Zhui Xu

Chapter 195: Lonely Sandbar Cold (Part 2)

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In the woods, there were only vernacular whispers, not the cadence of ordinary people singing poems. It seemed that because the other party was thinking about it, he could laugh occasionally, which made it even more like a joke. If it weren't for the two sentences, "The lack of the moon and the sparse trees, the leakage of the people's early serenity" is really not a vernacular format, Zhou Bangyan and Li Shishi would have been difficult to determine for a while that this would be a sentence of poetry.

They stopped there and looked at each other. After I understand this sentence, the confrontation is actually very beautiful. It is a rare good sentence when I hear it, but I don't know if it is a poem or a word. In the light over there, Yunzhu also leaned beside Ning Yi and listened quietly.

She was in Jinfenglou a few years ago, and she was in contact with a lot of literati. When she was alone in the brothel, someone occasionally recited a love poem, hoping to impress the beautiful woman. She has also experienced the situation. It's just that she cared too much about her own situation and was never moved by it. Since they were together with Ning Yi, the atmosphere between the two has always been unrestrained. Ning Yi usually doesn't look like a great talent. Occasionally, he wrote a few crooked poems and wrote some nondescript lyrics. She also knew in her heart that Ning Yi was very talented, but it was the first time that everyone started to write poetry seriously like ordinary talents and beauties.

After Ning Yi thought about it for a while, she said, "Whoever sees a lonely person interacting alone, a misty and lonely shadow." When she said this, she nodded, knowing that it was a song "Bou Shou Zi".

Not far from the forest, Li Shishi glanced at Zhou Bangyan, and then said softly: "Bu Shuanzi..." This word has indeed never been heard before. At first glance, it is a bit difficult to locate, but Shang Tie has only heard it, and I feel it. It's good. The mood is deep, but in Ning Yi's slightly smiling voice, it becomes relaxed, as if telling a story.

"Tsk, I was shocked but turned around, no one cares about my hatred. I picked up all the cold branches and refused to live... The lonely sandbar is cold."

The two were still memorizing and savouring, and Ning Yi also said the second half of the word flatly. Yunzhu thought for a while, his eyes were slightly red, but he raised a hand, put it on the back of Ning Yi's hand, rubbed his cheek, and after a while, said softly: "I picked up all the cold branches and refused to perch... loneliness The sand bar is cold. Did you give me the word Liheng?"

"like?"

"like."

"I don't really like it."

"Hee..."

The two spoke softly, and in the woods over there, the two finally fully understood the word in their minds. Bo Shuanzi has only forty-four characters, but here, it completely outlines the mood of coldness and longing. Generally speaking, word composition is not determined by its length, but it is always reasonable to have longer sentences and more things that can be outlined. But there are only forty-four words right now, starting from the lack of moon hanging on sparse trees, until the lonely sandbar is cold, almost every sentence is extremely rich information. .

Fang Cai Ning Yi made these words and sentences almost casually, no matter the neatness of the words and the sublimation of the artistic conception during the period, all of them prove that the lyricist has almost reached the peak of his poetry skills. Zhou Bangyan just felt that the song "Ying Tianchang" should be a work that others can't reach for a while. He felt it and was proud of it, but at this moment, chewing on this "Fortune", he didn't know what it should be. What kind of mood is good, just look at Li Shishi, but at this time, the teacher girl is also reciting the words in her heart, trying to remember, but she has no time to take care of other things.

Over there, Ning Yi and Yun Zhu whispered for a while. The two of them didn't know if they should leave now. Before they made a decision, a soft singing sounded in their ears. Although Li Shishi and Zhou Bangyan were unfamiliar with Yunzhu, they knew that she was a woman. At this time, she was humming the lyrics and melody. Only then did Li Shishi know that this woman also knew the rhythm. She thought she wanted to sing what Ning Yi just did. "Bu Shuanzi", but after humming a few times, the soft voice sang the sentence: "Don't hate..."

After singing the first sentence, Li Shishi understood what the word was.

"Don't hate, hate is in the end of the world. Shanyue doesn't know what's in her heart, and the water and wind are empty.

After washing up, I leaned against Wangjiang Tower alone. It is not even after a thousand sails, Xiehui's pulse and water are lingering, and the bowels are broken and Bai Pingzhou! "

This is a song "Wang Jiangnan" by Wen Tingjun in the late Tang Dynasty. It is about a woman leaning on a building and looking forward to her husband's return. The sentence "It's not a thousand sails, Xiehui's pulse is long, and the heart is broken and the white Pingzhou" is very beautiful. , is one of the must-learn songs for brothel girls, and Li Shishi is also very familiar with it. But to her surprise, the woman in front of her, with a soft and melodious voice, was not inferior to her in the slightest. She was even more attractive than her in terms of expressing her feelings and singing beautifully. Just in the middle of singing, it seems that the whole world has been melted into the soft and warm voice of the voice.

In terms of relationship, the two of them were originally lovers, and they were nothing compared to each other, but in terms of singing voice and singing style, she also felt incomparable, which made her a little surprised. Naturally, she didn't know that Yunzhu had been studying the modern singing methods that Ning Yi liked these days, and combining them with the singing voice at this time not only retained the artistic conception of the singing at this time, but also was more beautiful and tactful than others. Sounds much better. If other people sang in this way, they might be dismissed as extravagant, too vulgar and inferior. Her own skills have reached the realm of everyone, but at this time, it is natural and impeccable to sing.

Fang Cai Ning Yi's "Bushouzi" naturally felt pity for her persistence. She chose to pick up all the cold branches and refused to live in a sentence, but she knew that Ning Yi felt that this matter was a bit unfair to herself, so the artistic conception of the words and sentences also seemed to be somewhat different. Disappointed. At this time, she used this song "Looking at the South of the Yangtze River". She sang in a relaxed and beautiful way, without appearing to be sad. With the words "passing through a thousand sails, it's not a problem", she placed hope on the "picking all the cold branches and not willing to perch". He sang the confidant of his early return, but he was also slightly shy, leaning on Ning Yi's side and letting him hug him.

In the past in Jinfenglou, some talented people sang praises to her or expressed their admiration with poetry. Although she has always been smart and talented in writing, she never had the heart to respond. Only at this time did she taste this literary fragrance in her feelings. The romance, vaguely in my heart, was also a little intoxicated.

After hearing the word, the two people in the woods not far away were slightly infected. In those legends, the Jiangnan Water Village, the talented and beautiful women, may be such a scene.

It took a while for Ning Yi to laugh out: "Are you talking to me, hehe."

"Just suddenly wanted to sing..."

"Well, it sounds pretty good."

Ning Yi raised his head and looked at the sunlight that was shooting down: "But... the artistic conception of these two poems is a bit decadent, which is not good."

"When Liheng came back, I sang happy words."

"Well, let me think about it..." He thought about it for a while, and the woods became quiet. It was noon now, the sun was shining on the grass between the trees, and the little flowers that would bloom in the spring were dotted in the field of vision. After a while, another mood sounded.

"The fine clouds make a coincidence, the flying stars spread hatred, the silver man travels in the dark, the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world... The tenderness is like water, and the good season is like a dream..."

On that side, Li Shishi and Zhou Bangyan were already there. I’ve seen a lot of people talking about love, and I’ve seen more talented and beautiful women who are full of poetry and prose when talking about love. At this time, Ning Yi was in a good mood, and the words were also fluent: "...forbearance to look back on Queqiao's way back, if the relationship between the two lasts for a long time, how can it be in the morning and evening."

This poem is easier to understand than the previous one, "The Divination Master", and it is easy to see that the level is higher than that of the previous one. Zhou Bangyan swallowed silently. Relatively speaking, as a woman, it is easier to be infected by this kind of words. Li Shishi's hand slightly held the front of his clothes. In Zhou Bangyan, he is also a lyricist who is good at writing scenes and lyricism. Bad. He has also filled in the Qixi Festival lyrics. If Ning Yi's previous song "When Will the Bright Moon Be there" comes out, everyone doesn't need to fill in the Mid-Autumn Festival lyrics, then if this song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" is released at this time, I'm afraid I can't do it anymore. Fill in the Tanabata words.

If after listening to the previous song "Bu Shuan Zi", he still had no deep feeling for Ning Liheng's previous reputation, but after this song, he only thought of Ning Yi's five poems in total.

Ning Yi laughed over there: "Come on, come on, do you like this song? If you sing again, I'll sing another one... Well, this song is really for you."

He will also write...

Zhou Bangyan and Li Shishi were speechless. On the other side, Yunzhu murmured this poem, and was moved for a while: "Isn't it okay to lose the concubine? Actually, I also like the divination in front of Liheng..."

"I'll give it all to you." Ning Yi thought about it, and then hesitantly sighed, "Actually, I think that if the two love each other for a long time, it's a bit despicable. Do you want to change it? …”

"Don't change it!" Yunzhu grabbed his hand and blushed after a while, "I-I like it very much."

"I didn't say I liked it before..."

"Let's feel Liheng feel it..."

"If you like it, that's fine." Ning Yi said, thinking about it for a while, then hugged her again, "Uh, ask what love is in the world, teach life and death, fly from the north to the south, the old wings have been cold and summer a few times..."

Yunzhu narrowed his eyes, his heart seemed to be filled with honey, but then he slammed: "Don't do it, don't do it again... If you do so much at one time, what will you do if you don't have it in the future, I don't listen anymore... "

"Uh. Don't you listen..."

The two chatted and laughed for a while, laughing and laughing, and the sound of laughter spread among the trees.

On the other side, Zhou Bangyan and Li Shishi went out of the woods. When they saw the crowd, their faces turned pale. Li Shishi held the front of his clothes with one hand and trembled slightly. If the first song "Bou Shouzi" gave her an amazing feeling, and the second song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" came out smoothly, she was already a little scared. How could there be such a third song...

"The two flyers from the south to the north, the old wing has been cold and summer a few times... the old wing has been cold and hot a few times... what is behind..."

Her heart throbbed, and her brows twitched a little...

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From the time the second song "Qingyu Case" was written, I had already thought about using "Bu Shuanzi" on Yunzhu, because the sentence that picked up all the cold branches and refused to live was too appropriate. Of course, the whole poem The artistic conception is too lonely, so I decided to use another song to dilute it. As for love poems, "Magpie Bridge Immortal" is the best. There is a prediction post in the book review area. I didn't read it carefully before, but I looked it up last night, and the latter was also guessed...

Hey, the third song obviously didn't guess it ^_^