Live black all over the Internet: After death, you make me a legend

Chapter 180

This can be said to be the best pen, ink, paper and inkstone that Liu Nan has ever used. This one can be said to be one of Liu Nan's peak moments.

When he picked up the white jade pen, Liu Nan felt as if he was being helped by a god.

At this moment, he slightly closed his eyes.At this moment, He Hongzhang was nervously standing beside Liu Nan.

At this moment, Lin Hai adjusted the camera, intending to completely blow up the next scene.

This generation, with over [-] million viewers in the live broadcast room, is looking forward to it.

At this moment, it seems that the focus of the whole world is on Liu Nan.

Whether it was his friend, his enemy, or a stranger, they were all watching him at this moment.

And Liu Nan, who was already drunk, didn't know all this, and couldn't see all this. At this moment, he seemed to become ethereal in the camera.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and everyone understood a word at this moment, which is called naked eyes.

The eyes at this moment seem to make people see a grand dynasty, a world of peak poetry.

At this moment, Liu Nan seemed to be a poet in the world.

He held the pen in his right hand, and then he swept the paperweight, and then lines of flamboyant cursive script appeared.

As for He Hongzhang, his whole body was trembling with excitement at this moment.He once saw Liu Nan writing a poem, it was in the Plum Blossom Pavilion, and it was the moment when he wrote about the difficult journey.

From that day on, he was completely convinced by Liu Nan.So today, he wants to continue to appreciate it.

"The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the grass looks far away but there is nothing near it."

One sentence, just one sentence, can make people enter the world of poetry, this is Liu Nan's strength.

With just such a sentence, everyone seemed to enter such a world in a trance, a world in a poem created by Liu Nan.

There is a lot of rain in the sky above the street, the rain is as fine and moist as milk, the grass is drilled out of the ground, the color of the grass is faintly connected from a distance, but it is sparse and sporadic when viewed up close.

This sentence is written perfectly.In just a dozen words, the time, place, and situation are clearly written.

Moreover, the grassy color of this sentence is far away but not close, which is even more amazing.

"Awesome, just a dozen or so words are so amazing, it really deserves to be Mr. Liu Nan."

After He Hongzhang read it out, he also thought about it, it really makes people have to admire it!And soon, the next sentence came.

"The most important thing is the spring of the year. It is absolutely better than the imperial capital full of smoke and willows."

He Hongzhang's recitation is all skill without emotion.

But even so, the audience nine years later had to applaud.

Even, some people stood up excitedly and said that they are amazing my boss.

This poem is mainly about the spring scene, whether it is the light rain on the street, or looking at the grass in the distance, or the smoke willow, it is all about the spring scene.

This poem writes spring to its peak.So at this moment, they are all excited and excited.

"Good poem. When I broadcast this poem tonight, I must focus on explaining it. I will study this poem carefully later."

Ye Weidao said so at this moment, there is another person who is doing similar things, and that is the scorching sun.

At this moment, watching the birth of this poem, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"Poetry is poetry, I really don't want to talk.

I just don’t know, is there any Shixian left tonight? "

any left?

Of course, since so much has been laid, Liu Nan will naturally release a shocking bomb tonight.

Therefore, under the surprised eyes of countless people, Liu Nan pulled out the poem he just wrote, and then threw it aside.

The audience who saw this scene felt trembling all over.

"My God, you're going to die, my Poetry Fairy. Such a good poem, how do you treat it?"

"Don't give it to me, Mr. Liu Nan, why did you throw it away?"

"My heart hurts so much. Such an amazing poem can be called the first poem in spring, but it ends up being discarded like a worn-out shoe?"

"Damn it, I'm going to travel through the past and grab it."

Not to mention the audience in the live broadcast room, He Hongzhang nine years ago and our mother Hai are both distressed at the moment.

"Anan, what are you doing, such a good poem, why do you treat it like this?
I dare to say that this poem is also the first-rate poem throughout the ages. "

He Hongzhang hurriedly picked up the poem, and held it carefully.That's right, it was held by his mother.

In his view, the poem must be treated as such.However, Liu Nan didn't care about these.

"Brother Hai, bring me some wine!"

Liu Nan shouted suddenly, and Lin Hai hurriedly brought over the sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

After Liu Nan took the wine, he took a sip without saying a word, and then he laughed.

"Have fun, really have fun."

After finishing speaking, Liu Nan dropped the wine glass, and once started to write at his desk.

This scene made everyone stunned. Tonight didn't seem easy, did it?

At this moment, the audience watching the live broadcast did not realize the seriousness of the matter.

At this moment, He Hongzhang and He Linhai nine years ago did not realize the seriousness of the matter.

At this moment, when He Hongzhang saw this scene, he could only hold the poem that Liu Nan had just thrown away, and came to Liu Nan's side again, looking at his new work.

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiang Jun has gray hair all night.

When drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy. "

As soon as this poem came out, it immediately made people get hooked again.

When drunk, I don’t know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing the galaxy, what a damn poem I wrote!
There is no need to care about other things in this poem, you just need to know the following sentence.

After being drunk, I don't know that the sky is on the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy.

This sentence can be said to be majestic, or it can be said to be like a dream.

All of a sudden, everyone followed Liu Nan to the sky.

Riding on a flat boat, wandering in the sky full of stars, like a dream, unaware of reality and illusion.

This poem is also the pinnacle of the wild imagination.

At this moment, He Hongzhang couldn't help but want to applaud, but he was holding a poem.

At this moment, Gu Qing, who was watching the live broadcast, suddenly stood up and applauded.

He likes this poem, he likes it very much, at this moment he suddenly wants to paint, and he will stop painting beauties in the future, he wants to paint Galaxy.

"What a Liu Nan, this poem is amazing! I like this line, when you are drunk, you don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams and crushes the galaxy."

"I like it too. As expected of a poet, this sentence makes people want to sing loudly."

"Hahaha, this is my signature when I'm drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams.

This poem seems to be really enjoyable! "

"Mr. tonight seems to be extraordinarily excited."

"That's right, I think so too."

"By the way, do you think there is still tonight?"

Du Yuanming took a sip of his wine and couldn't help thinking about the poem just now.

Then, he looked up inadvertently, and saw a scene that surprised him.

"Damn, what's the situation? Do you want to write more?"

Everyone was amazed by what Liu Nan did, and saw him grab the piece of paper and throw it out again.

It seems that what I wrote is not some amazing poetry at all, but a pile of drafts, and I never paid any attention to it.

Good guy, this piece of paper was finally picked up by Lin Hai at this moment.

He looked at He Hongzhang who was about to say something, and grabbed him directly.

"Shh, don't bother him."

He Hongzhang was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized it. Immediately afterwards, these two people came to Liu Nan's side again.

"liquor!"

Another drink, another drink!

Hearing this, Lin Hai hurriedly handed over the poem in his hand to He Hongzhang. He picked up the jug, came to Liu Nan, and handed the whole jug to him.

After Liu Nan took it, he raised his head and took a sip, a little bit of wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Liu Nan seemed to be insane, his whole person seemed to have changed at this moment.

After drinking, Liu Nan held the jug in one hand and the writing brush in the other, and wanted to compose poetry again.

"Damn, you're crazy, what's wrong with Mr. today?"

"Is there any more? No way, it's so powerful?"

"I rely on..."

"It's coming, it's coming again, it's very promising."

"My God, what's going on with us today?"

"Leader, don't stop, I'm going to watch.

"

……

He Hongzhang couldn't help but sneered as he looked at the screaming audience in the live broadcast room.

"I hope that later, you can still have the energy to speak here, and you won't be scared stupid.

Next, Anan's poem is one of my favorites! "

……

Nine years ago, He Hongzhang carefully put down the two poems in his hands at this moment. At this moment, he came to Liu Nan's side again like a pilgrimage.

At this time, Liu Nan started to write again.

He was holding a pot in his left hand and a pen in his right hand. He had a drunken face, and at the moment everything was wanton and insolent.

Then, the wild grass that was like a gust of wind appeared.

And this time's wild grass, it is doomed that this poem will be different.

As expected, when the first sentence appeared, the entire live broadcast room became completely silent.

"Whoever abandons me shall not retain the day of yesterday.

Those who mess with my mind will be more troubled today. "

The live broadcast room became quiet, completely quiet, no one spoke, and there was no barrage in the live broadcast room.

At this moment, everyone was stunned by the opening of this poem.

What a free and unrestrained state of mind, but also such a happy and hearty two sentences.

Those who abandon me will not stay in the day of yesterday.The one who gave up on me and left yesterday cannot be nostalgic, nor can it be retained.

And those who mess with my mind will be more troubled today.

The heat that disturbs my mood makes me quite irritable today.

These two sentences have already explained the greatness of this poem.

These two sentences can explain that this poem will be once again the pinnacle of Liu Nan's poems.

Du Yuanming was pouring wine for himself, but at this moment he didn't feel that his wine was full.

He just stared blankly at the live broadcast and listened blankly to He Hongzhang's recitation.

At this moment, his mind is full of the two poems just now.

Du Yuanming didn't react until the wine was full and flowed from the table to the ground, wet his feet.

Then, he hastily put down the flagon in his hand.

As for tidying up?

I'll clean up your mother, clean it up?

Now, God is coming, don't bother me to witness the birth of this poem with my own eyes.

It didn't take long for people to wait. At this moment, Liu Nan seemed to have entered such a state of forgetting things and me.

His whole body was completely immersed in the ocean of poetry, he completely forgot the time, and nothing in this world would let him take a second look.

Maybe the nuclear bomb is coming, and they won't hide.

"The wind blows thousands of miles to send autumn geese, and you can enjoy the tall buildings.

The Penglai article is built with bones, and Xiao Xie Qingfa in the middle. "

These two sentences once again made people dumbfounded. At this moment, the whole big man seemed to have quieted down.

No one is cheering, and no one is shouting awesome
.Just now, He Hongzhang's words came true, and he was dumbfounded at this moment, who the hell cares about the broken barrage?
Now, everyone is staring at Liu Nan's work.

At this moment, Cui Ying became nervous. She really loves Liu Nan to death.

At this moment, he looked at Liu Nan who was in such a state, so wanton and arrogant, and for some reason, his whole face flushed.

……

Ye Weidao stood up at this moment, and he was also staring at Liu Nan, listening to this poem. Although this poem is only four lines, it is destined to be the peak.

This poem suddenly sounds like a farewell poem.

However, combined with the past and life of the poet Liu Nan, you can completely understand from it that this is not a farewell poem, but a poem expressing emotion.

This is a poet talking about his own life.

At this time, there is no need to explain too much, let's continue to return to poetry.

"Ji Huai Yi is vigorous and thinks of flying, and wants to go to the blue sky to see the bright moon.

The water will flow even more when the knife is cut off, and the sorrow will be relieved by a toast.

Life is unsatisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spread out boats. "

We are all full of pride and joy, and our leaping spirits seem to soar up to the high blue sky to catch the bright moon.

It's like pulling out a treasured knife to chop the flowing water, instead of being cut off, the water flows more swiftly.I raised my wine glass and drank heavily. I wanted to drink away my worries, but in the end, my worries added to my worries.

Life is so unsatisfactory in this world, it is better to loosen your hair tomorrow and drift freely on the rivers and lakes in a small boat.

"With a knife cut off the water, the water will flow more, raise a glass to relieve the sorrow, the sorrow will be even more sorrowful!!

The water will flow even more when the knife is cut off, and the sorrow will be relieved by a toast.

Hehehe, he's absolutely amazing, he's so frightening, he's Liu Nan, he's a genius, he's so fucking amazing.

Liu Nan, you are amazing, you can write such a poem.

Liu Nan, you are my god, I will be your lackey from now on. "

A member of the Ancient Poetry Association, after watching the live broadcast, has gone crazy at this moment.

At this moment, he was laughing, crying bitterly, and talking.

This poem really made him wish to kneel down to Liu Nan and kowtow three times.

Finally, sir, you are my god.

This poem dispelled the arrogance in his heart, and this poem made him understand what the hell is called a poet.

Poetry, that's what it looks like. Poetry is someone who can write this poem.

This, his mother is called Shixian.At this moment, not only him, but also many, many people.

A small official in a certain place laughed out loud after seeing this poem, and then wept bitterly.

Because he feels that this poem is basically writing about himself.

"Raise a glass to relieve sorrow and worry more, draw a knife to cut off the water and make the water flow more, hahaha, I still like life to be unsatisfactory, and the Ming Dynasty distributes boats."

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