Literary life with cute baby

Chapter 344 Don't Love That Much

Xiang Yun asked to fight with Tang Shuang, Ding Ji gloated in his misfortune. This is a scholar who met a soldier, and he was particularly annoyed by Xiang Yun.

Tang Shuang didn't want to get into the muddy water, so she waved her hand and said, "I practice Baji mainly to exercise my body, and I haven't fought with anyone before."

Xiang Yun: "Looking at your skill, you shouldn't be bad at it. Let's try."

Tang Shuang refused, but Xiang Yun was determined to meet him. He saw the intimate scene with Lu Yingying just now, and he deliberately stepped on it.

Lu Yingying suppressed the smile on her face and said angrily, "Alright, Xiang Yun, let's discuss literature today and not fight."

Xiang Yun was dissatisfied and wanted to argue, but Lu Yingying stared at her, and immediately shut up, picking up the red wine in hand resentfully.

Tang Shuang was taken aback by Lu Yingying's eyes. He thought these winking eyes were full of water, but they also had evil spirits. Xiang Yun, who was so generous, didn't dare to make a sound after being stared at by her.

After Xiang Yun left, Lu Yingying took the November issue of "Huaxia Literature" from the bookshelf, opened a page and said to Tang Shuang, "Here is a good poem by sister Yu Lei, Tang Shuang, would you like to read it?" ?"

Tang Shuang: "Think."

Lu Yingying's big eyes sparkled with water again, especially after the word "think".

emmmmmmm~ Tang Shuang thinks that this girl must have done it on purpose, thinking that there are many meanings.

Tang Shuang took the magazine in Lu Yingying's hand angrily, and saw that there was a modern poem by Yu Lei called "The First Time I Came to the World".

Flowers scent me, the sun shines on me

darkness covers me

water flows in the distance
The road let me walk it, the book let me read it
house let me build it
word let me write it

not enough

Tears make me cry it laughs it makes me laugh

memories let me recall it

not enough

love make me love it

love it with loneliness

Yu Lei smiled and asked, "Did Tang Shuang write poetry?"

Tang Shuang shook her head, and Lu Yingying said, "You must write poems. People with literary talents write poems."

Tang Shuang: "Writing poetry requires a heart, but I don't have it."

Lu Yingying seemed to believe that Tang Shuang could write poems, and said, "You have."

Tang Shuang said amusedly, "Stop talking to children."

Lu Yingying stared at him pretending to be angry. Seeing this, Tang Shuang wanted to say, "Look at me again, don't you think I don't know that your eyes are full of little stars?"

But hold back, he doesn't dare to tease this one.

Yu Lei said with a smile: "Actually, there are not so many profound things in writing poems. It's just that you have a sense of life and are lazy, so you just write these long and short sentences."

Tang Shuang said: "Although I don't know how to write poems, I have read some poems similar to yours."

Yu Lei asked with interest: "Oh? What is it? Do you remember?"

Tang Shuang recalled and said: "The crab is peeling my shell, the notebook is writing about me, I am falling on the maple leaves and snowflakes all over the sky, and you are thinking of me."

Everyone savored it carefully, and Li Yang said: "Actually, strictly speaking, it is not very similar. This song uses an upside-down technique, but Yu Lei's song does not. It simply expresses what he did when he came to the world for the first time. and feelings."

Tang Shuang nodded and said, "Ms. Yu's song is full of love, and only a mother can write it."

Yu Lei: "This was written on my daughter's 6th birthday."

Lu Yingying said: "Everything between the lines is full of mother's best wishes."

Tang Shuang said that he also has a younger sister who will be 6 soon.

Yu Lei chatted with him about children with interest. Both of them were very interested in this topic, and they exchanged experiences on raising babies.

Lu Yingying couldn't get in the conversation, so Ding Ji seized the opportunity to get close. After chatting for a while, he walked to the grand piano in the center of the living room and played a tune.

Tang Shuang looked sideways, and then at Lu Yingying. Miss Lu seemed to be very sensitive, and immediately met his gaze, but she didn't understand the meaning.

The reason why Tang Shuang looked at her was because the piece Ding Ji played was called "Love at First Sight". Any fool could tell that he played it for Lu Yingying. Even if he couldn't tell, Ding Ji looked at Lu Yingying frequently while playing. , you can see it by looking at it.

Lu Yingying seemed to enjoy the atmosphere, smiling and applauding with everyone.

Tang Shuang smiled secretly, and continued to talk about children with Yu Lei.

Yu Lei laughed softly: "Everyone likes cute children, and everyone likes pretty girls even more."

Tang Shuang was taken aback for a moment, realizing that she had something else to say.

After Ding Ji finished playing, everyone invited Lu Yingying to play a song for everyone.

Lu Yingying gracefully walked to the piano and sat down. She looked like a goddess. She played "kiss goodbye".

When Ding Ji played, everyone chatted and listened. When Lu Yingying played, they all stopped and watched her play the piano wholeheartedly.

That's right, just watch.

Not only is the music nice, but the scenery is even more beautiful.

From Tang Shuang's point of view, Lu Yingying's profile was exquisitely curvy, and her plump buttocks made her mouth dry.

It can be seen that Lu Yingying plays the piano very well, and she should have practiced it since she was a child.

After the song was over, Lu Yingying smiled and invited Tang Shuang to come too.

Tang Shuang was not afraid, passing by Lu Yingying, she only heard the girl whisper that she wanted to listen to "Water Waves".

Wave a wool!
When the music started, Lu Yingying heard that "Water Ripples" was not what she wanted, but it wasn't any song she had heard before. When she asked Li Rang beside her, Li Rang said that he hadn't heard it either, and Yu Lei said she hadn't listened to it either. However, Ding Ji said quite sourly that Tang Shuang met a lot.

After Tang Shuang finished playing, under the questioning of everyone, she said: "This is a piece written by my sister, called "My Friend of a Taoist Aunt". It's normal that everyone has never heard of it."

Lu Yingying asked in detail with interest, including the words Tang Shuang composed later.

"Tang Shuang, you can clearly write poetry, isn't this poetry!"

Tang Shuang: "This is the lyrics. It is not as neat as a poem, and it is not so particular."

Lu Yingying didn't care about these things, she liked it very much, and said, "Is this a story? It's such a sad story."

Yu Lei: "A love story with a very ancient charm."

Xiang Yun: "It's just that the ending was not good. I met a thin lover and became a Taoist nun."

Hey, hey, talk well, don't look at me and say "meet a thin lover".

Lu Yingying: "Those who can write such poems have love in their hearts."

After finishing speaking, I thought of a good idea and said happily: "Shall we write poems around this lyrics by Tang Shuang?"

Xiang Yun took the lead in expressing his dissatisfaction, so what should people who can't write poetry do?

Lu Yingying said that if she doesn't know how to write poetry, she can just write nonsense, it's fun anyway.

Tang Shuang glanced at Xiang Yun. This buddy seemed to have a flaw in his emotional intelligence.

Other than him, everyone else started to ponder. Some shook their red wine and pondered, some stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the vast sea for inspiration, and some discussed softly in pairs to inspire their ideas...

As a lyricist, Tang Shuang was called the first to speak by Lu Yingying. She had a headache and stared straight at Lu Yingying. Miss Lu was not at all afraid and also looked at him. The two seemed to be competing to wink first.

"You talk first."

"let me think again."

Ding Ji couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "I'll come first. With thoughts of emptiness in my heart, I'm sneaking in the world of mortals. It's good to have a stable life, don't be presumptuous."

It is an ancient poem.

Although Ding Ji's novels are not in Lu Mingyi's eyes, it is undeniable that he is very talented.

When Xiang Yun saw it, he couldn't lose the battle. He racked his brains to think, but writing poetry is really not his forte, and his head was a mess.

Although Li Rang is writing a horror novel, he is more reluctant than Ding Ji, and said: "The paper is full of wind, flowers and snow, and the moon is always said to be empty. Listen to yourself alone, and the tiger roars in your heart."

Lu Yingying clapped her hands and praised the excellent writing.

These people are actually here, and they are really good at writing, which makes Tang Shuang, who wants to get away with it, have to think carefully, and it is too unreasonable not to come up with anything.

Seeing Yu Lei coming back from the window, Lu Yingying knew that she already had it, so she asked hopefully, "Sister Yu, come, the one who looks forward to you the most, and the one who looks forward to Tang Shuang second."

Tang Shuang: Can you not mention me, I want to hide now.

Seeing everyone watching, Yu Lei smiled and said: "I just want to say one sentence, I really can't think of a second one, so let's leave it at that. You didn't intend to be a draftsman, but you were lonely and arrogant."

After hearing the words, everyone savored them carefully, and made judgments with Ding Ji and Li Rang, which was several grades higher. They deserved to be professional poets.

It's just that there is only half a sentence, and the second half.

Yu Lei spread her hands and said that she couldn't think of it either, it seemed that the second half of the sentence should not be there naturally, and how to write it would be like a dog's tail.

Lu Yingying thought for a while and said, "You should be a dream, but I'm a wind. I just said it casually."

Another woman said: "I am the ferryman with a drooping eyebrow, but I only love Nong."

Someone said: "I used to retire as a monk sweeping the ground, but I lamented that the red leaves provoke the autumn wind."

Hey~ what's all this, it's either an old man or a monk, why is it so messy?

Everyone pondered for a while, but couldn't figure it out, so they continued to come one by one. Soon it was Tang Shuang's turn, and Lu Yingying looked at him with a smile: "Tang Shuang, it's your turn."

Tang Shuang had been thinking about it just now, and thought of a song whose lyrics could be used to make up for it. Under Lu Yingying's beautiful eyes, she said:

"Don't love so much,

Just love a little bit.

The love of others is like the depths of the sea,

My love is shallow.

don't love that much,
Just love a little bit.

The love of others is as long as the sky,

My love is short.

don't love that much,
Just love a little bit.

Others flirt and frown,
I just peek at you. "

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