There are four brothers working together in a rich man's house for a short time. The four of them like to compose poems and sentences, each of them says the first sentence, and together they are a poem of oil.
One day, the four of them were hoeing the land for the rich man's house, when suddenly the weather changed suddenly, the clouds rolled in the northwest, and it was going to rain soon, and the boss said: "The northwest fog is steaming",
The second elder said, "It seems that the wind is about to rise."
The third said, "It rains when it blows,"
The fourth elder said, "It won't work out if it rains." ”
So the four brothers took up their hoes and went back. When the rich man saw them returning, he ordered the four of them to carry firewood and sweep the yard, and the four of them began to write poems.
Boss: "There's a big belly in the yard,"
Elder Two: "He ordered me to wait to sweep the floor." ”
Elder Three: "Why didn't he do it himself?" ”
Elder Four: "He's going to do it (and) call us sweep (ah)!" ”
The rich man was very angry when he heard this, so he went to the county court for the crime of "insulting the owner and committing the following crimes.". When he heard that the four brothers could compose poems, he said, "If you have written two poems in the hall, if you do a good job, you will forgive your innocence, otherwise you will be severely punished." ”
The four brothers said, "Please sir." ”
The county master looked up and saw the moso bamboo growing in the courtyard and said, "Let's take bamboo as the theme." ”
The four brothers looked at the bamboo in the courtyard and began to work.
Boss: "A bamboo in the old man's yard,"
Elder Two: "A long tea bowl is thick." ”
Old Man Three: "When you grow up, you will undo the board,"
Old Fourth: "Untied the board and spanked." ”
The county master listened to it and felt that although the poem was not very elegant, it was still smooth. He pointed to a locust tree outside the door and said, "Take the locust tree as the title, make another poem." ”
Boss: "Old Master Ya before a shame,"
Elder Two: "Deep roots and deep leaves grow up." ”
Old Three: "Only the phoenix can be poured,"
Old Fourth: "Old Bird Wild Sparrow who dares to come." ”
The county grandfather listened to the great joy and praised in succession: "Good poetry, good poetry"! In the end, the rich man was falsely accused, and the rich man was beaten to forty boards to close the case.
On the way home, the rich man limped in front, and the four brothers watched and wrote poems in the back.
Boss: "There's a lame boss in front of you,"
Elder Two: "Forty times I beat my stomach." ”
Old Man Three: "You said that it didn't hurt to beat him."
Elder Four: "If it doesn't hurt, he will purr and scold?" ”