"On a white jade plate with green vegetables, green silk, and West Lake, I look back to Lin'an. On a spring day in a bamboo fenced hut, I am happy to see plum blossoms and snow."
As in the past, every time Lin Wanjie wrote a piece of work, Xiao Yuchan would recite it again.
It seems that only by reciting it yourself can you understand the true meaning of the poem, and only by reciting it again can you transform other people's poems into your own.
Every time Xiao Yuchan recited Lin Wanjie's poems, she would show confused eyes, as if at this moment, standing in front of the little girl was not a silly servant, but a graceful young man.
He was well-dressed, with fluttering belts, holding a folding fan, with handsome features, fair skin, and a petite figure.
But after the poem, Lin Wanjie's body shape and skin color made Xiao Yuchan feel out of touch and unreal.
Every time I listen to Lin Wanjie's poems, Xiao Yuchan will quickly become excited, and then quickly become disappointed.
But as time passed, Xiao Yuchan felt that she was slowly adapting, and the image of the elegant young master in her heart was being replaced by Lin Wanjie.
It seems that those young masters in the past were all just show-offs, reciting poems and writing lyrics superficially. How could they have one-tenth of Lin Wanjie's talent?
It seems that a man who can really recite poems and write lyrics should be as unattractive and strong as Lin Wanjie.
Lin Wanjie didn't know how many poems he had written for the eldest lady.
I only know that Xiao Yuhang, the young master of the Xiao family, is the number one poet in Xiande Academy. He is highly valued by his teachers and is even more popular among his classmates.
Xiao Yuchan didn't know the disadvantages of copying poems, she just immersed herself in it. Lin Wanjie gave her an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.
Lin Wanjie was very cautious in choosing poems for Xiao Yuchan. They were all relatively unpopular chapters and would not cause too much noise.
Xiao Yuchan carefully copied the poem and handed it to Lin Wanjie: "Here, take a look, right?"
Lin Wanjie looked over it and nodded in agreement.
Xiao Yuchan was filled with joy and put the poem away, knowing that she would get another burst of praise when she commented on it to the teacher in class later.
"Miss, I've helped you a lot, can you help me once too?"
"Of course, what do you want me to help you with? Don't say it once, just ten times or a hundred times."
"There is a letter here. Can you give it to Yu Jiao'er for me?"
"..."
Xiao Yuchan frowned, her nose looked like a fox, and she shook her head repeatedly: "No, everything is fine, but not this matter."
"Why?"
"There is no reason! If it doesn't work, it won't work!"
Lin Wanjie's tone also became unkind: "Since the eldest lady can't do it, I'll deliver it myself."
"you!"
"It's just a letter, it's not a big deal."
Xiao Yuchan was helpless. According to what Lin Wanjie said, if she didn't help him, he would have a way to send her there.
Even if it was delivered to his door openly, no one would say anything. Even if his mother saw it, she probably wouldn't be able to do anything to him.
Rather than letting more people know about the matter, it is better to feel aggrieved and suppress the matter.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yuchan showed aggrieved eyes, pursed her lips and muttered: "It's been so long, and you still can't forget Yu Jiao'er?"
"It's only been a few days? How can you forget someone you like so quickly?" Lin Wanjie retorted.
Xiao Yuchan was speechless and asked from a different angle: "What's so good about Yu Jiao'er? Making you so worried?"
Lin Wanjie did not answer, but handed Xiao Yuchan a prepared letter.
Lin Wanjie's behavior was a bit domineering, which made Xiao Yuchan a little unhappy.
After leaving school and returning to Xiao's house today, Xiao Yuchan quietly opened the envelope on the way to deliver the letter.
"I want to see what you can say to Sanniang?"
Opening the envelope, there was a poem written on the note inside.
Xiao Yuchan scanned it once, her eyes became wet, and she chanted in a low voice:
"The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. When gold, wind, jade and dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? "
Under the corridor, the spring breeze blew catkins and stirred the hair in the corners of the eldest lady's eyes, causing a few crystal tears to fall down.
The small white hands carefully held the small note, trembling slightly.
"If love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night..."
The moment she recited this poem, the eldest lady felt a strong sense of jealousy in her heart.
While I was shocked by Lin Da's talent and poetry, I also recalled the poems that Lin Da had written for me these days. Although there were many poems written by Lin Da, they were far from compared to this poem.
Even if he wrote hundreds of poems, he would not be able to compare with one poem at this time.
I thought I was the only one who enjoyed Lin Da's special care, but after seeing the poem Lin Da wrote to Yu Jiao'er, I realized how much Lin Da cares about Yu Jiao'er.
She heard from her husband that reciting poems and writing lyrics starts from the heart. As long as the state of mind is reached, good poems will come naturally and come from the feelings.
Previously, Xiao Yuchan had not moved on what was starting from her heart.
Seeing this, Xiao Yuchan understood.
Lin Da treats Sanniang from the heart, and everything comes naturally.
This work is so good that onlookers will be moved to tears.
Not to mention neglecting the parties involved!
Sanniang will definitely be moved by Lin Da's affection when she sees it, and their relationship will become more and more stable, right?
Xiao Yuchan foolishly thought that the relationship between Lin Da and Sanniang had already faded away after being separated for so long.
"Once the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win over countless people in the world. If the love between the two lasts for a long time, how can they stay together day and night..."
Xiao Yuchan was still in a daze, and Jian Niang happened to be walking by: "Yuchan, what are you looking at?"
"Huh? Nothing, nothing."
Xiao Yuchan put the note away in a panic and hurried forward.
Jian Niang frowned and opened her mouth to ask: "That Mr. Lin..."
The weak sound dissipated in the wind, and Xiao Yuchan didn't hear it at all.
At night.
The moon and stars are sparse, and the night sky is like a wash.
Lin Wanjie sat in the courtyard and looked forward to the eldest lady's return.
After moving to this courtyard, Lin Wanjie had never looked forward to the eldest lady's return.
In the quiet night, I suddenly saw Xiao Yuchan coming with a lantern.
Lin Wanjie immediately greeted him: "Why are you coming back now?"
"Master has been extremely gracious to help his servants, but you are still impatient."
Lin Wanjie was a little anxious and didn't know what to say.
Seeing his nervous look, Xiao Yuchan suddenly lost interest. She sighed and said, "Don't worry, the letter has been delivered. Sanniang left me in the room to ask questions for a long time, and they were all about you!"
"What did Yu Jiao'er say after reading the letter?"
"What can I say, why don't I just burst into tears! You really know how to deceive a woman's heart. No wonder Sanniang never forgets you."
"Did you read my letter?"
Xiao Yuchan panicked for a while: "That's not it! Don't slander anyone! It's already against the rules for me to deliver the letter for you, so don't get carried away. Don't do it next time."
Lin Wanjie cupped her hands and thanked her: "Thank you, Miss."
"Humph!" Xiao Yuchan snorted proudly, ignored Lin Wanjie, walked around for a few steps, and then her eyes turned red.
That poem was so beautiful that Xiao Yuchan couldn't help but look up at the starry sky to find the magpie bridge, and recited it in her heart:
"The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. When gold, wind, jade and dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I can't help but look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it last day and night? "
