Attending a cultural meeting?

Thinking of the literary meeting, Lin Yanchao has seen a lot since he began studying, either it is not a place for many literary and artistic young people to cheat and eat and drink, or some literary young people are moaning without illness, sad spring and autumn. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The so-called literary associations are mostly organized by boring people, who praise each other and praise each other's stinky feet, and use this to make a name for themselves.

For the Wenhui, Lin Yanchao was not interested in it at all, so he said that he would not go.

Yuan Hongdao saw Lin Yanchao smile and said: "Zong Hai doesn't know, this article will not be an ordinary poem, but a comparative article. In the past, Wang Youjun went to Lanting to repair, and he was a famous man through the ages. ”

Lin Yanchao said: "I see, the Lanting preface is the preface, will this article be a test essay?" ”

Yuan Hongdao said with a smile: "It can also be said that the length of the essay is limited to one foot. ”

The edict of the Han Dynasty was written on a one-foot-one-inch book plate, with a ruler and a ruler, so letters, letters, and short articles were also called rulers. As for the essays that Lin Yanchao said, the essays come from Buddhism and refer to the abridged versions of Buddhist scriptures.

The small piece is for the big product, and the big piece is the whole book of the Buddhist scriptures. Therefore, the essay refers to a short article. Articles such as letters, travelogues, diaries, and prefaces can be described as a kind of essays.

If the Wenhui talks about poetry, Lin Yanchao is just a middle-aged person, but when it comes to articles.

Lin Yanchao didn't want to show off his strengths in front of others after hearing this, not to mention that Yuan Hongdao in front of him was a sketch writer.

Lin Yanchao said at the moment: "This essay is neither suitable for reasoning nor easy to preach, it is just a small skill, a small way, and the Ming Dao Sect is the great cause of the country and an immortal event!" ”

Lin Yanchao's words can be described as high-sounding, and it is true that among orthodox literati, the knowledge of a scholar is in the eight-strand article.

The essay is too heavy on the text, but it is flashy.

Yuan Hongdao couldn't help but say: "Brother Zonghai, this is a mistake, Lu Fangweng's Zhizhong Bow Lang Ruler, and Mr. Wuliu's and Zi Yan, these articles are all catchy, and every word is read with lip and tooth." These articles are all essays, how to say that they are small skills, small paths. ”

Lin Yanchao also nodded and said: "Brother Zhonglang is also reasonable, moss flowers are as small as rice, and they also learn to bloom peonies." ”

Yuan Hongdao patted his leg and said: "This is very reasonable, Zonghai, you can go with me." ”

Lin Yanchao pushed: "If you are sparse and shallow in your studies, and if you don't attack the ruler article, this kind of article will not be embarrassed." ”

Yuan Hongdao only said that Lin Yanchao was weak-hearted, and said with a sigh: "Brother Zonghai, don't be presumptuous, the people who come in and out are all famous people in Suzhou and Hangzhou, even if you go to take a look, it is an eye-opener." ”

Lin Yanchao helplessly, he wanted to go and see it, so that he could play for two or three days on the road, so as not to delay the return date of his provincial relatives.

Lin Yanchao then said: "Since we are crossing in the same boat, we are also swimming in the same boat, so it is better to obey my fate than to be respectful." ”

Yuan Hongdao was overjoyed when he heard this: "When I arrive in Hangzhou, I will introduce you to a few like-minded friends." ”

In the face of Yuan Hongdao's warm invitation, Lin Yanchao couldn't shirk it.

So Lin Yanchao and Yuan Hongdao talked about it, and the Wupeng boat also stopped and went. As soon as Yuan Hongdao was interested, he parked the boat at the water's edge and had a good conversation with Lin Yanchao.

Lin Yanchao hoped that the boat would go as fast as possible, but it was difficult to urge him to send people under the fence, so he could only try to get Yuan Hongdao drunk, and then urge the boat to start.

After two nights and one day, the ship finally arrived at Wulin Gate in Hangzhou.

Outside the Wulin Gate is an important wharf of the canal, with traffic channels, money, grain, and fish goods, which can be described as crowded and full of businessmen.

When everyone saw the grand scene outside the Wulin Gate, and then thought about entering Hangzhou City for a while, everyone was moved.

"Brother Zonghai and his family, but you have just arrived in Hangzhou?" Yuan Hongdao asked on the side.

When Lin Yanchao went to Beijing to catch the exam, he hurriedly passed by Hangzhou and said: "Of course, I have rested here for a while, and I have never entered the city to play." ”

Yuan Hongdao said to Lin Yanchao: "There is heaven here, and there is Suzhou and Hangzhou below, since you are in Hangzhou, how can you miss it, the younger brother must not accompany Brother Zonghai on a trip." ”

"I'm really tired of Brother Zhonglang."

Yuan Hong said: "Why should you and I be polite. ”

So Lin Yanchao ordered Zhanjin to hire a boat outside Hangzhou, and he and his family entered the city from Hangzhou Wulin Gate.

Lin Yanchao and his wife came to Hangzhou for the first time, and they couldn't help but be excited.

Lin Yanchao asked Yuan Hongdao, where should I go first?

Yuan Hongdao just smiled and said nothing, and everyone hired a few carriages in Wulin Gate and headed west.

The carriage was open, and the people sitting in the carriage could see the spring (concord) color of the city when they turned their heads.

Hangzhou in March is the most beautiful season.

Along the road, the apricots and peaches compete for each other, and the peach blossoms are in full bloom, like a hundred miles of rouge clouds.

Lin Yanchao looked at the peach blossoms on this tree, and suddenly raised his head to see a seventh-level stone tower standing abruptly on the top of the cliff. He knew that this must be the Baochu Pagoda built by Qian Hongyu, the king of Wuyue.

In the West Lake of Baochu Pagoda North Town, Lin Yanchao smiled and asked Yuan Hongdao, who was sitting on the side, "Brother Zhonglang is going to the West Lake with me?" ”

Yuan Hongdao still refused to say, and said with a smile: "Brother Zonghai doesn't need to ask, you just go with me." ”

Lin Yanchao nodded, in the bump of the carriage, he closed his eyes slightly, his right hand rested on the window, and he seemed to vaguely hear the sound of Sanskrit bells and drums in his ears.

Before the afternoon of this early spring, the sun was shining, and the carriage was walking in the city, but it did not hear the noise of the market, the warm breeze caressed lightly, and the petals fell, and it was like being drunk for a while.

At this moment, I am leisurely and free, and I want to dream big for 500 years.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Yuan Hongdao and Lin Yanchao said, "Brother Zonghai has arrived." ”

Lin Yanchao opened his eyes, but saw that there was an ancient temple of Zen Forest with yellow walls and blue tiles in front of him.

Lin Yanchao raised his head, but saw that the words 'Jokhang Qing Temple' were written on the forehead. Lin Yanchao knew that this Dazhaoqing Temple was a famous temple, and it was as famous as the north and south of the Jingshi Jietai Temple.

Yuan Hong said: "I have an old relationship with Zhu, so I invited Brother Zonghai to listen to the scriptures and talk about Zen. ”

Lin Yanchao was overjoyed and said: "This is the best. ”

The two got out of the carriage together, but after entering the temple, the monk told the two that the abbot was not there today.

A little disappointed, but this did not prevent Lin Yanchao from traveling.

Yuan Hongdao and Lin Yanchao entered the temple together, but saw the two sides side by side, hanging in the Ding, there is really a Zen forest atmosphere, as for Lin Qianqian, he went to worship the Buddha with the maid, and the two sides were not in one place.

The temple was tired, and the two went to the meditation room to rest.

The monk immediately served tea with Lin Yanchao and Yuan Hongdao.

Drinking tea, just refreshments, and then washing his face with a towel, the fatigue disappeared, and Lin Yanchao couldn't help but feel comfortable.

After using it, Yuan Hongdao and Lin Yanchao said: "Since the abbot is not there, I will travel to the West Lake with Zonghai." ”

Lin Yanchao agreed.

The two hired a small boat and swam into the West Lake. (To be continued.) )