Dress to be a celebrity

Drop ball, hook ball, slam ball, high ball, smash...

With Yue Juren, an opponent who hits high and far, playing the ball, Song Shi didn't have to restrain his strength like he did when coaxing his children at home, and unlocked the skills he knew to his heart's content.Although I haven't played badminton much since I graduated from university, but when I hold the racket in my hand and see the momentum of the ball flying, those memories that have been silent for many years are revived in my mind.

His body, which has been trained for many years at the grassroots level in rural areas, can also match the speed of the brain.Looking at the origin of the ball, he sometimes moved forward and backward in the field, and sometimes leaped into the air, his movements were extremely elegant and free.

However, he also deliberately took care of Yue Juzi, and tried to hit all the balls he got back in the center of the opposite court so that he could catch them.In this way, back and forth, continuous, without the embarrassment of stopping to pick up the ball a few times, the outsiders also felt that it was lively and beautiful, with endless applause and applause.

Liu Fuzun felt pain in his palms, his heart was full of passion, he turned his head and said to Wang Tongzhi: "Don't let them young people dominate the limelight, Brother Wang, would you like to end with me?"

Naturally willing, it should have ended long ago!

Wang Tongzhi nodded heavily, and was about to take the racket from Menzi.But his sleeves were wide, and when he stretched out his hands, he swung the long sleeves a few times, catching the wind with his sleeves full.Only then did he regret it and said: "I knew I was going to play ball, so I shouldn't have worn such fashionable clothes like Su. With such wide sleeves, it would be a bit of a ride even if you tied them up. It's not as good as Song Zhuangyuan's narrow sleeves. If you tie it up casually, it's like a Hu suit." So neat."

Complaints are complaints, he didn't wear narrow-sleeved clothes when he went out, so he had to wrap his arms layer by layer, wrapping them tightly with straps, so as not to hinder him when he raised his arms.

County magistrate Xu on the side smiled and advised them: "It's not troublesome for the two elders to dress, and look at the young people in the field, most of them are wearing floor-length robes and high-soled boots! The robe is wrapped up to the waist, and you have to borrow shoes from the monk—otherwise, how can you run around the field to catch the ball?"

At any rate, they only need to wrap their sleeves, which saves a lot of trouble.

Several adults wrapped them up first, and asked the monks to draw a few more frames than the venue in the Song Dynasty, and stretched the net in the middle, and then each went to the venue to try it out.

It wasn't until after the game that I realized that playing badminton was more difficult than usual cuju.

It is easy to throw the ball in the air, but it is extremely difficult to find the ball with the racket in your hand, and then hit the ball to the field opposite the net.The ball that hit the net from the opposite side also fluctuates high and low, far and near, and the snow-white ball flies in the air and is easily blocked by the sun. I saw it fly from the opposite racket, and it landed before seeing where the ball went up.It was so easy to catch the ball, the ball only bounced on the racket twice before it landed in his own field, and refused to fly far away...

Watching people come and go while playing, it's my turn to pick up the ball all over the field.

Fortunately, picking up the ball is not just about picking it up alone.Although I was anxious about not being able to hit the ball several times in a row, when I looked up and looked around, most of them were hunched over to pick up the ball, and they couldn't hit the ball with the racket until it hit the ground. The anxiety of not being able to hit the ball disappeared , only stay happy.

There was constant self-deprecating and laughing on the court, and the people off the court were playing hard, and the outsiders watched it amusingly. Song Shi, a demonstrator, can also retire with success.

He caught a ball hit by Yue Juren, but instead of hitting it back, he slapped it sideways into the air. He caught the ball back and forth a few times to kill the kinetic energy of the ball, then copied it into his palm, walked to the net and said, "Brother Yue Xian Wait a moment, I will change someone to fight with you."

Seeing that he was about to end, Yue Juzi felt ashamed to dominate the court and racket, so he said, "I've played enough, so let's go out with Song Zhuangyuan and have a rest."

The two passed the rackets to the scholar who was waiting next to them, went to the corridor to find a monk and asked for a cup of tea, and sat and watched others play.

He didn't notice it when he was on the court, but when he sat on it and watched, he realized that there were few people who could touch the net to play, and most of them could only watch from the sidelines. The old gentlemen in the corridor watched for a long time, and I'm afraid it was a bit boring.

He remembered that he still had a set of magnet fish in his car for children to fish and play with, so he asked the book boy to fetch them, and opened the box to show them: "I brought some wooden fish. If you like fishing, let's go to the pond behind the temple. How about fishing?"

How can wooden fish be caught?

Not to mention a few elders sitting in the corridor, even the young people who are focused on watching the game are also attracted by his words, and come together to watch the fun.There were exactly ten fish in that box, and the images of carp, bream, bream, crucian carp and other fish were carved respectively. The fingers are long and short, slender and cute.

The carving is exquisite and the image is distinct, but it is still a wooden fish, how can a wooden fish be caught?

Li Zhongshu picked up a carp and looked at it carefully, fiddling with its fins and tail, but couldn't see the key orifice. He smiled and shook his head: "This fish is just a wooden fish no matter how you look at it. Is it possible that it can survive in the water? There must be something in the belly of the carp. It's an agency, but I don't know what it is, Song Zhuangyuan would rather not reveal it first?"

Although it cannot live in the water, it can kiss the hook by itself.

Song Shi, a folk inventor, smiled reservedly, and only said: "We need a few fishing rods to find monks, and we will find out when we try it by the pool."

Although there is no fishing rod in the temple, the wooden fish does not need a real fishing rod. As long as there is a bamboo pole, hemp thread, a buoy on the string, and a thick sewing needle, it is enough to be a fishing rod.There is no need to bend the needle, what he needs to use is the nature of the magnet to absorb iron. Those monks who smashed the needle have to buy it again, which is a waste.

These monks also usually do some daily work, with ingenuity and ingenuity, it is nothing to cut a piece of bamboo and tie it to a fishing rod.The Zhike monk personally led them to a pool for watering the ground in the back garden. Song Shi took out the wooden fish from the box and threw them in one by one around the pool.

It was originally a small fish made for fishing in a tank, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye when placed in a serious pond.There were some small wild fishes in the pool, they came up to peck when they saw people spill something, and pushed the small wooden fishes to sway in the dark green water, ups and downs with the waves.Everyone felt that this fish was difficult to catch, and they all looked at Song Shi, wanting him to demonstrate how to catch it.

Song Shi did not refuse, picked up the fishing rod and first passed the needle through the goose feather float attached to it, so that the float could not sink while hanging on the needle; When the hook was about to hit the water surface, he suddenly raised his wrist to retract——

The momentum of the fishing needle rushing into the water was suddenly pulled back, and the thin crochet needle spun a few times in the air, and when it fell on the water, it had no momentum, and was suspended by the goose feathers and floated on the surface of the water.

The water waves are swaying, and the small fish gently emerge from the surface of the pool. Occasionally, a bold fish comes to peck the feathers of the goose, pushing the wooden fish farther and farther away from the hook.Although it was not impossible for everyone to guess that he used a magnet, the wooden fish was farther and farther away from the hook, and the magnet could not attract it. This time the fishing rod was empty, and Song Zhuangyuan's face was not good.

They became more and more nervous. They looked at the hook in the water with bated breath, and then secretly looked at Song Shi, not knowing how he could catch it.

Song Shi was still holding the fishing rod calmly, and explained with a smile: "This fish was originally made for fishing in a tank, so it was made small, and it would be slower to catch in a big pond. Don't worry, everyone. I'm going to show you how to fish with my straight hook."

He stepped on the bluestone by the pool with one long leg, holding the back half of the bamboo pole with his hand, and with his outstretched long arm, he hung the needle just in front of the wooden fish's mouth.The wooden fish that had been swirling in the waves rushed straight towards his fishing needle, bumped into the fishing needle itself, and was caught by him in one fell swoop.

If there is a real fishing enthusiast here, he must be reported for cheating.

It's a pity that the people surrounded by the pool are not real fishermen, but real official fans. As soon as his hook was retracted, someone snatched it away. Fishing with a straight hook on the shore, you have to meet King Wen, and today I saw Song Sanyuan fishing with a straight hook, but I don’t know how promising the champion will be in fishing in the future!"

Song Shi was afraid that they would pull the ordinary children's toys too high again, so he quickly explained the principle: "It's just a small piece of magnet built into the belly of the fish, and it can be sucked up naturally with an iron needle..."

That's different!

Who doesn't know that a magnet sucks a needle, but this hook has a different meaning among scholars!

Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "Jiang Taigong fishes, and those who wish to take the bait" have always been connected with the meeting of Mingjun and virtuous ministers. They have witnessed the process of fishing with straight hooks and the fish take the bait themselves. How can they not be excited? ?

If he doesn't want people to think so, why not bend the needle first when fishing with a straight hook?

Although these officials have retired, they are not as old as Jiang Taigong who was fishing in the Weishui River. Why don't they meet the Ming Lord again and worship the country?

Song Shi understood the inner calling of the retired official Lao Ji Futing and wanted to re-employ, so he stopped explaining that he went fishing with a needle for the sake of thrift, threw the wooden fish he had just caught back into the pond, and asked them to fish with bamboo poles.

A few elders who are dedicated to official duties are more energetic than the young people. They stand by the pool and hold the poles to fish.Song Shi was afraid that they would stumble and have an accident, so he hurriedly asked young and strong monks from the temple to protect him. Finally, he asked someone to tie a few bamboo poles into the soft mud at the bottom of the pool, and pull up the fence with ropes to prevent them from going down. Li explored too much.

After finishing this work, he had to watch from the side with peace of mind.

It just so happened that the Zhike monk also stepped back to rest, so he put down his teacup and rubbed it secretly to inquire about the monk's leisure life.

It's just reading scriptures, writing poems, practicing calligraphy, and doing some life.

Their Daci Pavilion is a famous temple left by the Jin Dynasty, and cigarettes flourished, so they don't need to rely on constant maintenance like small temples, but it is inevitable that some monks will do some business to earn a few silver to support themselves.If there are relief and construction projects in this county, the temple will also help to distribute porridge and medicine, save the dead, collect coffins and collect corpses, repair bridges and repair roads...

These old monks like to sit quietly and recite scriptures in their spare time. Young monks can practice boxing. It cannot be done in the temple.

The Zhike monk said, and then complimented Song Shi: "The wooden fish made in Song Sanyuan can not only enjoy the fun of fishing, but also not harm the living beings. It is really a thing that benefits my Buddhist disciples."

No need to force compliments, this fish is just a toy for children under the age of eight, and his 11-year-old nephew doesn't even play with it anymore.What this group of elders are fishing for is not fish, but feelings. The monks don't have to force fishing for his reputation as the number one scholar.

Looking at the elders by the pool in Song Dynasty, he sighed leisurely: "The bream and carp sink and float in the ancient temple pond, and they follow each other as soon as they fall from the hook. Don't laugh at the white-headed guest when fishing, and it's not too late for Lu Wang to meet him in his [-]s."

His poems... are very suitable for the occasion, and even the group of elders who have retired but still want to "become the king of Wen" in their seventies feel that his poems of the number one scholar are worthy of their name.

How can it be so transparent and written into people's hearts!

On the spot, several elders wrote poems together, and coquettishly praised his wooden fish, wishing that in his later years, he would "flag his sleeves lightly and throw away his fame and fortune, and go fishing in the mountains by himself", "wash away the hustle and bustle, and come to fish for wooden fish" .

Some people even wrote sketches to praise his wooden fish after returning home: "The length of the fish is only one finger, and it is made of wood. It has a delicate and lovely body. It has a head, tail, fins, gills, and scales. It contains a magnet and is susceptible to the quality of steel. , the outer paint varnish is not afraid of dirt and corrosion. Entering the water to ride the waves will not reduce the fun of swimming fish, and touch the hook when you meet the hook, and you will have the true meaning of fishing..."

Writing Muyu is because I want to conceal my desire to meet the Ming Lord like Jiang Shang, so I write more restrainedly, and those who praise badminton are even more free.

At the end of a literary meeting, there were not many articles commenting on the almost epoch-making "Theory of Knowledge and Action" in the Song Dynasty, only poems and essays praising the "three-yuan ball" were popular everywhere.

Some honestly boasted according to its shape: "Cut wood as the core, and feathers as the skirt, so that you can leap and lift, because you can rise high because of humility. The round racket has a straight handle, and it first conforms to the rules of Shengmo; Careful and careful."

To go further, you need to add a little bit of play, even boasting to yourself: "Be strong, even if you breathe out, it is up to you; accumulate accumulation should be done, trust is full of emptiness and self." Can be styled, and cultivate awe-inspiring spirit."

And the private goods made by those romantic talents are even more released-the high-level balls that are enough to rise to the use of regulating Qi in the hands of the Fuzun adults are all softly entangled in their pens. ""The fairy with the sword looks sideways, and the jade girl who dials the shuttle cleverly looks back""The white skirt is full of flowers, and the heart is full of knots, and there is no plan to keep it" sentences.

It just so happens that talented scholars refused to circulate privately after finishing writing, so they sent them to Song Zhuangyuan's mansion for his comments.

Song Shi sat at home and admired it for a long time, but he really had no place to write.

He was not good at appreciating poems after the Tang Dynasty, and he was not an examiner, so he could make up new words to praise any article, so he had to give up his comments and gave them another benefit——

He compiled these poems and essays into a collection, and printed them out with a wax block by himself, and specially carved a sidebar at the edge of each page, and inserted pages of pure manuscript paper decorated with primary school newspaper grade lace every few pages in the book , for readers to write brief comments and impressions after reading.

The author has something to say: refer to "Research on Cuju Movement in the Song Dynasty" by Liu Peng

The Fu refers to the Balloon Fu, which uses "open-mindedness is commendable, and cultivates awe-inspiring spirit"

The sentence "Saber Immortal" is selected from "The Poem of Yuanshe Mochang"

The original sentence of "a feather coat is like climbing an immortal" is "a swing on a swing is like climbing an immortal", Lu You in "West Lake Spring Tour"