One hundred and seven, I can't compose poetry

Baoyu hurriedly asked, "Can you compose poetry?" ”

"No," Xue Pan smiled, "I just like to listen to poetry, it's too difficult to think about poetry." ”

Baoyu was a little disappointed, but Daiyu smiled, "Brother Pan is so modest, he has made several songs before." ”

Baochai stood next to Daiyu and said with a smile, "Naturally, I have done it, when my brother was in Jinling in the past, he also held a hydrangea poetry meeting with a few friends." ”

Baoyu hurriedly asked what hydrangea poetry meeting, heard Baochai say that there was a purple hydrangea tree blooming at home, Xue Pa invited people to go home to drink and compose poems, Baoyu was very happy, "Such an elegant thing, we haven't done it before, but I didn't expect Brother Xue to do it, it's really chic and interesting," Baoyu smiled, "In the future, our family can naturally do this, the sisters in the family can do their best to compose poems, but they don't know how to do it, Brother Xue's method is good, the big guy takes advantage of the good weather, ready to find a place, If you drink some wine and have fun, you can compose poetry. ”

Li Kun smiled, "I depend on you for everything, but this drinking, I never dare to agree, the last time you got drunk, put out the colorful parrot under the old lady's corridor, and forced him to fly into the sky, for a while, the old lady didn't blame, so I was told by my wife, I said, it's okay to compose poetry, but it's not necessary to drink." ”

Tanchun also smiled: "What the eldest sister-in-law said is, don't complain to the eldest sister-in-law." ”

"It's irrelevant, it's irrelevant," Baoyu saw that he was shaken and revealed his previous troubles, and hurriedly said, "At that time, I was still young, and I was childish, but now it won't be like this, besides, if you have nothing to do after drinking, you will naturally make a fuss, but if you write poetry, I'm afraid it won't be like this anymore." ”

Bao Chai smiled: "Brother Bao, you can't drink too much, if you drink too much, your brain hurts, and your hands will tremble when you write and paint in the future, but it's not good." ”

"Yes," said Li Kun, "it's better for Miss Bao to say." ”

Daiyu sneered, "If you want me to say, Brother Bao, when you compose poems, don't drink, you should shirk writing poems in Su Ri, saying that you are too lazy to move, if you drink, you will say dizziness for a while, dazzled for a while, and sleepy for a while, so you don't have to do any poems, according to me, if you want Brother Bao to write poems, you can't give anything to eat and drink, let alone drink, you always have to be hungry to see us eating and drinking, so that there is poetry." ”

Baoyu smiled, "That's fine, if that's the case, I'm afraid that if I haven't drunk, I'll already have a hundred poems." ”

Tanchun also loves to read, and naturally wants to compose poems, hearing that Xue Pan's "hydrangea poetry club" is very elegant, and he can't help but be curious, "If you hold a poetry meeting, this thing is very elegant, we will compose poems in our family, oh, I have to invite Sister Xiangyun to come, she also loves this." ”

Speaking of Xiangyun, Li Kun said with a smile: "Naturally, I want to call her, she is the most lively, as long as Baoyu goes out and asks the old lady for this, the rest of the people are waiting for her to come over." ”

So everyone said that Xue Pan's method was wonderful, "If you drink excessively in the past, it will be boring, some fun is good, poetry is the best, and there is style, and it can show the romance of people in our boudoir." Tanchun smiled.

"Then this is the first host, naturally I will do it," Xue Pan said with a smile, "While our wife is going to invite the old lady and aunt, we will also open a table ourselves." ”

"This is not good," Baoyu hurriedly said, "Together with the old lady and the ladies, and the old man, we are all like the Bodhisattvas in the temple, sitting dignified and not daring to say anything, how can we still have the spirit to think about composing poetry?" ”

Daiyu said with a smile, "It's just that you are most afraid of your uncle, we are not afraid, and when the time comes, I will force you to compose poems, and you can't make good poems, and your uncle will still be rewarded." ”

Tanchun smiled: "Yes, we are not afraid of the master." ”

Baoyu hurriedly waved towards Daiyu, "Good sister, you can spare us this time!" ”

Everyone laughed again, Xue Pan said, "Don't worry so much, when the time comes, let's separate, let's separate from the outside, and put it in a secluded and elegant place, at that time, I will go to the front to arrange the old lady and uncle and them all properly, and call the opera troupe to be happy, if there is something to do, they are afraid that they will not come to us, and I will come to you again when the time comes, and watch you compose poems, okay?" ”

Everyone said yes, and Baoyu sighed: "My cousin has arranged it very well, but I don't know what poems you have, big brother?" There was a look of anticipation on his face, "Why don't you take it out and read it to us." ”

Baochai pursed her lips and smiled without mentioning it, Xue Pan was slightly embarrassed, this Baoyu, I really don't know how to read people's faces, I said that I can't compose poetry, why are you still messing around? He coughed, "If the foolish brother is not good at writing poetry, he will not be ugly, and when the time comes, I will just watch you compose poetry." ”

Baoyu was slightly disappointed, but she didn't expect Daiyu to speak at this time, "Brother Pan is also a little more modest," Daiyu smiled, "In the past, you said that you looked at the mountains of Yangzhou at the mouth of the Yangtze River, and you made a song, I think it's excellent, why don't you tell everyone about it?" ”

Xue Pan then remembered that in the past, Daiyu made things difficult for herself, and she couldn't enter if she didn't write poems, and she couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth, "It's hard for you to remember, you don't have to say that kind of limerick poem." ”

Baoyu hurriedly asked Daiyu to say it again, and Daiyu chanted:

"The spring water of the spring river is as green as oil,

The green mountains on both sides of the strait send off the passenger boat.

Mingxiu gradually has more and fewer dangers,

The clear mountains are close to Yangzhou. ”

Everyone said that it was good, Tanchun originally thought that Xue Pan's words were simple and ordinary, and he thought that he was a layman, and when he heard this poem, "The wind of this poem is a bit like Wang Moji, and there are paintings in the poem." ”

Xue Pan hurriedly waved his hand, "Third sister, don't lift me up like this, if I look like Wang Moji, I'm afraid that I will wake up laughing when I dream at night." ”

Baoyu asked Daiyu again, "Where did you learn about Brother Xue's poems?" ”

Daiyu didn't answer, at this time the mandarin duck went out and arrived here, and when he saw that everyone was there, he smiled and said, "The old lady is calling, please go in quickly." ”

So everyone entered Jia's mother's main courtyard together, and returned to the flower hall, at this time, several wives had smiles on their faces, and they didn't see the tense atmosphere of the person who had just decided to preside over the housework, "What are you talking about outside?" Jia Mu asked, she hugged Baoyu in her arms, "I heard you laughing just now." ”

"Big Brother Xue said about the outside world, and when he said when he would invite us," Baoyu said with a smile, "So everyone is very happy, and they are only afraid of disturbing us when the time comes." ”