The poem "Inscribed on the Wall of the Western Forest" was written by Su Shi who was demoted from Huangzhou to Ruzhou Tuanlian Deputy Envoy in the seventh year of Yuanfeng Shen Zong. When he went to Ruzhou, he passed through Jiujiang and visited Lushan with his friend Shen Liao. The magnificent mountains and rivers triggered great thoughts, so he wrote several travel poems about Mount Lu.
And this song "Inscribed on the West Forest Wall" is a summary after visiting Lushan Mountain.
At this moment, on the Chinese Ancient Poetry Forum.
Qin Shiwen, the president of the Ancient Poetry Association, posted a very high praise for the poem Song Ci.
"The meaning of this poem is very profound, but the language used is extremely simple. Simple and profound, this is a language feature. There is no habit of elaboration in writing poetry in Song Dynasty. What he pursues is to use a simple, unpretentious, smooth and fluent language expression A fresh artistic conception that has never been described before; and this artistic conception is also shining with the light of philosophy from time to time. Friends, in our Chinese poetry world, a new star is rising!"
Qin Shiwen's approval was echoed by many people.
"Yes, I think this poem really fully embodies the spirit of Song Ci. I look forward to more of his subsequent works!"
"I wonder what Teacher Zhang Dongsen thinks now after reading this poem from Song Ci!"
Of course, there has been no shortage of trolls among literati since ancient times, especially in modern times when free speech is advocated.
Therefore, there are many voices criticizing Song Ci on the forum.
"I said, haven't you read the popular philosophy books for elementary school children? Why don't you understand such a simple truth just because you are in this mountain? If you put on a different vest, you will think you are awesome? I’m really ashamed to be with you!”
"Song Ci is a young man who has a lot of aura, but the number of his works is still too small. Don't praise him too highly. If he falls down prematurely, he may not be able to recover!"
Of course, Song Ci did not know that there were a lot of discussions about him on the Chinese Ancient Poetry Forum.
Everyone fished together for an afternoon, and there was still some harvest.
There were about ten fish of all sizes in total.
So everyone decided to cook fish hot pot together in the evening.
All kinds of ingredients, both meat and vegetable, were cut together and set aside.
At the moment, Song Ci was cooking porridge in a casserole, which tasted delicious.
Like a greedy little cat, Li Siyu walked to the side. Qiongbi took a breath of the air and asked, "Teacher Song, what kind of porridge are you cooking? Does it taste good?"
Song Ci said: "It's a very simple stomach-nourishing porridge, with some appetizing hawthorn added."
Li Siyu wrinkled his nose and said, "Then I'll drink a big bowl later!"
Song Ci smiled and said: "Don't worry, everyone has it! But, I want to give our teacher Hongdou a bowl of this porridge!"
Li Siyu said: "Did you make porridge especially for her?"
Song Ci nodded and said, "Isn't Teacher Song sick? Give her some replenishment."
Li Siyu smiled and said, "You are such a good person."
Song Ci said with a straight face: "Xiao Yu, you can't just give out good person cards to people!"
Li Siyu stuck out his tongue, picked up the bowl of porridge, and was about to deliver it to Song Hongdou when he saw Song Hongdou walking out on his own wearing a coat and sitting on the sofa in the living room.
"Sister Hongdou, are you feeling better?" Li Siyu put the porridge on the table and asked with concern.
Song Hongdou's face was still a little pale at the moment. When Li Siyu asked, she nodded slightly.
Song Ci was in the kitchen, holding the spatula open and saying, "Teacher Song, drink some porridge to nourish your stomach!"
Song Hongdou took the porridge handed over by Li Siyu and glanced at Li Siyu. Li Siyu said: "This is what Teacher Song Ci cooked with great care. You can drink a little bit. If you really can't drink it, forget it."
Song Hongdou picked up the spoon, took a bite, and smiled.
Li Siyu saw this and ran over to tell Song Ci the good news that Song Hongdou had started eating porridge.
At this time, everyone came over one after another and comforted Song Hongdou.
"Let's turn on the TV. Today is the live broadcast of the sixth episode of "The World"!" Tang Shi said, holding the bowl.
Li Siyu, who was closest to the remote control, immediately changed the TV station to Xidu TV Station, which was currently playing advertisements.
Everyone sat around the table.
Song Hongdou was the only one sitting on the sofa.
She held the bowl and slowly ate the porridge cooked by Song Ci.
Li Siyu ate the fish with big mouthfuls and exclaimed: "It's so delicious. This is a wild fish! It's super fresh and tender. It's a pity that Sister Hongdou is sick and doesn't have this good taste!"
Tang Shi ate a meatball, which was so hot that she couldn't help but stick out her tongue.
Wang Yin slowly ate the yam.
Shen Xi was so hot that she drank water.
This pot of hot pot red soup was stir-fried by Song Ci himself using bean paste.
It's actually not very spicy.
Before frying, Song Ci specifically asked if anyone wanted to eat clear soup.
But they were all rejected by everyone.
For example, Wang Yin is actually not very good at eating spicy food.
But facing Song Ci, she still seriously expressed that she must challenge the taste of the authentic hot pot cooked by Xidu people.
At this moment, while everyone was eating, the program officially started broadcasting on the TV.
The first is the storytelling time of Song Ci.
As soon as the story about the Anxi Protectorate came out, the number of real-time barrages immediately exploded.
"???? Does this story exist in history?"
"Is this story really written by Song Ci? But I should tell it or not. It always feels a bit awkward to tell this story so bluntly!"
"Hahaha! I find it very interesting and touching! Aren't you moved by the soldiers' perseverance for decades?"
"Honestly, I'm crying right now!"
Song Hongdou watched the live broadcast seriously, her eyes always falling on Song Ci who was telling the story.
Her gaze dropped slightly downward, sometimes falling on the porridge in her hand that she had already eaten more than half of.
There was a little bit of starlight in his eyes.
I don’t know whether I was moved by the story Song Ci told me, or by Song Ci’s bowl of porridge.
Or maybe, both.
At this moment, in a small rental house in a small town in Youzhou, a girl was sitting in front of the computer, watching the live broadcast of the program seriously.
At this moment, the program has already aired the part where Song Ci is singing "Young and Promising" seriously under the Shanhaiguan Pass.
"If I was young and accomplished and didn't feel inferior, and knew what preciousness was, I would have felt guilty for not giving you those beautiful dreams..."
Song Ci's singing sounded slowly.
Every sound and every word sang into her heart again and again.
She silently opened her phone, trying to find an account.
But I found that the account had been deleted by me a long time ago.
Suddenly, the live broadcast camera began to zoom out, and then showed a shot of a delivery boy crying in the crowd.
When the girl saw the face of the delivery boy, she was stunned.
The next second.
The camera switched to Li Weicai taking the camera to interview the boy after Song Ci and others finished their performance.
"Hello, brother, I just saw that you were particularly moved when you heard this song sung by Teacher Song Ci. Did you remember something from your past?"
Li Weicai said and handed the brother a piece of paper.
The brother blew his nose hard and wiped his tears.
As a result, all the real-time barrages were filled with haha sounds.
"Hahahaha! It's really real in the world!"
"This big brother, I can see that he is a very down-to-earth and hard-working person!"
"If I'm not wrong, this brother must be thinking of his first love, right?"
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwww! This song, Song Ci, it's really touching people's hearts. If I was young and promising, I should be the mother of three kids by now, right?"
The girl in the rental house also took out a tissue, wiped her tears, and then looked seriously at the delivery boy in the camera.
The little brother looked at the camera. After hesitating for a moment, maybe Song Ci's song had opened up his long-lost inner world. He slowly said:
"To tell you the truth, this song really reminds me of my first love. Just as the lyrics say, when I was at my poorest age, I met the person I wanted to take care of for the rest of my life. What a pity, life It’s such a reality!”
The little brother sighed deeply.
Li Weicai comforted: "Then...do you still love her now?"
The little brother nodded seriously: "Love, love, love, love!"
"Then... have you ever thought about chasing the other party back?"
"I can't get her back, she's already married."
In order to prove his statement, the young man even took out his mobile phone and showed the camera his chat history.
This chat record shows that the younger brother has been deleted as a friend by the other party.
And the other party's last words to the little brother were, "Don't contact me, I'm getting married." 】
Seeing this, the barrages couldn't hold back.
"Uuuuuuuuuah! I'm sorry, he is so pitiful!"
"If you don't love me anymore, let it go. Do you still want to keep a souvenir with a deleted dialog box like this?"
"Wow! Isn't this episode really a request from the program team? Damn it, it's okay to be tortured while listening to Song Ci's song, now, do you want to be tortured by this delivery boy?"
The barrage was dense.
At this moment, in the rental house, the girl was covering her face and sobbing.
The live broadcast of the show is still continuing.
Li Weicai said to the boy: "Brother, let me tell you from experience. This girl is not necessarily married. I think she may have accumulated too much money during her daily interactions with you. I’m so disappointed, that’s why I said these words to you, and that’s why I deleted you as a friend, just to make you give up!”
The younger brother looked at Li Weicai in disbelief: "Are you telling the truth?"
Li Weicai said: "Well, do you dare to take a gamble with me?"
"What are you betting on?"
"The ratings of our program are number one in the country! So, the probability of your girl seeing our program is actually very high! So what I want to bet with you is that this girl The child is not married! She is even waiting for you!"
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
"So..." Li Weicai appeared on the show with his face for the first time, "The girl in my heart, if you are really single, if you really still like me, please Private message our official Weibo account!”
As Li Weicai said these words, the barrage exploded!
"Worst!!! It has to be a director who knows how to play!"
"Oh my god! I guess Song Ci himself didn't realize that he just sang a love song, and it just moved the audience a little bit. How did the story turn out like this!?"
"Miss, are you watching this show? If you are watching, really, just go and get in touch! It can be seen that this little brother is really working hard to live and love very hard. I’m following you!”
"Lovers must eventually get married!"
In the rental house, the girl burst into tears.
She was silent for a long time, and finally plucked up the courage, opened Weibo, and found the official account of the "World" program.
Then, I edited a private message and sent it.
…
Tang Shi took out a tissue and wiped her tears. She watched the program seriously, her eyes red: "Do you think the young lady in this guy's heart will contact our program team?"
Shen Xi said: "I will definitely not contact you. We have already divided our points, so why should we contact you?"
Li Siyu said: "If you are still in love, then why can't we contact you?"
She said seriously and glanced at Song Ci.
At this moment, Song Ci's expression was a little dazed, because there was music playing in his head.
[Calculating how many years have been wasted, it seems that it is enough to write a story of misplaced love]
[If you still want to do it for someone in the future, waste your good time]
[Tears can only be in my chest, without reservation]
[Torturing each other until they grow old, the sadness will not let go]
Song Hongdou stood up, having finished the porridge in her bowl: "If I were the girl this boy liked, and I happened to see this show, then I would go there quietly by myself. Go to the place where the little brother works and observe what kind of state the other person is in right now! Of course, the premise must be that the girl is single as Director Li said, not married!"
Song Hongdou said and walked into the kitchen.
She added another half bowl of porridge to herself.
After eating the hot pot, everyone cleaned up together, washing the dishes and wiping the table.
Soon, the time came to almost eleven o'clock.
Li Weicai stood in front of him and said with a smile: "Guess how many private messages we received related to the delivery boy?"
Li Siyu stretched out his left hand: "I think there are more than ten!"
Shen Xi: "There must be people here to gain popularity, and there are even advertisements. I think there are at least a hundred of them!?"
Wang Yin said: "There won't be so many of them, right? That's not true. Are the current netizens so boring?"
Song Ci thought of the advertisements he had received in his mailbox, so he smiled and said, "I think there are at least five hundred, right?"
Li Weicai gave Song Ci a thumbs up: "Teacher Song Ci's guess is the closest. Our program has just been broadcast for a while, and we have received more than 400 related private messages. Don't worry, we will screen them one by one." Yes, if there is any new news, I will tell the teachers at any time!"
Everyone showed a "yes" expression.
Song Ci took off his apron and was about to wash up and go to bed, but Li Siyu suddenly raised his hand and said loudly: "We will rehearse during the day tomorrow and then perform tomorrow night. Does that mean we won't be able to listen to Song Ci tomorrow night?" The teacher told a story!?"
Li Siyu's words immediately reminded everyone.
Wang Yin was the first to stand up and quit: "Yes, according to our current process, everyone will disperse the day after tomorrow. So this time, we really can't listen to Teacher Song Ci telling stories? No, right? It feels really such a pity!”
Tang Shi looked at Song Ci with a smile but not a smile: "Actually, it's not even eleven o'clock yet, and everyone is a night owl. How about... Song Ci, can you tell everyone another five-dollar story?"
Shen Xi raised her hands in agreement: "That's necessary. If I don't listen to Brother Song's story tonight, I won't be able to sleep anyway!"
Even Song Hongdou sat quietly on the sofa, showing no intention of washing up.
Song Ci smiled helplessly: "Why are you all like children? You must listen to stories before going to bed!"
Li Siyu hugged his knees with both hands and shook his feet: "I don't care, I don't care, I just want to listen to the story tonight!"
Song Ci waved his hand, motioning for everyone to sit down, and then said: "Okay, but it's too late now, so I'll tell you about the "Journey to the West" series I've talked about before!"
Tang Shi: "Okay!"
Wang Yin: "Are you going to continue telling the story of Tang Seng and his disciples after they left the Daughter's Kingdom?"
Song Ci shook his head and said, "Let me tell you the story of monkeys causing trouble in the heaven!"
Li Siyu was the first to stand up and object: "Huh? But you have already told me this story!! No, change it!"
Song Hongdou looked at Li Siyu and squinted her eyes slightly: "Let's talk about this!"
Tang Shi said: "Yes, I just want to hear about Sun Wukong's past and present lives!"
Shen Xi laughed: "As long as it's a story told by Teacher Song Ci, no matter what it is, I love to hear it!"
Wang Yin had already taken out his notebook: "It seems that everyone except Xiao Yu agrees. Then, Teacher Song Ci, please tell us and satisfy us!"
Song Ci picked up the sponsor's milk, took a big sip, and then slowly said:
The poem says:
Chaos is undivided, the sky and the earth are chaotic, vast and indistinct, no one can see it.
Since Pangu broke through the Hongmeng, he opened up the distinction between the clear and the turbid.
Encourage all sentient beings to look up to the benevolence and discover that all things are good.
To predict the fate of Yuan Gong, you must read "Journey to the West".
(End of chapter)
