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Ma: You rap such songs and sing such plays. Why is it called art?

Zhang: Why?

M: Isn't it enough for the actors to stand here and recite these words? No, it is to sing the characters in this play with this voice and action, and to express the inner feelings of the characters with this voice and action.

Zhang: You have to have a rhyme.

M: What about this acting skill? It uses this gesture, characters, expressions and finger movements to express the inner feelings of the characters. The stage and audience were so absorbed and listened with relish as if it really happened. If you listen as if you were listening to the real thing, you may hear this kind of joy, anger, worry, thinking, sadness, fear and surprise. "How about performing this Quyi? This is even more true. There are few quyi with pictures. Of course, it may develop into a figure in the future, and it is still under study. Then let's talk about this lyric. We should bring people's spirit, eyes and ears to the stage and watch him sing this passage alone. This lyric should be true-accurate, steady and true. People will find this paragraph interesting only if they listen carefully. For example, this Baoyu you just sang … Baoyu … is probably visiting the sick …

Zhang: Maybe to see a doctor? Is to visit patients.

Ma: Baoyu visits the sick. This is a passage from Journey to the West …

Zhang: Hey-why The Journey to the West?

Man: This is ... what travel notes ... red travel. ...

Zhang: A Dream of Red Mansions.

Ma: Hey, I know it's a dream of red mansions, and I know it's just a joke.

Zhang: Are you kidding?

Ma: A Dream of Red Mansions, Baoyu and Daiyu, their love is to be sung, this plot; However, this "Du Shiniang's Fury Box", that Li Jia is too sentimental. Every time I watch this play, I feel sad.

Zhang: Oh, you like this play.

M: I have read this book, too. Du Shiniang's Angry Boxes is such a passage, which comes from this ancient wonder. I feel sad every time I read it. After listening to this passage, I feel sad and distressed!

Zhang: Oh, you feel sorry for that Du Shiniang?

M: Why do I care about Du Shiniang? I feel sorry for that. I feel sorry for that treasure chest. I feel very sad to throw it into the river. How many things did you throw away Pearls, agates, emeralds, diamonds, tourmalines, cat's eyes … I feel distressed. Don't tell me, just let me have a look. I've only heard of agate. What is agate? Tourmaline, which is tourmaline? I haven't seen it. I know the gold bars. I've seen long and wide gold bars …

Zhang: Oh, do you have any gold bars at home?

M: We don't have any gold bars at home. I met them at the Guan Yi Road Show. There they are. That's where I first looked back at the gold bars. I went several times in a row and didn't see anything else. Just to see the gold bars and touch them? I haven't touched it. How much do you weigh? I didn't weigh it. It is locked in a glass box.

Zhang: How can you walk around in the exhibition?

M: We have seen the gold bars. Big pearls, cat eyes ... cat eyes. What do you know?

Zhang: It's also Dazhu.

M: Yes, I inquired about it later. Cat's eye-a big bead. I didn't understand my obsession with money before. I heard that the cat's eye is valuable, so I think it's valuable. Ok, go home to catch the cat, pick your eyes, whine, go to the gold shop to sell it, it's worthless, go home and feed the big blind cat …

Zhang: Hello! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!

Ma: Blind cats are used to wait for mice. Look at that poor cat.

Zhang: Hello! Oh, this is all for your family? Money junkie!

Ma: All the treasures in the treasure chest were thrown into the river, and she herself jumped into the river and died. Not much, not much, this!

Zhang: Huh? How sad is it to die?

Ma: We don't care about her. We don't blame Li Jia. Who do we blame? -Du Shiniang.

Zhang: How can I put it?

M: Du Shiniang should think it over. This is a great event. You and he have become husband and wife. What is angel lee's thought, his attitude towards you, and how will he treat you? Can he take you back to their house If you take it home, can his parents and relatives allow you to live together? If their parents don't want you, and you form a small family outside, what kind of knowledge, skills and ability does he have to support you to maintain your life? I've thought about all these causes and effects, and then I'll go with him. I haven't thought about anything. I'll go with him as soon as I get up. Bad luck. Ding Ding doesn't have any active mind's eye, so she doesn't have any active mind's eye for her own name-Du Shi (abdominal solid) Niang, a beautiful young lady, has a solid axis in her stomach, so she is called Du Shi Niang, and her stomach is a solid axis, so she chased this Li Jia (fake)-his head is fake there.

Zhang: Hey-? !

Ma: Real axes are fake. Can we get together without bad luck? I met this Sun Fu halfway-Sun Fu is rich and rich …

Zhang: Huh? Is that the name? Hey! You made up a joke here! Is that what happened?

M: Studying.

Zhang: Oh, is this called learning?

M: Am I right?

Zhang: I don't think so.

M: I know, I said it on purpose-just kidding.

Zhang: Nothing. Why do you always make fun of me?

Do I look like a learned man? Do I look like a ... scholar? If people walking in the street don't know, they won't think it's a horse talking cross talk on the radio, but they all think it is-which scholar …

Zhang: College student, I think you are like a big mosquito.

Man: How to speak? Interrupt me?

Zhang: Is there such a scholar?

M: Like a scholar?

Zhang: I can't see.

M: I don't embarrass me! I've been studying for years!

Zhang: Oh, there are too many teenagers?

M: Thirteen years.

Zhang: Oh, never mind!

Ma: Three, hundred family names, thousands of words, university, book of rites, Zuo Zhuan, Spring and Autumn Period, Shang Analects, Xia Analects, Shang Mencius, Xia Mencius, Historical Records, the Doctrine of the Mean and the Book of Songs.

Zhang: Have you read it?

M: I lost it.

Zhang: Lost it? ! Oh, you're completely out of control?

Ma: I lost it all after reading it. I lost it all without saving it, but I memorized it all.

Zhang: That will do.

Have you seen my handwriting? How's it going?

Zhang: Not bad!

M: It's over, it's over, don't hold it, don't hold it, how about telling the truth?

Zhang: I think it's quite good.

M: I'm coming, I'm coming. How about telling the truth?

Zhang: Not bad.

Why do you say that? …

Zhang: What are you whispering about? Whispered it was a shock! Just say you write well and you won't whisper!

M: Just say my handwriting. It's not good and vulgar. That's it. You know, after reading so many books, I feel sad that I haven't done anything all day. I ... I can't take it anymore ...

Zhang: What do you mean by difficult sou?

M: Isn't it catchy?

Zhang: Why is it catchy? Not singing. Oh, just didn't do anything to get rich, just didn't get rich?

Ma: Hey-? That's not true. What do you mean you were never rich? You hurt me?

Zhang: You didn't tell me-it's a pity that I didn't do anything rich? Isn't that just to get rich?

Ma: Hey-? Hey-? Did I say I was going to be rich? Is it money that makes you rich? More money is not rich, and doing rich things is not for getting rich! We don't want to do rich things to make more money. We want to do more things that are beneficial to society. How can we serve the people? How can we arouse people's political consciousness and work enthusiasm? It's a pity that we didn't do this research. It's a pity that we have no land.

Zhang: Is that all?

M: Studying?

Zhang: What kind of knowledge is this? Just a sentence. Is this called learning?

M: That's all right. Wait for the opportunity-the moon can't always be buried in the clouds, and pearls will always be unearthed. Lv Mengzheng has no food to fast? Cui, a beggar along the street, began to write poems and scholars, saying that the six countries had no food and firewood, that Confucius had no food, and that he would arrive at the age of 82. He knew it was so difficult to study, but he learned to count treasures without the fatigue of farming at home.

Zhang: Count the treasures!

No, I remember our school song!

Zhang: Hello! What school is this? Is the school song cherished?

M: I remember some ancient people came here. What about the ancient sages? Don't you have a bad chance?

Zhang: That's right.

Ma: A saint? Do you know that saints don't know? Have you ever learned?

Zhang: I have.

Ma: After a day's study, you have to worship a saint, right?

Zhang: You know a saint without learning and skill.

Ma: Look! The world's civil servants, each generation's suggestion, the chief guards of South, North and Sixty-three provinces, the son of shaking his head, shaking Kun, scales and purple swords all over the world, the heart of the Yangtze River fell 800 miles! What about his old man?

Zhang: Oh, just a moment, please. Please speak slowly. Is this a saint? South, seven, north and sixty-three provinces? Isn't that Sheng Ying? Is that a saint? That's Sheng Ying!

M: Isn't Saint a saint?

Zhang: No! An El Nino is an El Nino, and a saint is a saint. These are two different things.

M: A saint and a baby are not the same thing?

Zhang: No!

M: Isn't a saint a holy baby?

Zhang: These two people!

Man: ... yo-ho? You said I wouldn't delay anything! Our headmaster told me for no reason that Sheng Ying was a saint. ...

Zhang: Which pair is it?

M: He told me. He said that when a saint was a bodyguard …

Zhang: Saint or bodyguard? Aren't saints literati?

M: I know, I mean-just kidding!

Zhang: Hello!

Ma: The saint's surname is Kong. He was a saint in feudal society. He served the feudal landlord class. How many years has Confucius known?

Zhang: Oh, I don't know.

Ma: In 2506 BC, Shengren was born in 55 1 year BC, and was born in the Zhou Dynasty for 21 years. Confucius died in 4 1 year of King Jing of Zhou, and the sage was 73 years old. Is there such a sentence-"Seventy-three, eighty-four, the prince didn't invite him"? What happened?

Zhang: Isn't this the threshold?

M: Not the threshold. This is obviously to commemorate Confucius and Mencius-Confucius died at the age of 73 and Mencius died at the age of 84. These two sentences were left in memory of Confucius and Mencius, "Seventy-three, eighty-four, Yan didn't ask himself to go", there was no threshold, no threshold, no one. If you live to be seventy-three, you will live to be eighty. That was not the case. Don't be afraid. Live your own life.

Zhang: Why do you remind people of this?

M: I'm afraid of people. Why did Confucius travel around the six countries in the first place …

Zhang: No, it's traveling around the world.

What country? Are you serious?

Zhang: The country.

M: Guo Bang, you didn't learn this thing well? Which countries? Qi, Chu, Yan, Han, Zhao, Wei and Qin? Which countries?

Zhang: I don't know which countries.

Man: No, I traveled around six countries, and saints went abroad ...

Zhang: Huh? Saints go abroad? Can a saint speak a foreign language?

M: Hey, what a great meeting!

Zhang: Congress?

M: Yes, it's amazing. Sages tell foreigners social knowledge, and foreigners especially admire Ni.

Zhang: What social common sense do you speak?

Ma: The sage said-Hello, the jar is deeper than the basin, the basin is deeper than the bowl, and the bowl is deeper than the dish. The shallowest dish is the jar! Foreigners think it's reasonable, but they should kneel for the master, especially in favor of Kong Zhongni.

Zhang: Really? What are you talking about? What is this?

M: Don't understand? Hello, the jar is deeper than the basin, the basin is deeper than the bowl, and the bowl is deeper than the dish. The shallowest dish is the jar!

Zhang: What's this?

Don't you understand? Tanks are better than ... to be honest-the sage said this tank-do you know anything about water tanks? The cylinder is deeper than the basin, which is called the cylinder is deeper than the basin; The basin is deeper than the bowl, and the basin is naturally deeper than the bowl, which is called the basin is deeper than the bowl; The bowl is deeper than the dish, the shallowest is the dish, the deepest is the jar-the jar is deeper than the basin, the bowl is deeper than the dish, and the shallowest is the dish, that is the jar!

Zhang: Hello! Is this a foreign language? Oh, foreigners don't understand this?

M: Foreigners understand. He didn't think of that. The sage went to this ... then Tianzhu country.

Zhang: Oh, my God ... Oh, my God, which country?

Ma: Tianzhu country. Bamboo begins with a word.

Zhang: Oh-Zhu, Jian Yong and Mi Zhu in the Three Kingdoms?

M: That's right. Tianzhu is now India. He went to Tianzhu to meet a friend. He went to find this Sakyamuni Buddha, a saint, this Sakyamuni Buddha. It's an old frame.

Zhang: Who is Sakyamuni Buddha?

Ma: Tathagata.

Zhang: Oh ... A saint knows Buddha?

M: What do you mean by knowing Buddha? Buddha Sakyamuni was a man at first. He and Confucius are of the same age. Buddha Sakyamuni is now 25 12 years old, and Confucius is now 2506 years old.

Zhang: Oh, six years.

Ma: He is from Tianzhu and Ni is from Lu, not from the same place. Because of this Buddha Sakyamuni, he came to this Lu country to promote Buddhism, and others didn't know his Buddhist scriptures, so he used this scripture to promote Buddhism in Lu country. Confucius helped him popularize this Buddhist scripture because it was a good thing. They play together, go to the opera, take a bath, eat and watch movies.

Zhang: Ah-? Were there these things at that time? Go to the opera? Saints like go to the opera?

Ma: saints don't like to listen to plays.

Zhang: How do you know?

Ma: It is written in the Classic of Three Characters that "drama is useless"-saints think drama is boring, and saints like cross talk best.

Zhang: Really? Are there any tests here?

Ma: Hey-you see "Sexual Similarity" is about Saint Amethyst-that is to say, the sage's temperament is too annoying to approach our cross talk. They learn knowledge together and are still comparing with each other!

Zhang: What is the comparability?

M: I can't stop thinking about it.

Zhang: Huh? Do you have this too?

Ma: Have you ever read the Book of Songs, "Bangji travels thousands of miles", that is, the sage "Bangji" suddenly leaps thousands of miles for the Tathagata.

Zhang: Wow! Ok, how about "people stop" in the back?

Ma: Yes, he was stopped, otherwise he would have fallen into the sea! Otherwise, the Tathagata in the temple has a big bulge on his forehead.

Zhang: That's a cultural relic.

No, it was played by a saint.

Zhang: Boy, do saints still have this ability?

Ma: We studied Buddhism together ... and then we smoked white flour! Bad luck.

Zhang: Huh? A saint draws white flour? Where did this come from?

Have you read The Analects of Confucius? The Analects of Confucius-"Do Ersanzi take me as a guide (addiction)? I am not addicted. " -Luz and Yan Hui must have advised the sage to say, "Master, why are you taking white flour again?" The sage said, "Do the second sons and the third sons love me?" Do you think I'm addicted? "I'm not addicted." -Not addicted, smoking, playing.

Zhang: Smoking is for fun?

Ma: Smoking and playing will bring bad luck. Urgent, difficult, selling things, Dangdang …

Zhang: Dangdang? St. Dangdang?

Ma: That's right-"A gentleman often swings (dangdang) and a villain often pities him".

Zhang: Ah-"An upright man, an upright man ..."

M: What is a swing?

Zhang: Open-minded.

Ma: Even the blanket is pawned!

Zhang: Hello!

M: It's just Dangdang. It's urgent. It's all sold. Record players, records, radios, chatterboxes ...

Zhang: Chatter box? Was there this thing at that time?

M: Of course. Chatterbox-the scientific name is phonograph, phonograph and record. Where did it come from? Who invented it?

Zhang: What about foreigners?

Man: Which foreigner?

Zhang: I don't know which foreigner it is.

Man: Kong Zhong Nye.

Zhang: Oh, it was invented by a saint? Is there a test?

M: Of course. Have you read The Analects of Confucius? You can't see a man by listening to his words. Is this a chatterbox? "I heard its words" and "I didn't see its people", but I didn't see anyone. Isn't this a chatterbox? After the death of the sage, it was invented by foreigners, so it was called "EMI" company.

Zhang: Such an EMI company!

Ma: The three of us are so poor that we can't even afford breakfast for the New Year.

Zhang: Oh, so poor?

Ma: Ask the sage, "Master, are we students poor, too?" The sage said: "Yes, the gentleman is poor, and the villain is poor-I am poor in ambition, ambition and brain, seeking the right path, taking the scholar as the foundation, having a good life and a good life, and eventually there will be rich people." We don't want windfall, we should learn proper occupation. " Learn what proper occupation? Sages don't talk, Yan Hui doesn't ask. Even if he is hungry, he studies. All saints praised his kindness. What he likes best is to love Yan Hui, a good boy. "A person can't bear to worry about eating and drinking a pot of vegetables, and a virtuous person doesn't change his pleasure." What he likes best is to love Yan Hui, but he doesn't talk much. He studies even if he is hungry. He is a good boy and a good student. The mouse gnaws at the foot surface-the mouse actually picks up the foot (banana).

Zhang: Hey, I wish I could. What happened to the mouse?

Ma: Look, praise him for his honesty-a mouse gnaws at his feet? It must be a mouse scratching its foot (actually).

Zhang: Oh-the mouse scratched its feet (wussy)? What a joke!

Ma: The three of us were so hungry that the sage said, "Come on, let's go out and walk in the street." Lutz said, "master, where to go for a walk? Don't walk. I can't stand hunger. I am so hungry! "

Zhang: Are you hungry?

M: I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry! The sage said, "Why are you so confused? We walked in the street and met a beautiful half-cooked face. Instead of being hungry, it is better to say something nice to him and let him invite us to dinner. "

Zhang: Oh, yes.

Ma: Come on, let's take a walk in the street! Go, go, look around and find a half-cooked face. A half-cooked face? I have never met a familiar face at all, and I can't face it anywhere.

Zhang: OK.

Ma: Look up when you walk. There are both businesses …

Zhang: How come it's counting treasures again-buying and selling everything while walking?

M: How can this be a treasure? When the sage went out, there was no one in the street.

Zhang: That's impossible!

M: That's right. Let's take a walk. There is a tea shop in Lubei. This tea shop sells zongzi in May, moon cakes in August and Yuanxiao on the fifteenth day of the first month. It's also ripe. There are some tables with seats in the room, and there is a sign at the door. The brand is written in black and red paper, and it is clearly written on the price list of Yuanxiao-"glutinous rice and osmanthus fruit stuffing is a penny."

Zhang: Oh, so cheap?

Ma: Every old man has a dollar, and the sage takes a look. Lantern Festival is really big. As delicious as steamed bread, but greedy, but without money. The saint suddenly found a pencil case tied to his waist. At that time, everyone who studied had that pencil case. There is such a small old bill in this pencil box. Does the saint want to open it up? Another idea is that there is no-a penny, how can you three order a Yuanxiao to eat when you go in? The saint looked at the price list again, and the saint was very happy.

Zhang: Why?

Ma: The saint is happy-the price list is empty-it says "Sweet-scented osmanthus fruit stuffing in Jiangmi Lantern Festival, a penny", and it also writes such a horizontal line. When the saint sees it, there is no one around ...

Zhang: Hey! Are saints monkeys? Look at you, you studious saint, there is no one around …

Did I mention that he is a monkey? Well, when no one is around, I pick up a pen and "run-!" I added another vertical, and I watched it again-"Sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing in Jiangmi Lantern Festival, ten pence".

Zhang: Oh, saints do this?

Horse: The sage said-people have no ambition, and horses have no fine hair.

Zhang: OK.

Ma: The sage turned around and said "Zhongyou" …

Zhang: Who is Zhong You?

M: Yes-Luz's surname is, and Yan Hui's surname is Yan Mingyuan. "Zhong You and Yan Hui, come in and have a snack." Luz must know that there is no money. "Master, we don't eat without money." "Cut the crap and come." Talking, I found a seat in it, and the waiter came to wipe the table. "Here are some people, and I have something for you, pancake fruit, new bumps ..."

Zhang: A pimple? There was a knot in my heart at that time?

Ma: Snacks. The sage said, "Yuanxiao!" "How many?" The sage said, "Ten." "Oh, three tens?" "No, three people and ten." "How about fifteen for three and five for one?" "No, it's not good, three people and ten." "Three people to ten how come? Why not come to twelve, four each? " "No, it's not good. Ten for three people, four for me and three for them. "

Zhang: I said this saint is Japanese?

Who said he was Japanese?

Zhang: Look how hard you study-four of me and three of them. Isn't that Japanese?

M: Why is this Japanese? This is the sage's right words-the four of us, the three of them, can saints speak vernacular-the four of us, the three of them, the waiter chooses words. What is four and what is three?

Zhang: Oh, yes.

Ma: When Yuanxiao is served to sages, it is delicious, sweet and sticky, but it is not delicious-Yuanxiao, glutinous rice balls, jiaozi, steamed dumplings, fruits, pancakes, ghee, tea noodles ... Why are these things called snacks? Just eating and having fun. Eat these things when you are really hungry? God opens the bag-it's a waste of time.

Zhang: How can you have such a witticism?

Ma: I'm not satisfied with it. The more I eat, the hungrier I get. I can't eat any more. I don't have that much money. The sage tasted the Yuanxiao soup and said, "Yes, it's sweet and sticky, like almond tea. If the saint wants to drink this, he will feel full. Soup is free anyway, isn't it? Why not have two more bowls? " "Manned, sorry to give our grandfather three bowls of Yuanxiao soup." "OK, soup!" , finished, not full, but also, "manned, soup!" "Even after drinking," manned, soup is coming! Don't idle away empty bowls, keep eating. ",Lutz, Yan Hui, just this one eye, if the owner wants it here, let's take it away. Don't be detained-"manned, also give us two bowls of soup, in a big bowl. The big bowl is getting cold! " The saint stood up quickly-"manned, change a big bowl for me, too, because it will get cold soon!" " "You three took part in the competition. You drank me, too, and you want me to drink it. A person drank more than 30 bowls of Yuanxiao soup, but the sage still wanted it-"manned, hey! Boss! Two more bowls, two more bowls! " , manned to come over-"two bowls of Yuanxiao again?" "No, it's not Yuanxiao, it's soup!" "Soup, no, Yuanxiao is fried dumpling!"

Zhang: Dry pot? All right, all the drinks are dry!

M: Give me the money. "bang!" Leave an old money, the waiter is in a hurry. "Ah! A few people, a few people, giving money is wrong, giving money is wrong! " , the saint also nasty-"what? What's wrong? " The waiter said, "Don't stare, don't stare. How much did you eat? " , "Ten!" "How much do you pay?" "That's it!" "This is not enough. You have to pay an old money. " , St. "Hey!" Lose face-"asshole!"

Zhang: Yo-ho?

Ma: "Local people eat ten pence, but the price of foreigners has changed?" Did you raise the price temporarily? ! "The shopkeeper rushed up-"old man, old man, don't worry, we have a price tag, whether local or foreign. The saint said, "Where is it written?" Where is it written? Can you show it to me? ! "

Zhang: Why are saints so cross?

M: Yes, he added a vertical one.

Zhang: Oh, yes.

Ma: The shopkeeper said-"Write it here, write it here. Come with me and I'll read it to you-sweet-scented osmanthus fruit stuffing for rice dumplings, a penny ... Yo-ho? " The shopkeeper stood there, and the saint was urging him. "Read, read, let everyone listen!" The shopkeeper said, "How do you pronounce it? I just saw another one. " If you don't pay attention to writing ten in the assorted stuffing, it's our fault. ",can't go, the saint seized the reason-"this is your fault! I tell you that I won't go out to dinner with you, and I tell you that this is the mercy of scholars ... "

Zhang: What about compassion?

Ma: "No mercy, I want to add curly hair to the crosshead ..."

Zhang: That penny ...

Ma: "I ate a thousand children!" " "

Zhang: Is it round? !