In the forest, there was only a whisper that sounded like a vernacular. It did not have the cadence of a normal person reciting a poem. It seemed that because the other person was thinking about it, he could occasionally laugh, and so it became even more like a joke. If it was not for the fact that the two lines "The waning moon hangs on the sparse tree trees, the leak breaks the beginning of a person's peace" were not in a vernacular format, Zhou Bangyan and Li Shishi would not have been able to determine that it was a poem.
They stopped over there and looked at each other. After they understood this sentence, the contrast was actually very beautiful. It was a rare and beautiful sentence, but they did not know if it was a poem or a word. In the light over there, Yun Zhu was also leaning beside Ning Yi, listening quietly.
A few years ago when she was in Golden Wind Brothel, she came into contact with many scholars. When she was alone in the brothel, there were occasionally people who recited a love poem, hoping to move the beauty. It was just that she was too concerned about her own situation, and had never been moved by it. Ever since she was with Ning Yi, the atmosphere between them had always been free and unrestrained. Ning Yi usually did not have the appearance of a great scholar. Occasionally, he would compose a few crooked poems and write some nondescript lyrics. She had promised him in her heart, and felt that it was interesting. In her heart, she also knew that Ning Yi was quite talented, but it was the first time that they were together and seriously composing poems like ordinary scholars and beauties.
When Ning Yi thought for a while, and said, "Who sees a secluded person coming and going alone, the shadow of a lonely swan?", she nodded her head, knowing that it was a poem called "Divination Master".
Not far from the forest, Li Shishi glanced at Zhou Bangyan, and then softly said, "Divination Master …" This phrase was indeed not heard before. At first, it was a little difficult to determine, but since she had heard of it, the feeling was good. The mood was deep, but in Ning Yi's slightly smiling voice, it became relaxed, as if he was telling a story.
"Tsk, startled but turned back, there is no one to forgive. Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to perch … The lonely sandbar is cold. "
While the two of them were still carefully memorizing and savoring, Ning Yi had also calmly said the second half of the poem. He paused for a moment when he said that he would pick up all the cold branches and refuse to perch on them before reading the rest of the poem. Yun Zhu thought for a while, her eyes slightly red, but she raised a hand and covered the back of Ning Yi's hand, stroking her cheek. After a moment, she said softly, "Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to perch … the lonely sandbar is cold. Did Liheng write this poem for me? "
"Like it?"
"I like it."
"I don't really like it."
"Hee …"
The two of them whispered to each other. In the forest, the two of them finally understood the poem in their minds. There were only forty-four words in the Diviner Zi, but here, it completely outlined the concept of coldness and longing. Usually, the winner of a poem would not be determined by its length, but the longer the sentence, the more it could outline. But right now, there were only forty-four words, starting from the waning moon hanging over the sparse tree trees, to the cold of the lonely sandbar. Almost every sentence was filled with incomparably rich information. The upper and lower parts were neatly matched, yet perfectly combined together.
Just now, Ning Yi had almost casually composed such a poem, whether it was the neatness of the sentence itself, or the sublimation of the concept, it all proved that the lyricist had almost reached the pinnacle of poetry skills. Just now, Zhou Bangyan felt that the Yingtian Chang was a work that others would not be able to achieve in a short period of time. He felt proud of himself, but at this moment, chewing on this Diviner Zi, he did not know what to feel good about. He only looked at Li Shishi, but at this moment, Miss Shishi was also silently reciting the poem in her heart, trying hard to remember, and had no time to care about anything else.
On the other side, Ning Yi and Yunzhu spoke softly for a while. Over here, the two of them did not know if they should leave, but before they could make a decision, they heard a gentle voice. Although Li Shishi and Zhou Bangyan were not familiar with Yunzhu, they knew that she was a girl. At this moment, she was softly humming the melody, and Li Shishi knew that this girl also knew music. She thought that she was going to sing the Diviner Zi that Ning Yi had composed, but after a few hums, that soft voice sang a sentence, "Ten thousand hate …"
After singing the first sentence, Li Shishi understood what the poem was about.
"Ten thousand hate, hate to the ends of the earth. The mountain moon does not know what is in her heart, the water wind is empty, the vision is blurred. Swaying blue clouds slanting.
After washing up, leaning alone at Wang Jiang Lou. Thousands of sails are not, the setting sun's pulse is long, the heart breaks the white apple island! "
This was a song by Wen Tingyun in the late Tang Dynasty, "Looking South". It was written about the scene of a woman leaning against a building, looking forward to her husband's return. The sentence, "Thousands of sails are not, the setting sun's pulse is long, the heart breaks the white apple island", was very beautiful. It was one of the songs that brothel women must learn, and Li Shishi was also very familiar with it. But to her surprise, the girl in front of her had a soft and mellow voice, not the least bit inferior to her. Even at this time, in terms of the feelings and the beauty of the singing, it was even more attractive than her. Although there was no music accompanying it, in this soft singing, it was as if the whole world had melted into the softness and warmth of the voice.
In terms of feelings, the two of them were originally a couple, so it was fine that she could not compare. But in terms of the voice and singing, she actually had a feeling that she could not match up to her, which made her a little surprised. Naturally, she did not know that these days, Yun Zhu had studied the modern singing methods that Ning Yi liked, and combined them with the current singing style. Not only did it retain the mood of the current singing style, but in terms of the beauty and mellow, it was also much better than others singing. If others sang this kind of singing style, perhaps they would be criticized as a decadent voice, too vulgar and inferior. But her own skill had reached the level of a great master, and at this time when singing, it was natural and impeccable.
Just now, Ning Yi's "Divination Master" was because he felt pity for her persistence, and used the line "Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to perch on a single one". But she knew that Ning Yi must feel that this matter was somewhat unfair to her, so the mood of the line also seemed a little sad. At this time, she used this song "Looking at the South". Her singing was relaxed and beautiful, and did not appear to be sad. With the line "Crossing a thousand sails, I am not", she used the line "Picking up all the cold branches and refusing to perch on a single one" to express her hope for his early return. After singing the song, she was also a little shy, leaning on Ning Yi's side, letting him hug her.
In the past, in the Golden Wind Pavilion, some scholars sang praises to her, or used poems to express their love. Although she had always been intelligent and talented, she never had the heart to respond. At this time, she tasted the romance of literature and ink, vaguely in her heart, she was also a little intoxicated.
Not far away in the forest, after listening to this poem, the two people in the forest were also slightly affected. In those legendary novels, the rivers and lakes of Jiangnan, there were scholars and beautiful women, perhaps this was the scene.
After a long time, Ning Yi laughed, "You want to match the poem with me? Hehe."
"I just suddenly want to sing …"
"Oh, it sounds good."
Ning Yi looked up at the sunlight shining down, "But … the mood of these two poems is a little decadent, this is not good."
"When Liheng comes back, I will sing a happy poem."
"Hmm, let me think …" He thought for a while, and the forest became quiet. At this time, it was already noon, the sun shone on the grass between the gaps of the trees, and the little flowers that would bloom in spring dotted the field of vision one by one. After a while, another kind of mood sounded.
"Delicate clouds play tricks, flying stars spread hate, the silver river crosses the distance secretly, when the golden wind and jade dew meet, it surpasses countless in the world … tender feelings like water, a good day like a dream …"
On the other side, Li Shishi and Zhou Bangyan were already standing there in a daze. They had seen many people talking about love, and they had also seen many scholars and beautiful women talking poetry when they were talking about love, but they had never seen someone casually throwing out this kind of poem like it was a game. At this time, Ning Yi was in a good mood, and the words flowed smoothly, "… endure the Magpie Bridge return road, if the two love for a long time, how can it be day and night."
This poem was easier to understand than the previous one, "Diviner", and it was easier to see the level. Zhou Bangyan silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Relatively speaking, as a woman, it was easier to be affected by this kind of poem. Li Shishi's hand slightly clenched the lapel of her clothes, and for Zhou Bangyan, he was also a lyricist who was good at describing scenery and emotions, so he could better understand this kind of poem. He had also written a Qixi poem. If it was said that after Ning Yi's previous "When the Bright Moon Appears" came out, everyone no longer needed to write a Mid-Autumn Festival poem, but if this "Immortal on the Magpie Bridge" came out, he … was afraid that he would not be able to write a Qixi poem anymore.
After listening to the previous "Diviner", he did not have a deep impression of Ning Liheng's previous reputation, but after listening to this poem, his heart only remembered a total of five poems by Ning Yi.
On the other side, Ning Yi laughed, "Come on, come on, do you like this one? If you sing it again, I will also write another one … Yes, this one is really for you. "
He still wanted to write …
Zhou Bangyan and Li Shishi were a little speechless. On the other side, Yunzhu murmured the poem and was moved for a long time, "Is it not enough for me to lose? Actually, I also like Liheng's previous poem," Diviner "…"
"It's all for you." Ning Yi thought for a while, then sighed with some hesitation, "Actually, I feel that if two people love each other for a long time, why would they stay day and night, this line is a little despicable. Should I change it …"
"No!" Yunzhu grabbed his hand, and after a moment, she blushed and said, "I-I like it very much."
"You didn't say you liked it before …"
"It needs Liheng to express his feelings …"
"As long as you like it, it's fine." As Ning Yi said that, he thought for a while and hugged her again, "Uh, what is love in the world? It makes people live and die for each other, flying together from the south to the north, how many times the old wings return to winter and summer …"
Yunzhu narrowed her eyes, and her heart felt like it was filled with honey. Then, she suddenly struggled, "Stop it, stop it … If you do so much at one time, what if you don't do it again in the future? I don't want to hear it anymore …"
"Uh. You don't want to hear it anymore … "
The two of them joked for a while, and their laughter spread through the forest.
On the other side, Zhou Bangyan and Li Shishi walked out of the forest. When they saw the crowd, their faces turned a little pale. Li Shishi clenched her clothes with one hand, and she was trembling slightly. If the first poem, "The Diviner", had amazed her, then the second poem, "The Immortal at the Magpie Bridge", had scared her. How could it be like this, and now the third poem …
"Flying together from the south to the north, flying together from the north, how many times the old wings return to winter and summer … how many times the old wings return to winter and summer … What's after that …"
Her heart throbbed, and her brows were slightly furrowed …
*****
When he wrote the second poem, "The Green Jade Case", he had already decided to use "The Diviner" on Yunzhu, because the line "picking up the cold branches but refusing to perch on them" was too appropriate. Of course, the mood of the whole poem was too desolate, so he decided to use another poem to dilute it. Since it was a love poem, naturally, "The Immortal at the Magpie Bridge" was the best. There was a prediction post in the book review and comments section. He didn't read it carefully before, but last night, he actually guessed the latter part …
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