With melons, pomegranates and snacks, everyone was eating, drinking, laughing and chatting, and it was very lively. The girls toasted to Lin Jue from time to time, and Lin Jue naturally drank until his glass was dry, as if he was drinking water. The wine was not very strong.
Lin Jue thought that it was impossible for him to get drunk.
Soon after, the moon appeared above the willow branches. The big, round moon illuminated the yard brightly. I don’t know if it was because of the full moon or because the alcohol was getting stronger. The ladies at the banquet gave up their reserve and relaxed one by one. Some of them
I already dared to laugh out loud.
"Mr. Lin, at last year's Three-City Oiran Competition, Mr. Lin amazed the world with his water-melody song. Today is August 15th again. I don't know if the Hangzhou Oiran Competition will continue to be held. Although we are no longer participating, on this moonlit night,
How can Mr. Lin be speechless?" Qin Xiaoxiao held up the cup and said with a shaky smile.
Lin Jue laughed and said: "Miss Xiaoxiao is right, I also think that drinking and eating is not interesting. You are all talented people, how can you not put on some small shows today to add to the fun?
"
"Okay, okay, that's a good suggestion." Qianqian clapped her hands and smiled. Everyone nodded. It was the turn of the show, which was not difficult for most of the people in the seat.
Lin Jue continued: "There is no need to write lyrics. After Shui Diao Ge Tou, I have sworn not to write Mid-Autumn Festival lyrics. I think I will never be able to write Mid-Autumn Festival lyrics beyond "Shui Diao Ge Tou" in this life, so why bother?
What do you think?"
"Okay!" Everyone clapped and laughed.
Guo Caiwei stood up with a smile, rolled her eyes at Lin Jue and said, "You just ask me to solve the problem. Do you want to make me look bad in front of these talented people?"
Lin Jue smiled and said: "Why do you have to be so humble? Today we are all reunited to admire the moon. As the master, you naturally have to offer advice. It doesn't matter if the performance is good or not, the key is your intention."
Guo Caiwei spat: "Don't fool me. I can perform, but you have to play the flute for me."
Lin Jue smiled and said: "It is my duty to do so. Do you want to dance or sing?"
Guo Caiwei smiled and said: "I don't know how to dance. Let's sing a little song. Didn't you teach Green Dance a little song about the Mid-Autumn Festival? I heard the Green Dance girl hum last time and thought it sounded good, so I learned it.
.I am showing my shame here.”
Lin Jueleng said: "Which one? Have I ever taught a green dance song?"
Lu Wu whispered in her ear: "Master, have you forgotten? You taught me the song "Happy Flowers and Full Moon" during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year."
Lin Jue suddenly realized, stroking his palms and saying: "Okay, to suit the occasion, to suit the occasion, this is the song."
The girls were very curious, this was Lin Juejiao's music, what kind of music should it be. Although they knew that Mr. Lin was versatile and talented, this was the first time they heard the music written by Mr. Lin.
Since it was this piece, Lin Jue was naturally familiar with it. He brought the bamboo flute over, took it in his hand, and gently tuned it a few times, and the whole place fell silent.
"You're showing off your ugliness." Lin Juewei bowed slightly, put the flute in his mouth, and started playing it gently.
The sound of the flute was soothing, euphemistic and lyrical, like a stream of water flowing through everyone's hearts. It made everyone's hearts quiet down. After the prelude, the sweet and mellow voice of the little princess slowly joined in and sang softly.
The clouds disperse,
The bright moon shines on people.
happy reunion,
The most so far.
clear shallow pond,
Mandarin ducks playing in the water.
Red dress and green cover,
The lotus flowers are blooming.
pairs, pairs,
Love love love.
The garden wind blows towards the beautiful flowers.
Tenderness and sweetness fill the world.
The clouds disperse,
The bright moon shines on people.
Happy reunion, the best one ever.
clear shallow pond,
Mandarin ducks playing in the water.
Red dress and green cover,
The lotus flowers are blooming.
pairs, pairs,
Love love love.
The garden wind blows towards the beautiful flowers,
The world is full of tenderness and sweetness.
The moonlight is shining quietly, and the air in the garden is filled with the fragrance of osmanthus and chrysanthemum. The temperature is neither cold nor hot, refreshing and comfortable. Good wine, delicious food, and joyful moments. Accompanied by this sweet and greasy song and lyrics, I just give up my seat.
Everyone in the room was mesmerized by this touching moment.
When the flowers are beautiful and the moon is full, who doesn’t yearn for this moment. The flowers are always there, the moon is long and round, and people stay together. Sitting on the seats, Xie Yingying and Fang Huanqiu’s eyes were locked tightly on Lin Jue, thinking in their hearts: When can they stay together with their husband forever?
, also learn the music taught by Xue Lang Jun?
The little princess's voice is very distinctive. In terms of voice, Guo Caiwei's voice is not very good. Compared with the courtesans sitting here, it is even worse. However, perhaps because of her pampering, there is a trace of laziness in her singing.
A feeling of comfort. But this point uniquely fits the meaning of this song, and the singing is extremely contagious. After the song was over, applause broke out, and even Lin Jue applauded her.
"It's great. If only, as the song says, the moon is full and the flowers are always blooming, that would be great. Unfortunately, there are always so many unsatisfactory things in the world." Fang Huanqiu sighed softly.
Lin Jue was speechless, but Guo Caiwei smiled and raised her glass to Fang Huanqiu and said: "Miss Fang, everything will be fine, as long as you don't give up hope. Come, let me have a drink with you. I wish Miss Fang all the best."
Guo Caiwei naturally knew what happened between Lin Jue and Fang Huanqiu. She also knew that in fact, Lin Jue and Fang Huanqiu fell in love before she and Lin Jue met. It was just fate that played a trick on people, and in the end she got what she wanted, and she felt a little sorry in her heart.
At the same time, because of Fang Huanqiu's true feelings for Lin Jue and his unwillingness to implicate Lin Jue because of his terminal illness, Guo Caiwei admired and appreciated him. Therefore, Guo Caiwei respected Fang Huanqiu. The two had never had any relationship before.
In such a close encounter today, Guo Caiwei took the initiative to raise a toast as a sign of goodwill.
Fang Huanqiu smiled and raised his glass and said softly: "Senior brother, you are so lucky to have such a good match as the princess princess. It is really a blessing that I cultivated in my previous life."
Lin Jue was a little embarrassed. He quickly changed the topic, raised his glass and said loudly: "Come on, let's have a drink. After drinking this glass of wine, it's time for you. We've already talked about it, who's coming next?"
Where’s the show?”
Everyone was laughing and drinking. After pushing and shoving, no one was willing to perform first. Lin Jue ordered someone to fetch a drum, got a big red flower, and played the game of passing the flower on the drum. This is the fairest way to play, and everyone also
They all expressed their obedience. So Lin Jue rolled up his sleeves and played the drum himself. Amidst the sound of the drum, silk flowers were flying among the crowd. When the drum sound fell, it fell into Fang Huanqiu's hands.
"Junior sister, good luck, the first tonggu will fall to you." Lin Jue laughed.
Fang Huanqiu said angrily: "You're cheating, you're deliberately trying to make me look bad."
Lin Jue spread his hands and said, "I am playing drums with my back turned to you. Could it be that I have eyes on the back of my head? Junior sister, I am willing to admit defeat."
Fang Huanqiu just laughed and said after a while: "I don't have much ability. I can't sing or dance, so what should I do?"
Lin Jue smiled and said, "How about I learn how to meow a few times."
Everyone laughed so hard that they burst into tears.
Fang Huanqiu said angrily: "Then you imitate the braying of a pig."
Lin Jue dropped the drumstick and said, "Just learn, what's the point?"
Guo Caiwei quickly stopped her. If the dignified No. 1 scholar imitates pig braying in front of these people, will he still have the dignity to be seen by others after word gets out?
Naturally, Fang Huanqiu would not let Lin Jue really imitate pig meowing. She knew that Lin Jue was just trying to make her happy. So she rolled her eyes at Lin Jue and said, "Forget it, forgive you. I can't learn how to meow like a cat. If you really want to show off your talent,
, I’ll just write the first line. I know it’s a bit of a joke, but I can’t care less.”
Lin Jue said with a smile: "Junior sister is well-educated and knowledgeable in writing and etiquette. I know that junior sister's calligraphy and painting are very good, but I haven't appreciated her lyrics yet. Don't talk about copycatting. If the words can convey the meaning, it will be neat and expressive.
There is no superiority or inferiority in the emotion and connotation of a poem. What differentiates it is only the rhetoric and rhythm. Those are all external things and are not important."
Fang Huanqiu naturally knew that Lin Jue was trying to comfort himself. The rhythm and wording of words were naturally very important, otherwise would it still be called words?
"Since senior brother said so, Huanqiu will try his best to do it, hoping not to show any cowardice."
Fang Huanqiu walked aside slowly with the wine glass in hand, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then lowered her head to think quietly. Everyone knew that they could not interrupt her thoughts at this moment, so they all looked at her quietly. Fang Huanqiu's body was thin and thin.
, being alone under the moon at this moment gave people a very pitiful feeling. Lin Jue looked at this scene and sighed in his heart, feeling very ashamed of himself.
Fang Huanqiu pondered for a moment, then raised his head, facing the bright moon in the sky and chanted softly: "The stars in the sky are turning, and the curtains of the world are hanging down. Liang Sheng's pillow is full of tears. He got up to take off his clothes and asked, what a night it is.
The lotus pods are small and green, and the lotus leaves are sparse. The weather is old and the clothes are old. Only the feelings are different, the old home."
Everyone in the seat was silent. They were all knowledgeable people, so they naturally knew the quality of poems. They didn't have high hopes when Fang Huanqiu wrote the poem. But when Fang Huanqiu recited the poem, everyone was extremely excited.
Surprise. It turns out to be a good song.
The tone of this word is plain, there is no intense emotion in it, but you can clearly feel the meaning of lingering and thinking about the past. From the literal meaning, this is a song that recalls the past, sighs about this evening, regrets that time has passed, and the past
The words of nostalgia and emotion that will never come back again contain the vicissitudes and sentiments after experiencing major changes in the ordinary. It is really hard to believe that this poem was written by such a young woman.
Those who don’t know the details will naturally feel that it is a bit pretentious, but people such as Lin Jue, Guo Caiwei, Lu Wu, Xie Yingying, etc. know the relationship between Lin Jue and Fang Huanqiu, and also know the life and death illness and pain that Fang Huanqiu has experienced. However,
Can deeply understand the profound meaning expressed in this word.
Lin Jue's feelings were deeper. From this poem, Lin Jue deeply felt the sadness and loneliness in Fang Huanqiu's heart, and all of this was obviously related to him. At first, they were in love, and they were rubbing each other's ears, how sweet and happy they were. Now they are so close together, but they can't help it.
Stay together. Although there is a promise, I don’t know when the promise will be fulfilled. How can this feeling not make people sad?
"Miss Fang's poem is really full of thoughts, and I can't even speak." Xie Yingying sighed softly.
"You're showing off your ugliness." Fang Huanqiu slowly returned to his seat, bowed his skirt and said with a sweet smile.
"Junior sister's poem is very good, but it's just too sad." Lin Jue looked at Fang Huanqiu and said.
"I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have written such words. It seems that I have ruined the great atmosphere today." Fang Huanqiu said.
"That's not true. The night of the Mid-Autumn Festival is actually the most emotional time. There is nothing wrong with expressing some of your feelings at this time. Although I said before that I would not write any more lyrics tonight, but just now I heard my sister's words. I also want to write a poem about harmony." Lin Jue said.
"Okay, okay, it's better for you and Yi Yi." Fang Huanqiu said with a smile.
The girls also said hello and urged Lin Jue to make peace. Lin Jue didn't refuse. He walked around with his hands behind his hands for a while and chanted in a long voice: "Osmanthus flowers and jade fill the streets in the first month. The night is as cool as washing. The wind blows from eyebrow to eyebrow." It's cold, people are in the Crystal Palace. The dragons are croaking, watching the towering towers, and the misty music and songs are boiling. The frost is all over the ground, and it wants to fly across the colorful clouds. I remember the past and this evening, the wine stream pavilion, the pale moon clouds came and went. Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, yesterday's dream No, the autumn light is like this in a blink of an eye. The green bird comes to the west, Chang'e repays me, and the good times are approaching. I send this message to you, please don't let Guanghan get drunk."
