My villa is open to all worlds

Chapter 364 Say my name and scare you

"Shui Tiao Ge Tou? What a strange title."

"What's the meaning of this?"

Many people were taken aback when they heard this sentence, and came to pay attention curiously.

When Jiang Wan saw that Brother Kebi had just proposed the topic of writing lyrics, the young man began to write lyrics, and also put down his pen to look curiously.

Can you write words as soon as you know the title?

Could it be a word fairy?
Many people were discussing what the meaning of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" was, and Li Chengyuan began to write on the white paper, and there were people with good deeds at the side who followed and recited the poem.

"In the third month of Zhangwu, the Lantern Festival gathers together, Daxing, writing this article, and cherishing friends."

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it?"

Someone on the side whispered this sentence, which caused everyone's eyes to light up, and they nodded in approval and appreciation.

The artistic conception of this sentence is indeed beautiful, and it sounds very emotional, as if seeing a bold and unruly poet holding up the sake in his hand to invite the moon in the sky, asking the blue sky, and asking the fairy who lives in the palace in the sky what is it like tonight? Which year and which month?
Quite artistic conception, wonderful.

Everyone nodded in approval, but when they heard the following verses, their faces were shocked and shocked.

"I want to take the wind to go back, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold on the heights. Dance to find out the shadows, why is it like being in the world?"

boom!
Hearing this sentence, everyone's heads were rumbling, and their hearts were stunned by the great shock.

I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold in the heights? !

There are so ethereal words, it seems like an immortal ascended to the heavenly palace, but fears the cold, dances to the moon, and the clear shadow follows the people, as if riding the clouds and riding the wind, in the sky...

This is simply a fairy poem that can only be found in heaven!

This is a quatrain!

The onlookers were stunned, their eyes filled with shock.

Most of the people who can come to the lantern show to hang out are people from aristocratic families. They have read poems and books with extraordinary knowledge, and can read poems and lines. How can they not see the charm of this poem?

This first half is simply exquisite to the extreme, it can be said that no one in the past can write this word!
The artistic conception is so high that it is as mighty as a fairy in the sky.

In the crowd, Cao Cao and the others were full of praise, but they acted as if it should be taken for granted.

The Immortal Elder is originally a god and man in the sky, a rare immortal in the world, so why is it so strange that he can write such fairy-like poems?
Normal to the extreme, okay?
Beside the desk, the beautiful eyes of Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao were shining brightly, their hearts were full of joy and admiration, and they admired the talent of the man beside them to the extreme.

"It's too cold at a high place? What a sentence, it's too cold to be at a high place!"

Jiang Wan, who had given up writing lyrics, stood by and watched. He silently recited this line of poetry with a shocked face, a look of admiration, and at the same time, he was guessing the origin of this person in his heart.

From the previous "White Plum", which is a noble character and satirizes carnivores, to the poetic mood revealed in this song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou·When Will the Bright Moon Come?" Rare, this insight and courage cannot be ordinary people.

Just like ordinary people will call it like a big cake when they see the moon, but the rich and powerful will call it a white jade plate.

Different levels have different perspectives on things.

This person can write poems with such a boldness, he must not be a mortal!
Moreover, he always felt that he had seen this person somewhere.

While Jiang Wan was meditating, Li Chengyuan continued to write the second half of the poem, causing everyone to stand on tiptoe to look at it, while holding their breath and concentrating, for fear of disturbing this person's writing.

"Turn to Zhuge, low Qihu, Zhao Wusian. There should be no hatred, what is the long way to go?"

Someone next to him whispered cautiously, for fear of disturbing his writing.

Hearing this sentence, the onlookers shook their heads to appreciate the artistic conception.

The moon turns around the vermilion attic and hangs low on the carved windows, shining on people who are not sleepy. The bright moon shouldn't have any resentment towards people, why does it have to be round and bright when the loved ones are parting?
Quatrains, what a question!
If it wasn't for March tonight, instead of the moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival, countless people would raise their glasses to question the bright moon sadly.

What a good word, what a good sentence "what is the long way to go"!
Seeing Li Chengyuan smiling and continuing to write, the people who were close to him looked away, their breaths suddenly stopped, their faces flushed with excitement, and their breathing was even a little short, which made the people around them feel baffled.

The few people calmed down their emotions, and then they recited excitedly: "People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has cloudy and sunny cycles!"

"This matter is ancient and difficult!"

boom!
Boom!

Hearing this, countless people's heads were rumbling, and they were shocked and touched by this poem.

Since ancient times, there are only one person in the long-distance car. Once you move, get demoted, dispatched, etc., you have to leave your homeland and go to a distant place.

Isn't the life tragedy of joys and sorrows experienced during this period just like the waxing and waning of the moon?

This kind of thing has been happening since ancient times!

Tears welled up in everyone's eyes, and the emotions that were originally joyful because of the bustling night market were a little bit lost, and finally turned into long sighs.

Cao Cao and the others sighed even more, they took out Huazi and smoked it among the crowd.

Although today is a prosperous and prosperous age, there is no such thing as joys and sorrows in the world for the power of their family. As long as they are not stupid enough to rebel and rebel, there will be no problem in inheriting this foundation for a hundred years.

But in the near future, they are about to go to a strange world to fight with the immortal, and they may find it difficult to return to their hometown to visit their relatives and friends for the rest of their lives.

But it is true. Where in the world is there a law of both ends?
Either don't stay in the big man, or go to another world to fight for the chance of the Immortal Emperor.

Cao Mengde and others, who originally hid their longing and sadness, became sad again after hearing this poem.

"Nung, moon and new moon."

The person who was near finished reading the last sentence in a rhythmic tone, and everyone's emotions also rose, and they were also silent.

Yes, joys and sorrows are like the waxing and waning of cloudy and sunny days. This kind of thing has existed since ancient times.

I can only say that I hope that the person I miss will live a long and healthy life, and that even though they are thousands of miles apart, they can still share this beautiful moon...

silent.

silence……

There was a long silence, and then someone let out a long and sad sigh after another. Those who were full of emotions had already had red eyes and lost their emotions, thinking of their family members far away.

Cao Cao and the others let out a long sigh. They wanted to go home and have a look at this time, and then left after everything was settled.

Looking at the expressions of the crowd, the strong man was stunned.

Although he thought the word rhymed and sounded good, it didn't make much sense to him, a rough guy with a big brain.

But he also knew that he lost again in this competition, completely.

With a cold snort, he threw the money bag from him, and wrote the IOU on the table again: "This time I admit defeat, your talent is very high, as high as several floors, I didn't bring enough money, you take this The IOU came to Lingling to find me."

"IOU? Who knows if you will cheat! What's your name?" Xiao Qiao wiped away her tears and hummed softly.

"Hmph, tell me my name to scare you."

The strong man put the brush on the table, stopped his chest and said majesticly: "I am General Xing Daorong of Lingling!"

(End of this chapter)