embarrassing than this?
Of course.
That is, the teacher also pulled him in a variety of criticized students, and pulled out two sentences. And it is the name of their name and say: "Yueu, Cui, you are sensible, give me the few bids!"
Several child-lived arrests stood up, Shen Wei made a master's ranking, laughing: "It's not good, you don't intend to refer to a young lady to serve them. A few little friends are sitting, I will have to be Poetry, don't scare the poetry. "
Mr. Lin snort: "What poems they will do, but Hu Wei!"
Guo Wei said with them. "Why not, we have heard a few small friends when we are in the hospital, or some can be taken. Cui Gongzi will not work, but it is willing to work for us. The supervisor, the transcription is a poem, and the brothers will spare them. "
Mr. Lin is not good to refute the face of friends. It is also cold twice. It is not considered to be compared to them. They call them in the evening to copy all twice "universities" - Cui Wei and Yueu have no trouble without copying.
When I was obey, I suddenly fell to the two people, and I had to go to their robe.
Since the people are coming: "Since people are coming, then we will make poems, choose the poetic to come to the banquet. Sundi, I greet your little friends, this Cui Gongzi is both a supervisor, just Go to the table to prepare to copy poetry. "
Mr. Lin said: "My age is big, I don't fight with you, I will make a referee official today."
Everyone is coming to the poem, no one will fight with him, he started to say to the show: "It is both Chongyang Japan, so that it should be palace, the chrysanthemum is the title, and the new poems are used. Do not make old-fashioned. "
The prostitutes also smiled and asked these talents to make a good poem to give yourself. At the end, there is no matter what the song is children. It is a hundred times that is a spirit of the beauty, and the paper is full of paper.
When Shen Jia's woman got a graphic count, I sent a pen ink and exquisite color notes for him. Cui Wei refused to, but pointed to the note: "I have my own paper, my sister."
Mr. Lin is sitting at the home desk, not far from him, seeing a book on his table, saying: "What books are you brought, don't you stay?"
No, I bring such a big box to install, just ask for someone.
Cui Wei smiled: "Mr. Hu, this is a new chrysanthemum note in my book, and the disciple is thinking that it is more match with the chrysanthemum copy."
"Chrysanthemums?" The people on the host table didn't hurry to be poems, but they were quite interesting to watch the box: "Don't I print the black sheet of chrysanthemum? Poor is the wind, take it out! How to get on the chrysanthemum, it is not worthy of the chrysanthemum poems of this relocation. "
Cui is simply, putting the box in the past, revealing the drawing of a bunch of drawings, with each other, and unfolding from right away from right left.
The initial exposed is just a dark paper surface with a natural watermark. Shen Wei also laughed: "If it is just dyed, it is not a lot of money, so such a paper can not match the words of our county's first talents."
Everyone looked at Guo Xiao Xiao, he seems to be a bit, and the eyes are going to say: "I want to come to this paper is too big, the chrysanthemum is printed in the corner, yet exposed."
The paink continues to expand, revealing a little light green skirt, autumn, Mr. Lin's smile, showing a little surprised, suspected: "This is your store, please paint? Painting, this is how much work is expensive, but it is a bit extravagant. "
Cui Wei finger is wrong, the whole picture is unfolded, and it is a good person who holds the white. This is not just the name of Mr. Lin, the owner Shen Yizhen and the host Guo Wei and other places have been visible. The show that many people who have passed down the painting and calligraphy can't stand up, amazed: "Who is this painting? This picture Actually brought a paper? "
He lifted his head, smiles to everyone, not explained: "The father of the late birthday is just a poverty of the Beijing official, and can you be extravagant? This is a little bit of life, Monstin. A good article in Beijing, special for one of the chrysanthemum poetry. Because of its painting and Chongyang, the craftsman in the store is printed to make a pastime, and how much material workfriend is not expected. "
He opened the paper, and everyone sent a one, poem it by the beauty map: "It is this poem, the late birthday is love, the insufficient is insufficient, and the makeup thinks."
Wherever everyone considers, the beauty of the poem should not open the eyes, and someone sighs: "Where is the chrysanthemum, this is clear, this is a beautiful man!"
Mr. Lin has soltered paper, so it is easy to control his strength, and then cough, ask: "Where did you learn? How can you print such a beautiful color? ? Is it the law of Beijing? "
This is not right. Although Qian'an is standing in remote, close to the mountain sea guard, it is not difficult to be in the north, and the things in Beijing are not difficult. He is going to the north of Nanxia, which can never have such exquisite, not like the people.
Cui Wei simply said: "The disciples are painting from Jiangxi's landlood, I will not. Just I temporarily want to want the colorful column, call those craftsman test system, they print this."
... What kind of artistic skills! Mr. Lin is a bit trembled. It can only sigh "the craftsman of Lang Zhongfang", then ask him: "Do you have a name this?"
Cui Wei shakes his head: "It is the chrysanthemum, the mother of Chongyang, and it is called. However, this person is the mate, the moon, the monster, who is encountered by Fang Ning, or it is called Eli Ning."
Guo Wei suddenly opened, with a bit of sigh, said: "Can it print such a colorful column drawn like a pen, why don't you care about it? What is the season? I see your home I called Cui's best, after today, the two Beijing thirteen provinces were only afraid to fight for Cui. "
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