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

Chapter 267 The World Is Out of My Generation
"Anan is drunk, hahaha, isn't this the opportunity?"

Looking at the drunken Liu Nan, He Hongzhang shouted happily.

He said earlier today that if you don’t cheat some of Anan’s works, you will be sorry for the 30 years of apricot blossom wine and the table full of good wine and food, right?
So, He Hongzhang couldn't be happier at this moment.

Don't talk about him, everyone else is happy.Tonight, we must produce more works.

Not to mention them, the audience in the live broadcast room is also very excited at this moment.

"Mr. He did a great job, hahaha let us get excited tonight."

……

He Hongzhang will not be polite, at this moment they have reached a tacit understanding.

Anan's talent, if you don't search for more, it will be wasted, isn't it?So, at this moment, several people started.

"A'nan, I just came back, I've been drinking so much today, why don't you write another song?"

"Yes, Anan, you have to write something. Look, the brothers are waiting for you."

Liu Nan chuckled, after drinking, how could he see that he was tricked by this group of people?
Now, that's what other people say.Don't talk about writing poems, you can even dance, after all, didn't you dance with Nuo Keduo?
So, at this moment Liu Nan started directly.

"Okay, no problem, isn't it just to write something, what's the big deal?

I, Liu, can do anything in this life, but I can't do it in this aspect.

Come, come, what do you want, say it, and I will write it to you.Today, I, Liu Nan, will write three hundred poems. "

This kid, it seems that he is really drunk?
All right, but since you've said that, then we're also welcome, aren't we?Hahaha……

"Don't, don't, don't grab me first, after all, this is my site."

He Hongzhang instantly killed everyone, and then started directly.

"Anan, how about a sad poem?
I was reading a book recently and found a particularly interesting story.

In ancient times, a talented woman met a talented man, and both of them felt that they were together in the end.

It's a pity that he was in a particularly turbulent era, which was the most special era for my big man

.In the end, the talented woman's husband died, and she watched the foreign invasion, and finally hit her head on a stone by the river to death.

I have a lot of admiration for this woman.

Why, Anan, write a poem about her life? "

Liu Nan was dizzy when he heard it, but he didn't understand the story He Hongzhang told at all.

"What? Write poems about sorrow? Like this, let me think about it. Pour me the wine. How can I write without wine?"

Good guy, you're still in command, right?
But He Hongzhang didn't care, he immediately poured Liu Nan a glass of wine.

After Liu Nan finished drinking, he picked up the brush and started.

At this time, a group of people had already surrounded Liu Nan.

There is no way for the camera to capture Liu Nan's writing, and we can only understand the poem through the chanting of the people who watched it at that time.And without a doubt, Xue Jianjia immediately began to chant.

"Looking and looking, it's deserted and desolate, miserable and miserable.

When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest thing to do.

Three glasses and two light wines.
The wild goose has passed, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance. "

"Sure enough, it has to be Liu Nan, it has to be him, as soon as this poem came out, an unspeakable melancholy appeared all of a sudden.

You can't help but follow the poet's mood.

This kind of sadness, this kind of sadness of parting, this kind of mood, only Mr. Liu Nan can write it out. "

"Good guy, I'll be direct, good guy, the search at the beginning of the chapter is deserted and desolate.

When the cold is still warm, it is most difficult to breathe.

This sentence shocked my whole body, and this sentence told me what parting sorrow is.

At the beginning, sir, he wrote the best poem of this kind, Yu Linling recalling Master Qin

.I originally thought that there is no other word that can compare with it.Unexpectedly, now there is another one with the same prime.

There is a saying in our Dahan poetry circle that is very correct, that is, the works of Mr. Liu Nan, and only he can surpass them.

There is no doubt that this sentence is true, and it can only be surpassed by himself.

For others, they can't even touch the edges.It is said that the Western side is also broadcasting live tonight. I don’t know if they can understand such beautiful sentences. "

"My favorite is three glasses of light wine and two cups of light wine, how can I beat him saying that he is late and anxious.

Really, this sentence directly brings this kind of longing, sadness and melancholy to life.

A few days ago, many of our granny masters and anchors had nothing to do. The husband stopped writing poems, and they couldn't find a way to attract traffic.And tomorrow, everyone, your chance has come.

Sir, I just want to say that you have some interpretations of this poem. "

And obviously, this is the upper tie, and the lower tie is coming soon.

And this Xiaque was recited by Meng Lingchuan.

"Yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground. Withered and worn out, who can pick them now?
Guarding the window, how can you grow black alone?

The phoenix trees are even more drizzle, until dusk, bit by bit.

This time, how can I be so worried!
Hiss...the phoenix tree is even more drizzled, bit by bit at dusk.

My mother, how can it be so graphic?
Anan, as expected of you, I am convinced now. "

At this moment, Meng Lingchuan stared at Liu Nan's work in awe.

Sorrow, longing, disappointment to the world, and helplessness to life.

At this moment, Liu Nan brought this woman's life to life.

At this moment, this poem made countless daughters feel sad.

At this moment, Huo Xiangjun, one of the four talented women in the imperial capital, couldn't help crying.

"It's really the enemy of my daughter's family, how can it make people feel so painful?
At this moment, I couldn't help but think of Mr. Yulin Lingyi Qin once again.

Amorous feelings have hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more desolate for Qingqiu Festival.Where are you sober tonight?Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon.

After many years, it should be a good time for a good time.Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them!

These two poems, combined together, really describe the joys and sorrows of the world. "

As one of the four talented women in the imperial capital, Huo Xiangjun can naturally appreciate the beauty of poetry.Now, she's really into it
. "I really want to collect the manuscript of this poem. If you can give it to me, I will do anything."

Well, Tian Qi also said the same thing.

As a direct descendant of the Tian family, she couldn't help but want to collect this manuscript at this moment.

It's a pity that she knows that this is impossible, even if the other party intends to release it, she is not qualified to collect it, isn't she?
At this moment, Liu Nan announced his return with a poem, telling everyone that the poet is still a poet after all.

"Ah... this is Anan's talent??"

At this moment, Wang Yuanming couldn't help murmuring such a sentence, he was shocked by Liu Nan's words.

"Yuan Ming is right, this is Anan's talent. You may not know how good he is, but after you know it, you will understand how talented he is."

Wang Yuanming already knew it at this moment, not to mention anything else, today's two poems have already made him understand how powerful Liu Nan is.

He was really surprised and shocked, he thought Liu Nan was just a singer.

A singer who is good at writing and singing.After all, he can become his idol back then, right?
But today, he knew two other things.

One of these is that Liu Nan turned out to be the martial arts master Dugu Qiubai.

A movie called Shooting the Condor has written all the beauty of martial arts, and the writing is unbearably shocking. Martial arts can be like this.

With only one novel, the writer Dugu Qiubai became a master of martial arts and an existence that helped Yuezhi Society turn the world around.

Besides, Liu Nan is still a poet?

This is what shocked him even more.Will drink, this poem is called the poem written by the exiled immortal!And the author of this poem is actually Liu Nan.

Moreover, tonight the other party wrote two beautiful poems in person!Weixisha, with a slow voice, these two poems directly told everyone about Liu Nan's talent.

"Damn it, what kind of friend did I meet?"

……

Liu Nan seemed drunk but not drunk, holding a pen in his hand, as if he suddenly felt unenjoyable.

"No, it's really not fun, I have to write another song."

As soon as he heard Liu Nan's words, He Hongzhang immediately pulled away the slow voice in front of Liu Nan.

Then, like a dog with a face, he looked at Liu Nan with a flattering smile.

"Anan, since you still want to write something, you must be satisfied. You see, the new Peach Blossom Book, you can write as much as you want, and I will definitely not stop you.

"

"That's right, Anan, tonight you write happy, happy writing, no matter what you write is fine."

"Write, write, write, I haven't seen you writing poetry, Anan, for a long time, let us enjoy it tonight."

Liu Nan smiled, and then waved his hand: "Fill up the wine."

At this moment, Lin Hai also booed. "Here comes the wine, Anan, drink it."

Liu Nan drank another glass of 30-year-old apricot blossom wine, and then directly picked up the pen in his hand.Then, he started again.

"Teenagers don't know how to feel sad, they fall in love with the upper floors. In love with the upper floors, they force their sorrows to write new words."

As soon as this word came out, it directly suppressed today's live broadcast.

A young man who doesn't know the meaning of sorrow, loves to go to the upper floors, loves to go to the upper floors, and expresses his sorrow for the new lyrics can be said to tell everyone directly and clearly that this poem is terrifying.

He also told everyone bluntly that Liu Nan was going to heaven tonight.

When I was a teenager, I was simple-minded and never experienced hardships in the world. I liked to climb high-rise buildings and enjoy the scenery. There was no sorrow at all. .

The first film vividly expresses the innocent and childish feelings of youth. "I don't know" writes that young people "don't know" what "sorrow" is, which is very true.

It can be said that at this moment, this poem makes people can't help thinking and reminiscing with the poet.

"Heaven, what are you going to do tonight? As soon as the poet comes back, he will directly shock us, right?"

"What a young man doesn't know the meaning of sorrow. Why is it all about parting sorrow tonight. I said, sir, why don't you come up with a vigorous poem later?"

"Everyone, have you noticed that the voice of Goddess Xue is really suitable for reciting poems. This poem is recited by Goddess Xue, and it can be said to complement each other."

……

In fact, Xue Jianjia was also in shock at this moment.

It can be said that this word is slower than the one just now, and it seems to be a higher level.

Even though she had already been mentally prepared, when he read Liu Nan's works, he still couldn't help but be shocked by them.

This may be Liu Nan's greatness, this may be the shock of talent.

He Hongzhang couldn't bear it anymore, he pushed away Huang Mengzhou who was blocking him, and then began to chant the next song.

"Now that I know all the sorrow, I want to say it. I want to say it, but I say it's cool and it's autumn.

! I want to say it, but I say it's a cool autumn.

My God, this is really invincible.

One sentence says that the sky is cool and it will be an autumn, which is really memorable. "

Compared with the strong talk of sorrow in the last part, the second part of the second part has changed its style of writing, writing about the changes in thoughts and feelings after experiencing the vicissitudes of life and suffering.

It can be said that this is the real finishing touch.

It is not an exaggeration to call this poem the swan song of the ages.

Yes, that's right, this is another eternal swan song, an eternal swan song that belongs to Liu Nan.At this moment, Ye Weidao was saying this poem.

"It is a graceful two-tone poem.

Both the upper and lower sentences use the writing technique of refraining, which not only makes the expression of the whole word coherent and smooth, but also strengthens the emotion contained in the word.

At the end of the sentence, "However, it is said that the sky is cool in autumn", from the surface of the whole word, it is leisurely and indifferent; however, after being strengthened by the foreshadowing in the word, it reads extremely sad.

The text of the whole poem is beautiful and graceful, and the sadness is reserved, which is a unique and eternal swan song. "

This is Ye Weidao's evaluation of this poem at this moment.

After the evaluation was over, Ye Weidao couldn't help but picked up the pen and wrote the poem again.After finishing writing, Ye Weidao seemed dissatisfied anyway.

"Oh, after all, I'm missing something, I'm not as free and easy as Liu Nan, and I'm not as free and easy.

This poem, and only the manuscript he wrote, can be called a work of art. "

After finishing speaking, Ye Weidao threw the poem he wrote into the trash can next to him.

……

Wensheng City, there are a lot of literati gathered here, and their level is very high.

Among them, there is Feng Shuhuan, who is a contemporary writer of sorrow. He is known as a contemporary writer of sorrow, and he is also the idol of many people.

At the same time, he is also a member of Wenzong of Wensheng City.Tonight, he was also watching the live broadcast, and he wasn't very interested in the story of the Western League at the beginning.

After all, literati like them don't like Western culture very much.

But because it was Liu Nan's live broadcast, so I kept watching it.

And when Liu Nan returned to China, he became very excited.

Especially when Liu Nan chanted a song of Weixisha casually, he couldn't help but get excited, shouting that the poet sage had returned.

He naturally likes Liu Nan's poems. You are joking about the poems of the poet, how could you not like them?
But at this moment, after this poem came out, Feng Shuhuan was stunned.

"From now on, I can completely throw away the so-called titles of writing sorrow and the like. Compared with the poet, am I a hammer?"

Yes, compared with Liu Nan, the poets of the Han Dynasty are all rubbish.

Liu Nan is now in the poetry industry, and he can say that he can give up me.

And tonight, Liu Nan's three works proved this once again, that is Liu Nan's greatness.After the poem ended, He Hongzhang and the others were all stunned.

"It's a good one but it's a cool autumn. Anan, you are simply the idol of my life. I just want to kiss you now. Why are you so great?"

At this moment, He Hongzhang hugged Liu Nan's forehead and kissed him hard.He was so excited and admired Liu Nan too much.

Liu Nan smiled: "Go away, I didn't have enough fun tonight, who else wants me to write a song?

Bring it up, and I've got you all tonight.Hiccup...I've been in the Western Union all this time, and I don't have time to recite poems and fight against each other. It's really suffocating me.

Tonight, I, Liu Nan, want to write happy, happy writing. "

As soon as these words came out, Xue Jianjia immediately stood up.

"Don't compete with me, a little girl, I must come to this song."

Once these words came out, He Hongzhang and the others naturally couldn't say anything.Are you kidding, what are you saying, Xue Jianjia is also a girl, and you are really embarrassed to rob her

.With hazy eyes, Liu Nan glanced at Xue Jianjia and nodded.

"Okay, let's start, Sister Xue, tell me what do you want?"

Xue Jianjia was silent for a moment, then she turned her head to look at Liu Nan.

"Jianghu. Anan, you have written a lot of parting melancholy, and you have also written a lot of romantic poems.

However, you haven't written about Jianghu yet, you should know that you are also a master of martial arts now.So, write a poem about rivers and lakes. "

As soon as these words came out, Liu Nan seemed to be stunned.

"Jianghu!! That's right, how can there be no Jianghu? If that's the case, then I'll write a song about Jianghu."

At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room was extremely excited.

Yes, Mr. Liu Nan is a great master of martial arts, how can there be no world, right?
So, at this moment, they also became excited.

"I don't know. In the heart of a master of martial arts like Mr., what does his world look like? I'm really looking forward to it!"

"I think that the Jianghu in Mr.'s mind should be those with fresh clothes and angry horses, and they should also be the ones that people like very much."

"That's right, sir's rivers and lakes should be like this."

Just when everyone was expecting it, Liu Nan started writing directly. He sighed, and then a poem appeared.

At this moment, Xue Jianjia recited the poem impatiently.

"The situation in the world is beyond my generation, and as soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, the years will remind you."

As soon as the first sentence came out, the whole world fell silent in an instant.

At this moment, in the live broadcast room, the people who were discussing just now also fell silent.

At this moment, He Hongzhang and the others also became quiet.

At this moment, they are all listening quietly, listening to the Jianghu in the mind of Liu Nan, a great master of martial arts.

And as soon as the first sentence came out, they all felt the world in Liu Nan's mind.

Those verses full of strong atmosphere of Jianghu made everyone subconsciously immerse themselves in the Jianghu described by Liu Nan.

And they seem to have come to such a magnificent world.

The situation in the world is out of my generation, once I enter the rivers and lakes, the years will remind me.

We are born to mess with the situation, and this world is ours.

It's just that the word "jianghu" is not so easy to confuse.

At this moment, everyone subconsciously remembered the characters in the martial arts world created by Liu Nan.

There is Guo Jing who is as wise as a fool, and his great chivalry is the name of the country.

For the sake of the country, he has guarded Xiangyang for so many years without complaint or regret.This is the arena, this is Guo Jing's arena.

There are also Yang Guo's arenas, they, who were lacking in heaven and earth, finally walked into the battlefield without hesitation.

Their rivers and lakes also have courts.With Chu Liuxiang, surrounded by beauties from all over the world, he is chic and at ease.

There is Lu Xiaofeng's arena, and his arena is so full of twists and turns.

At the same time, there was Xiao Li Feidao Li Xunhuan.His world is always so helpless.

All of this is explaining the word Jianghu.

All the people, all the amazingly talented people, are being ruined by the rivers and lakes.

……

At this moment, Li Jianxue couldn't help but be attracted by this poem, this domineering, this helpless, this poem full of Jianghu atmosphere.

At this moment, she couldn't help but recite the second sentence.

"In the chat and laughter of Emperor Tubaye, I can't beat life's drunkenness."

If you say the first sentence, you are talking about the helplessness of the Jianghu, the Jianghu is not fighting and killing, and the Jianghu is urging people to grow old.

Then the second sentence is about being chic, about being free and easy, the kind of free and easy that only belongs to the Jianghu people.

Huangtu Baye, the ultimate romance in the minds of many men.

However, with such an ultimate goal, in the minds of Jiang Hu people, this is just a joke.

He is not as good as a drunk in life, but a happy meeting with a pot of dirty wine. So many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes.

At this moment, this poem, people can't help but connect Liu Nan's Linjiang fairy back then.

At this moment, they seemed to think of countless handsome and strange men, they seemed to think of Lu Xiaofeng, and they thought of Chu Liuxiang.

Thinking of their two chic characters, these two people are the representatives.At this moment, people couldn't help but think of Yaoshi Dongxie Huang.

His spontaneity, his ease, they are so attractive.

"After hearing these two lines of poems, I suddenly understood why men are so yearning for Jianghu and martial arts.

Martial arts is called a man's romance, and it's really not a joke.

It's a good sentence to talk and laugh about Huangtu Baye, and it's too much to be drunk in life. "

"Tonight, I read Chu Liuxiang's words again, and I couldn't fall asleep. As expected, sir, this is the most passionate quack poem I've ever heard in my life."

"Don't stop, keep going, my God, I can't wait now."

"Raise the sword and straddle the ghost rain, and the bones are like mountain birds flying."

Without stopping, Meng Lingchuan recited this line in a low voice.

This sentence directly expresses the cruelty of Jianghu.

There is nothing wrong with it, it is cruel, incomparably cruel.

Jianghu is not only romantic, it turns out that there is such a cruel side.

And this, this is the arena, this is it!

At this moment, everyone seemed to be facing the cruel side of the Jianghu people.

At this moment, everyone thought of the contents of Liu Nan's Little Li Feidao.

Brutal, brutal, changeable, and without a single good-guy feel.

This kind of rivers and lakes is not only yearning for people, but also frightening, isn't it?

"The dust is like the tide, and the people are like the water. I only sigh for a few people in the rivers and lakes."

A poem of Jianghu was over, and with Xue Jianjia's recitation, the curtain came to an end.

From raising the sword to straddle and swinging the ghost rain, the bones flew like a mountain bird, and a big turning point came directly.

The world is like a tide of people like water, only a few people in the rivers and lakes return.

It can be said that the second half of this quack poem completely tells you the cruelty of the quack.I just sigh how many people in Jianghu come back!
(End of this chapter)