Dongpo

This story happened in modern times, which was the Mid-Autumn Festival in 2014. A scholar drunk beside Su Di had a bizarre dream the night before. There was a portrait of Su Dongpo in his central room, in his dream, he clearly saw Su Dongpo walking down from the painting. He looked at the sky. White clouds were floating in the sky. His heart was thinking, isn’t this a dream? It should not be. This is the real Su Dongpo. When Su Dongpo stepped onto the bank of Su, he picked up a bowl of wine and walked towards Su Dongpo, singing loudly as he walked: The Red Bridge line is full of light waves, the breeze of ten miles kisses the green lotus. wan zhao afterglow destroy Tower laugh, Sudi good wine to Dongpo. Su Dongpo was deeply moved. He took the wine and drank it off. Su Dongpo, who wanted to go to a quiet bar to drink, was embarrassed to go away at this time. So he followed the drinker to the busy drinking place. After entering the door, Su Dongpo was shocked, I couldn’t help sighing: Wow, the hall is very busy, swordsmen and beauties are like clouds! Everyone looked at Dongpo with suspicious eyes. Why did an antique come from the modern bar? Seeing that many swordsmen and beauties were confused, Su Dongpo introduced himself that I was a gifted scholar in the Northern Song dynasty, named Su Shi, Zi Zhan and dong po. Later, he called me the most famous capitalist in the Northern Song Dynasty. You may not understand what this capitalist said? I have to introduce it to you first from the name. Who knows why I am called Shi? And listen to me slowly I was born in a very special place. My mother was on her way in a carriage when she was in labor. She gave birth to me in front of the carriage. This Shi was my birthplace. Why do you choose Zi Zhan? This was what came one after another: my mother just gave me a lifetime, and the groom was driving the carriage on a fast March, running fast. I felt that it was very dangerous. I was so scared that I opened my eyes wide and looked at the direction ahead. I was afraid that there might be a little mistake. My father Su Xun was the old man of Su laoquan. He saw this situation, greet my mother and say loudly: Look, look, Zi Zhan, Zi Zhan. It means that my son is looking forward with his big eyes open, so I have this word. As for the number Dongpo lay scholar, although the number was taken later, it was also related to birth, because when I was born, the carriage was galloping on an eastern slope facing the sun, it’s natural to get it. When I grew up, in order to remember my mother’s hard work forever, I made a study on the east slope, facing the West, and named the study Dongpo Zhai. This thing was highly recognized by the later people, and this lay scholar was also well-known. However, it was beyond my expectation that Su Dongpo was so famous later! Besides, why does someone call me a capitalist, Instead of being a litterateur, calligrapher, gourmet, poet or poet? There is a reason for this. If friends search on Baidu, they will surely know the story that fertilizer does not flow to outsiders. This is my privacy. I’m sorry to tell you directly. A good man made a riddle on the Internet, which was a capitalist. It was not about how rich I was and how big my family was, but about how rich I was, therefore, the fertilizer and water did not flow to the fields of outsiders. After introducing my identity, let’s talk about why I want to walk around this Su Di today. I used to take a walk in the evening. Since the people here respected me and named this dike Su Di, I have been very moved, but I am embarrassed to come to see it. This evening, I thought that everyone would go to watch the moon, and each of them would have Activities. So I wanted to go here alone to find a secluded pub for a drink. I also walked along the bank by the way, but unexpectedly I stepped on it, it is seen by you enthusiastic drinkers and scholars. I am deeply touched by your hospitality, so I can’t move my steps! At this time, it was getting dark and the lights were on. On the night of Mid-Autumn Festival, although the weather became cooler, everyone drank wine, making the body hot and the atmosphere warmer. In the lively atmosphere, someone suddenly asked Su Dongpo to write a poem. Dongpo was not polite either. Under the soup, he refurbished a song named “when is the moon with water melody” written before, and read it: when is the good wine? Having to ask blue sky. It can be known that today and evening, 2014. I don’t take the wind to return, why fear qionglou Yuyu, the height is not cold. Dance to figure out the shadow, happiness in the world! There is no need to tremble too much in the latter part, just use the last sentence: I wish you a long time and live together for thousands of miles. After Su Dongpo read these words, he thought that he couldn’t stay here for a long time. He had to find a way to get out. Otherwise, what should he do forever? Therefore, he continued: Dear friends, Su has something important to do with, so he can’t have more time with you. Let’s give you a song “Mid-Autumn Moon”: the dusk clouds are collected and the cold is overflowing, yinhan silently turns to jade plate. This night will not last long. Where can I see the bright moon next year. After reading it, he turned around and walked to the door. For the first time, he said again: there are still many words to say, but there is no choice but to go to the east. The waves are gone, and the romantic figures of thousands of ages come to mind. I think, I feel that I am already affectionate and should laugh at me. I have been born early! Finally, I would like to add that actually I am not old. Don’t look at the word I wrote: old man is talking about juvenile craziness, left is yellow, right is bright. Golden hat, mink fur, thousand riding roll, hirakoka. If you want to report to the Imperial Guard of the whole city, you should shoot the tiger and see Sun Lang. The wine is full of wine, the chest is still open, the temples are slightly frosted, what’s the matter! Holding the festival in the cloud, when will Feng Tang be sent? Can hold the carved bow like a full moon, look Northwest, shoot the wolf! But I am only 977 years old this year, very young, a standard handsome guy! This is the dream of that Xiuke. I stole it and posted it here, laughing with my blog friend! Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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