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Chapter 174 Thousands of Lonely "Liu Zongyuan"... (Subscribe)
"Brothers, have you seen it, have you seen it?"

"What did you see?"

"There are more than three hundred Tang poems."

"Ah, what show is this?"

"Damn, I don't know this. I'll read it to you. Since ancient times, autumn is sad and lonely. I say that autumn is better than spring."

There are more than [-] Tang poems. Originally, under Chen Fan's joining, he didn't broadcast them first.

And after it was broadcast, "There Are More Than Three Hundred Tang Poems" became even more popular.

During the show, Chen Fan and the drama actors made the poems when they performed together, and it really spread all over the streets and alleys in an instant.

"Hahaha, read it with me, and when the sky is clear and the cranes line up on the clouds, the poetry will be drawn to the blue sky."

"Mo Dao's slander is like a deep wave, and Mo Yan's move is like sand."

"Thousands of scouring is hard work, but blowing all the wild sand will lead to gold."

"A thousand sails pass by the side of the sinking boat, and a thousand trees spring ahead of the sick tree."

of course.

Also, there is their favorite "Humble Room Inscription".

"A deity makes a mountain, not its altitude."

"Water does not have to be deep."

"This is a humble room, but my virtue is sweet."

"Talk and laugh with ru, no contacts STOMATOLOGY."

It can be said.

In this issue of "There Are More than Three Hundred Tang Poems", every capital is a classic, and every sentence is a golden sentence.

Every sentence is no worse than the poems included in "Three Hundred Tang Poems", or even surpassed.

of course.

There are more people who like Liu Yuxi's two peach blossom poems, more people think they are extremely refreshing, and more people think they are very down-to-earth.

The former Liu Lang is here again... It can be said that the voices in the hearts of countless people have been spoken.

but.

When everyone was talking about it, some netizens said: "Hahaha, in fact, Liu Yuxi has more than just these poems."

"Oh, is there any more?"

"Of course there is."

"How do you know there are more?"

"Well... a secret."

"Tch, you're fooling people."

"Hey, I can tell you a little. After the end of "More than Three Hundred Poems of Tang Dynasty", many audiences gathered around Mr. Chen Fan. Mr. Chen Fan had no choice but took out three more poems by Liu Yuxi."

"I'm stupid, Teacher Chen Fan still has a hand."

"That's not."

"What about the three poems?"

"Hey, please..."

"What the heck."

Everyone vomited blood.

How did this personality get passed down to Mr. Chen Fan?

However, this is really attractive, after a while, everyone said: "Brother, please, show us a few moments."

After flipping through and making a few gestures, the vanity of those fans who asked Chen Fan how many poems he wanted was satisfied.Feeling happy, he took out another poem by Liu Yuxi: "Weeds and flowers by the Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is slanting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. In the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people."

This poem is exactly one of Liu Yuxi's masterpieces, "The Alley of Bird Clothes".

At that time, Liu Yuxi went to Jinling, and the bird clothes alley at that time was once the most prosperous place here.

Moreover, there are also famous families surnamed Wang and Xie living here.

But this time when Liu Yuxi went there, he found that it was dilapidated and desolate.

So here comes the last sentence, in the old days, the swallows before Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people.

The former Haorang family is no longer there, and the swallows of the past have already flown to the homes of ordinary people.

"I'm sorry, Nima, this poem is so classic, Teacher Chen Fan didn't talk about it during the show."

"Hold his lungs, and save a hand. I'm going to strangle him to death."

"Also, what else?"

Everyone asked impatiently.

"Don't worry."

Those fans who already got three verses feel good.

Seeing the excitement of many people, their hearts are also extremely refreshing.

They suddenly had a feeling that Chen Fan's teacher, Mo Ming, was happy.

Correct.

It's just that... extraordinary feeling.

They smiled slightly, and posted a poem by Liu Yuxi again: "Yangliuqing and Qingjiang River are level, and I hear singing on Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine in the road, but there is sunshine."

This poem is called "Bamboo Branch Ci".

Zhuzhi Ci is a folk song that was circulated there when Liu Yuxi was demoted to Kuizhou.

Liu Yuxi liked this folk song very much, and then wrote a poem of the same name with the title of this folk song.

"The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine in the road, but there is sunshine... This poem seems to be very philosophical."

"It's not just philosophical, why do I feel like this poem has another meaning?"

"What's the meaning?"

"I feel this sunny, is it empathetic?"

"My Nima..."

Not to mention okay.

The words "sunny" and "love" made countless fans erupt again.

Originally, the realm of this poem was very high.

At this time, Qing understood the words of love, and immediately elevated this poem again.

"The sun rises in the east and rains in the west, which means there is no sunshine in the west, and no sunshine is ruthless. But the last sentence, the Tao is ruthless but has feelings. The Tao is ruthless but has feelings... Hahaha, hahaha, interesting, interesting, so interesting .”

This reminded everyone of the wisecracks between men and women.

"And, there's more."

"Yes, yes, isn't it three songs?"

"Is there another one?"

Although we are not watching a show right now, everyone has already been captured by Liu Yuxi.

"There is another poem written by Liu Yuxi in his later years. The name of this poem is "Rewarding Letian and Chanting the Old Advice."

[Whoever cares about old age will feel pity when he grows old.

Frequent loss of weight loss, thinning and self-biased crown.

Abandoned books cause pity for the eyes, and moxibustion is for years. 】

Liu Yuxi was over 60 years old when he wrote this poem.

From this poet, people can see that Liu Yuxi has shown his old appearance.

As written in this poem.

[Who doesn't worry about getting old, but who is pitiful when old?
The body is getting thinner and thinner, and the belt has to be tightened more and more, because if it is not tightened for a while, it may fall off.

When you get old, your hair will become thinner. If you don't pay attention, the hat will fall off when you wear it.

Although I used to have a lot of books, I put them away now.It's not that I don't like reading, but that I want to cherish my eyes.

There is no other way, because of various diseases in my body, I also have to do acupuncture a few times a day...]

just.

Do you think Liu Yuxi sighed because he was getting old?
Hahaha.

Maybe Liu Zongyuan will, Bai Juyi will, and Han Yu will too.

However, Liu Yuxi would not kill him.

and so.

Even if it is old, he wrote later.

[Experienced and well-versed in things, reading people is like reading rivers.

Fortunately, after careful consideration, the next thing is all right.

Mo Dao Sangyu is late, and the sky is still full of clouds. 】

Actually.

If you think about it, sometimes there is nothing.

Although I am old, I have experienced more things and become more knowledgeable, and I have come into contact with more and more things.

Sometimes you just need to look at it to know it, and you don't need to say anything.

Now that I think about it, there are benefits to being old, right?

If you don't always think about yourself getting old, the mood will become very pleasant.

So you see, isn't that sunset glow beautiful?

Don't say that he is already approaching the evening and will soon be setting.

But even if it is a sunset glow, it can also reflect red in the sky.

What do you mean by not accepting old age?
I am afraid that among all the poets in the Tang Dynasty, there is only Liu Yuxi.

And here, countless spectators went crazy again.

"Happy, I learned three more poems."

"I don't obey anyone in my life, I just obey Mr. Liu Yuxi."

"Yeah, when I was young, I hated the sky and hated the air, but when I am old, so what, I still refuse to accept the old."

"Hahaha, this is Liu Yuxi from [the former Liu Lang is here again...]."

Everyone's eyes shone brightly.

Although they know that Liu Yuxi is old.

However, he was like a young man, full of pride, laughing up to the sky... reflected in the hearts of everyone.

And in the countless times in the future.

When these people are confused, it is better to be in good times, or they are lamenting that they are old... time.

They will all think of Liu Yuxi, a generation of poets who will never give up and never admit defeat.

……

"Brother Fan, Brother Fan, come out, come out."

"Brother Fan, you are not authentic, you still have a hand."

"Brother Fan... come out for me."

After the first issue of "Three Hundred Tang Poems" ended, Chen Fan had a few days to rest.

After all, how can a live broadcast like this be serialized every day like this.

Every live broadcast, from rehearsal to final presentation, takes at least a week.

It's just that Chen Fan planned to take a day off, but he didn't want to, but was quarreled by a group of fans in the Kuaishu group.

"What's the situation?"

No way, Chen Fan went online.

It's just that as soon as Chen Fan went online, someone in the group said, "Brother Fan, don't you love us anymore?"

"puff……"

Chen Fan burst into tears.

These guys are getting more and more good at acting like a baby, this is not okay.

However, whoever called Chen Fan is also a teaser, he replied: "What are you talking about, I love you the most."

"is it?"

"Isn't it?"

"is it?"

"Isn't it?"

"Then why did you leave three poems for others after the live broadcast yesterday? We didn't know it. It hurts us so much. You don't know. When it comes to three poems, it makes us jealous to death."

"This one……"

Chen Fan had a headache: "Isn't there no way to do it? At that time, if I didn't think of a way, they wouldn't let us go."

"Then what should we do, we have to make up for it anyway."

"Uh……"

Chen Fan vomited blood: "What compensation do you want?"

"Tell us about a poet alone, even unpopular poets."

"This won't work. If I tell you, what will I tell you later on CCTV?"

"Didn't you say that you have a lot of unpopular poets in your mind?"

"This one……"

These guys, they even remember when it happened.

But after all, it is what I said before, and I can't go back on it, and said: "Okay, I will tell you one."

"Brother Fan, I knew you loved us the most."

"I'm getting goosebumps, if I say something like this again, I'm going to be banned."

"Okay, okay, Brother Fan, you just need to tell us, and you won't say anything."

Everyone is looking forward to it.

Chen Fan thought about it, and after a while, he said, "Today I will tell you about a poet who is lonely."

"Are you lonely?"

"Ah."

"Who is this person?"

"It's Liu Yuxi's friend, Liu Zongyuan."

(End of this chapter)