The opening remarks of the storyteller

Prologue refers to the introduction of the theme at the beginning of a performance or other opening, which is a metaphor for the beginning of an article, introduction or speech. Next, I'll sort out the opening remarks about storytellers for your reference only, hoping to help you!

The preface of the storyteller 1 means the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, namely, the Zhou Dynasty and the Zhou Dynasty.

The five heroes in the Spring and Autumn Period made an insurrection, and instantly rose and fell!

There are several names on the history of qing dynasty, and there are countless barren hills in the north.

Our predecessors' fields were taken away by later generations, and they said something about enter the dragon.

Telling stories and singing plays to persuade people, taking the center in three ways.

Good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and the right path in the world will change.

Every day in the world, the sun and the moon fly, year after year.

There are rich people, but poor people are cold.

You got promoted and made a fortune, and your legs are finished.

The word fame and fortune is a wall in which everyone hides.

Someone jumps over the wall, that is, the immortal is not old.

Storyteller's prologue 2 The stars in the sky have not been known for several months, and people on the ground are restless.

The birds in the trees are noisy and messy, and the fish in the river are muddy.

Four-word gossip, four-word gossip, eight-word outline and twelve-word guidance have led to the incompleteness of this book and a piece of Xijiang Moon. Gentlemen, young and old, don't think I'm clumsy, stupid, stupid and untrue. All you have to do is sit in a row, watch the next storyteller, push away the drums covered with cowhide, knock on the three boards floating across the river, and rap for everyone to relieve their worries.

No Baotou, no Facebook, no stage, no pedals. The second sister got on the kang and we turned to sing.

I didn't say please book, please book, please book, please book, please book, please book, but young and old, gentlemen. Listen carefully and slowly. I want to make trouble, but I can't hear clearly, but I blame my pronunciation.

Never tell a short story before opening the whole story. Why tell a short story first? Because it's an old story-telling rule.

I know all your jokes, but do you know that ten can sing nine different songs?

I forgot what you said, because I learned to remember, please. Why do you remember Qing? I worked hard in front of the master and was punished for kneeling, pushing bricks and cooking lamps.

Besides, you:

Love literature, martial arts, loyalty and treachery? Love to cry, love to laugh, love to listen to acid?

I like listening to Wen 'an, and I like listening to Wu Lai. I love loyalty to Yang Jiajiang and rape to Zhengde. Meng Jiangnv loves to cry, and Diusim's story loves to laugh. I like to listen to a reply story, the story of a sour opera fan, the half-literate and half-armed Wagangzhai, and the half-loyal and half-treacherous Gong Liu case. Half crying and half laughing, half plain and half sour. Old people love to hear Bao Gongan, while teenagers love to hear Liangshan. Girls love to listen to Meng Jiangnv, and wives love to listen to the stories of opera fans. It's hard to say that one person is the wish of a hundred people. Say nothing today. Listen to me for the last time.