July 12
The new diary is also to urge myself to work harder next semester. Read Shakespeare's Henry VIII first. ...
July 13
Playing cards.
July 65438, 2004
Playing cards.
July 15
Playing cards.
July 16
Hu Shizhi, Hu Shizhi! How can you be so depraved! Have you forgotten all the study plans you made before? Confucius said, "I save three times a day." ..... can't go on like this!
July 65438, 2007
Playing cards.
July 18
Playing cards.
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According to legend, three famous poets, Wang Changling, Gao Shi and Wang Zhihuan, lived in Chang 'an during the Kaiyuan period. One day, it was snowing lightly, and the three of them went to a restaurant to drink. The hotel was very lively, because it just happened to coincide with the banquet held by dozens of directors (that is, royal bands, actors, etc.) in the Liyuan. At the climax of the party, four beautiful girls began to sing.
At that time, people liked to sing some poems with music, and well-written poems were naturally the most popular. Wang Changling, the three of them are drinking and watching. Gao Shi suddenly thought of an idea and said, "We are all poetry names, but we have never been too high. This time, according to the lyrics sung by their four girls, let's see who wins with more poems! "
The first girl sang, "When you enter Wulianjiang on a cold rainy night, Chushan will see the guests off. If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. " Wang Changling quickly said, "This is one of my songs." And drew a horizontal line on the wall to commemorate it. The second girl went on to sing: "I opened my eyes with tears the day before yesterday and saw your book." Why is the night station lonely? It is still a cloud house. "Gao Shi quickly scratched on the wall and said," This is my quatrain. "The third girl sang," The broom opens the golden palace and the round fan haunts. ".Jade is not as beautiful as western Western jackdaw. I still carry the shadow of Zhaoyang. Wang Changling proudly drew another line on the wall: "I wrote two songs".
Seeing the emergency, Wang Zhihuan said, "These singing girls are not so good, and the poems they sing are obviously not very clever." So he pointed to one of the most beautiful girls and said, "Listen to her sing. If it weren't for my poem, I would never argue with you again. "
After a while, the girl sang, "The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, and there is an isolated city-Wan Ren. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough. " Hearing this, the three of them clapped their hands and laughed. It turns out that this is a sonnet by Wang Zhihuan. Lingguan didn't know what was going on at first, but only after asking did he know that he was the author of these poems, so he bowed to them and invited them to dinner. The three of them broke up happily.