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

Chapter 295 The Sun and the Moon Shine Together

A picture of Meiling and a poem chanting plum, this perfect match together told everyone how amazing Liu Nan is tonight.

But after finishing the painting and writing the poem, the camera switched once.The next appearance will be at a broken bridge.

There happened to be a river in this place, and the bridge here was originally a wooden bridge, but it was broken.

In addition, there are not many people visiting Meihua Ridge today, so the bridge has not been repaired locally.

"Damn it, ask the local department to repair Meihua Ridge immediately.

Tell them that Meihua Ridge will be the business card of our Golden Crow City in the future, and tell them not to embarrass us. "

The relevant personnel of the court department on the side of Golden Crow City looked at the broken bridge, and they were furious.

Well, they will change their attitude soon.

Because next, a poem that will make this broken bridge famous will be born here.

This broken bridge will also become a place of interest for hundreds of years.

A poem by Liu Nan made this place beautiful and unparalleled, and made this place one of the most anticipated scenery.

Because of the camera switching, some of the foreshadowing has been edited.

At this moment, everyone can only see that Liu Nan is looking at this beautiful scenery at the moment, with a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of him.

Everyone knows that Liu Nan will write poems at once.

So, we are all looking forward to him, and we are also waiting for his new works

.But at this moment, Liu Nan happened to be under a plum blossom, and a plum blossom fell down and landed on Liu Nan's palm.

At this moment, Liu Nan smiled slightly, and then picked up the brush.Then, I wrote some prefaces.

"Looking at the plum blossoms on the side of the broken bridge has a feeling, so I feel that I wrote a poem about plum blossoms instead of writing a poem about the plum ridge I made today."

Seeing this preface, some poets were suddenly surprised.

"Reverse writing? This...is interesting, I didn't expect to plan to reverse write a song about Yongmei just now?

This is not so simple. To write a poem backwards, not only the artistic conception of this poem must be considered, but also the rhythm of the previous work. "

"That's right, reverse writing poetry is not a job that everyone can do. Good guy, I didn't expect Mr. to make it difficult for himself this time?"

"What's this, sir, what do you think this is?"

"Hehehe, to be honest, I'm really looking forward to it, this song by Mister and the reverse version of the No. [-] Plum Song in the World just now.

Tsk tsk tsk tsk, that is, Mr., has such ability and talent. "

"Good guy, just now there is a song about plums that is the number one in ancient and modern times, and now there will be another number one song, right?"

"No, this poem should be worse. After all, the reason why the poem about plum blossoms just now became the number one in ancient and modern times is partly due to the reform of the poem about plum blossoms.

If this poem is really written backwards, it will definitely fall into the cliché of the past, so it must not be as good as the first poem. "

Someone who understands poetry uttered such a passage, which also made many people feel that this person was right.

That's right, according to the previous routine, it is indeed basically impossible to surpass the song Yongmei just now.

Even Xie Lingsheng, who was six years ago, is not optimistic at this moment.

"Brother Nan, write it backwards, it's more difficult!"

Liu Nan blinked at Xie Lingsheng: "Just watch it, it doesn't matter if it's good or not, anyway, only a few of us can see it, and no one else can see it.

I won't lose face if I write poorly, will I? "

As soon as this remark came out, the audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

"Sir, you don't know this, we have not only seen it now, but also seen a lot.

So, if the writing is really bad, hehehe we know it. "

"Mr. may not have imagined that he became famous after he left the world, right?

Moreover, he has also become a poet saint, the only poet saint of my great man through the ages. "

As soon as these words came out, many people in the live broadcast room fell silent.

During this time, I watched Liu Nan's live broadcast every Saturday, and listened to various news and news from Mr. Liu Nan every day.

It always makes people subconsciously forget that Mr. has passed away.

That's right, he has already passed away. In this world, apart from these videos, there is no more Mr. Wang's voice and smile.

Therefore, as long as they think of this, countless people can't help but shed tears.

"It is only now that I know that Mr. has passed away.

I want to beg everyone, please don't say it in the live broadcast room in the future, please?

So that I can lie to myself that my husband is still there.This live broadcast is a real live broadcast, not a so-called video recording. "

As soon as this remark came out, many people in the live broadcast room burst into tears.

"Yes, what this friend said is right. How much I want to lie to myself, Mr. is still alive."

……

Cui Ying's eyes were red, and then she shed a tear.

"Yeah, I've already left, why can't I stop thinking about my husband every day? Why do I always remember my husband when I dream at night? It's all over, everything is just a dream!"

……

Is it a dream?
It was like a dream indeed.

Before Liu Nan was alive, no one knew, and no one thought at all, that he was the one who wrote it.

No one would have imagined that he had so many works other than mixing wine and water into tunes.

Perhaps, he just came to the world to take a trip, catch the two winds in the world, and fill his life's eternal dream.

He came and went in a hurry, he came quietly, and no one knew when he left!
"Hai, why are we thinking so much? Now, we should cherish this moment and take a good look at Mr.'s new works.

Hey everyone, look, Mr.'s new work has appeared, and it's still Yongmei's. "

……

In the live broadcast room, Liu Nan, who was six years ago, started the writing class again.

At this time, Xie Lingsheng came to Liu Nan. He watched Liu Nan write this poem, and he also recited this poem.

"Beside the broken bridge outside the ridge, the loneliness is open to no one. It's already dusk to worry about alone, and it's more wind and rain."

The last column is finished, and it is finished in just a few sentences.However, the scene described in this poem is so amazing.

At this moment, in the lens, there is the broken bridge and flowing water in front of you, and it is also the evening sunlight in front of you.

The light shone obliquely on the river, as if laying a layer of golden light.

This light is so beautiful, so attractive.

On the edge of the broken bridge outside Meiling, the plum blossoms bloomed lonely and lonely, no one cares.

As dusk fell, the plum blossoms were helpless and miserable enough, but they were devastated by the wind and rain.

This poem is also so desolate.

As soon as this song came out, it immediately formed a very sharp contrast with the song Yongmei just now.

At this moment, the spirit of reverse writing came out all of a sudden.

At this moment, everyone forgot that the poem just said was not as good as the poem about plums just now.

And at this time, Xie Lingsheng continued to recite the next part of this poem.

"I have no intention of struggling for spring, and I will be jealous of all the fragrances. Scattered pieces are turned into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same."

Meihua doesn't want to go all out to compete for beauty and favor, and she doesn't care about Baihua's jealousy and rejection.

Even withered, crushed into soil, and turned into dust again, the plum blossoms still emit wisps of fragrance as usual.

As soon as Xiayu came out, everyone who understood knew one thing, that is, this poem is another eternal masterpiece.

This song can be said to be the same as the previous song "Ying Mei", which has become the existence of the same brilliance of the sun and the moon.

The two works can be said to exist like peerless double pride.

These two works really complement each other.

The meaning expressed by both parties has become the peak.

At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room were stunned.

It's a good one to be turned into mud and dust, only the fragrance remains the same.

Eternal quatrains, is this a proper eternal quatrains?

Such a work, such two poems about plum blossoms, really write plum blossoms to the extreme.

I wrote it, and since then, no one dared to write Plum Blossom Ci.

why?
Because, no matter how you write, no matter how you think about it, you still feel that you can’t write poems that can compare to these two poems about plums.What's this?
This is talent, real talent, a talent that makes people speechless, this is Liu Nan!
Therefore, some people were stunned and even cried.

There are quite a few people who paint plum blossoms in China, but only one person who can become the No. 1 painter of plum blossoms has won such praise.

This person's name is Feng Yun.

He is now the No.1 man who draws plum blossoms.His picture of appreciating plum blossoms in winter was auctioned for a high price of 650 million three years ago.

Since then, Feng Yun has been called the No. 1 plum in the modern painting of the Han Dynasty by the Han painting circle.

However, at this moment, he was completely stunned.

He stared at the poem on the rice paper, this poem named Yongmei.In his mouth, the content of this poem is chanting.

"I don't want to fight for the spring, and I'm jealous of the crowd. The pieces are turned into mud and dust, and only the fragrance remains the same. Hehehe is ridiculous, how ridiculous is my title of Huamei No.1.

In my whole life, I can't draw a plum blossom song that can represent this poem. "

At this moment, Feng Yun is just like this, so decadent.

After reading these two plum blossom poems, who can not be overwhelmed?

"Heaven, what kind of fairy works are these two poems about plum blossoms?

A piece of work, written with great vigor and a big heart.

There is another song, which describes the noble character and coldness of plum blossoms vividly and vividly.

I have never seen such a work in my whole life.

The two poems, one positive and the other negative, are also pinnacle works.

Just now, someone said that the last song about plum blossoms was the first song about plum blossoms written by the great man.

However, in this generation, I want to know, what do you think in your heart? "

"What do you think? It's ridiculous, what else can he think?
At this moment, I will not take back what I just said.I just want to say one thing, this is also Yongmei's first word.

This first word represents the traditional No. [-] in plum writing, and the first song is a new No. [-].

These two pieces of work are both fucking number one, can't they?If you have a problem, speak up. "

Damn, what you said, you really have no way to refute it.

Yes, these two works are the first works.

These two poems about plum blossoms really make people feel that plum blossoms have been written.

From then on, plum blossom words may never be born again.

This positive and negative, such a sun and moon shining together, is extremely rare.

These two works are like the two peaks standing at the top of the Dahan Plum Blossom Ci.

Below them are the rest of the plum blossom words.

These two songs are like the emperor and queen in Plum Blossom Ci.

In fact, it is very interesting to describe it this way, and it is indeed vivid.

You see, the first song of Plum Blossom is masculine and masculine, like an emperor, with the same domineering side through the ages.

The second song is also lonely and aloof, like a queen, accompanying the first song.

It is impossible for anyone to surpass such two works.

"From then on, when I am a big man who writes plum blossom poets, I only recognize him. I also only read his plum blossom poems, because the writing is so beautiful."

"Yes, it is indeed beautiful. No one can match her beauty."

All of a sudden, in the live broadcast room, everyone was amazed at these two plum blossom poems.

All of a sudden, everyone was amazed by Liu Nan's talent.

Gu Qing sighed, and then he put down the pen in his hand.On the paper in front of him are two poems of Xie Mei.

This yin and yang, the two plum blossom poems of one queen and one queen, were written down by him.

……

At this moment, Huang Lun was also very excited, and he was also frantically explaining the greatness of this song "Ode to Plum".

"This word refers to plum blossoms, and chanting plum's misery to vent the depression in the chest.

Lamenting the frustration and ups and downs of life; Zanmei's spirit expresses youth without regrets.

The first half of the poem focuses on exaggerating Mei's desolation and suffering from wind and rain.

Plum blossoms have "the more awe-inspiring the snow and the wind, and the strongest integrity among the flowers".

The plum blossom is so quiet and elegant, it stands above all other flowers, but "now" it blooms outside the post station in the countryside, next to the dilapidated "Broken Bridge".

Naturally, it is inaccessible, lonely, desolate, neglected, and pitiful.

There is no one to look after and care for it, and its life and death depends entirely on itself.

……

The second half of the column describes plum blossoms' soul and outlook on life and death.

Mei Hua was born in the world, and she has no intention of showing off her beauty, nor does she want to be kitsch and attract bees and butterflies.

Therefore, hiding far away in time, neither competing with the vying flowers for the spring scenery, nor sharing the autumn scenery with the chrysanthemums, but blooming alone in the ice and snow.

But this still can't get rid of Baihua's jealousy, and may be considered "pretentious", "ulterior motives" or even "making a fool of myself".

......

Just like plum blossoms "unintentionally struggling for spring", insults and misunderstandings to other things are also ignored.

It's "one who is jealous of others", let it be: go your own way, let others talk!
At the same time, no matter what the public opinion of the outside world is, I will remain unchanged in response to all changes.

Just seek the sublimation and purity of the soul, even if the flowers fall, turn into mud, and turn into dust.

My character is as eternal as my fragrance.Isn't this spirit just the poet's declaration of personality when he looks back on the past without any regrets and moves forward courageously!
……

The last sentence has the power to carry the tripod, it energizes the whole article, and puts forward the unfortunate situation of plum blossoms.

The wind and rain invaded, withered and fallen, and the desolation, decay, and sorrow that turned into mud and dust were all thrown out of the sky.

"Scattered into mud and ground into dust, only the fragrance remains the same."

……

This poem is not written in a kitsch way.Unyielding evil.Halal and uncompromising, loyal feelings and ambitions.

This poem chanting plum.There is no word "Mei" in the whole article.But the charm of "plum" is heard everywhere.And the author uses plum as a metaphor for himself.

Bibi sustenance.I am one.

In the praise of Mei, the lofty character of unswerving and unswerving in the face of adversity is expressed. "

Huang Lun's commentary is really penetrating.

It can be said that he really understood Liu Nan's poems, and he also really understood Liu Nan.

Li Jianxue also saw Huang Lun's explanation, and couldn't help but smile.

"Anan, if you are still alive, this person will definitely become your bosom friend.

You will, too, be very happy to have such a friend. "

Yeah, how could you be unhappy?

It is the happiest thing to have someone who understands me so well.

And with the end of this poem, this trip to Meihualing has come to an end.

As the sun was setting, the three of Liu Nan packed up their things and left Meihua Ridge.

The drone was recording it all, telling everyone it was such a plum.

"By the way, Lingsheng, is there anything interesting in Golden Crow City?"

"See what you want to see."

"Then look at the mountains, what do you think my wife?"

Li Jianxue was manipulating the drone, and turned her head when she heard Liu Nan's words.

"I can do it, husband, you have the final say."

"Okay then, let's go see the mountains."

Xie Lingsheng smiled and nodded: "Since we are looking at the mountains, let's go to Tianmu Mountain.

This is the most beautiful mountain on our side. "

Liu Nan was thoughtful: "Is it Tianmu Mountain? That's fine, then you have the final say. Tomorrow, you Lingsheng will take us to see Tianmu Mountain."

The voice fell, the camera changed, and then came the night.

Tonight, Liu Nan was in Xie Lingsheng's courtyard, watching the waning moon in the sky, and fell into silence for a while.Li Jianxue came over and looked at Liu Nan tenderly.

"Anan, what are you thinking?"

Liu Nan looked at the beautiful woman beside him, and put his arms around her shoulders.

"Jianxue, I suddenly miss Tufang Town a little bit. After visiting Tianmu Mountain tomorrow, how about we go back?"

Li Jianxue looked at Liu Nan and said softly: "Of course, I've wanted to visit for a long time. You have said several times that you regard Tufang Town as your hometown. You like those children very much.

Besides, it seems that the school is about to be built, and you are the teacher over there. "

Liu Nan was silent for a moment: "Is it your hometown?
Indeed, I did put that place as my hometown.

I like that place very much, I like the group of children who like to study, I like Principal Fang over there, and I also like the mayor Mi Genshen who is a bit sloppy but wholeheartedly considers the people in the town.

That's it for sure, go home the day after tomorrow. "

……

Fang Zhengxing looked in the live broadcast room, Liu Nan from six years ago, talking about himself, at this moment he smiled as happily as a child.

Even, laughing and laughing, crying.

"With your words, the poet sage Liu Nan, my life, Fang Zhengxing, is worth it. With your words, I understand that I have not worked in vain in my life.

It's a pity, it's a pity, God is jealous of talents, you left!

Otherwise, I really want to have a bowl of fried peanuts, a few chicken feet, and a few sips of our sorghum wine with you. What a beautiful thing it is.

But don't worry, I will be optimistic about the Hikka Middle School. Unless I die, I will not let the Hikka Middle School go wrong. "

……

Mee Genshen was also very happy at the moment. He drank wine and yelled at his family.

"Did you see it, did you bastards see it?
The sage of poetry said, he likes me, hahaha, how lucky I am, Mi Genshen, to be said so by the sage of poetry. "

……

Compared with the excitement of these people, the audience in the live broadcast room checked the time and found that there were still 10 minutes left.

"So, the place where tonight's live broadcast ends is Tianmu Mountain, right?"

"There should be no mistake, it must be Tianmu Mountain, it must be Tianmu Mountain.

I don't know, what kind of poem will be written in this ending poem? "

"Maybe it will surprise people, after all, this is Mr.'s work."

"That's a fart, Mr.'s works, let me ask which one is not amazing and shocking?

Well, let's hurry up and go to visit Tianmu Mountain. "

……

It must be fast, tonight's live broadcast will not work if it is not fast.

The camera directly changed the scene, and in an instant came to the next day, to Tianmu Mountain.

And this time the lens, people a little surprised.

"What's the situation? Why are you always fast forwarding the camera?"

"I don't understand, I don't know what Xiaopozhan is doing."

"Maybe it's on the Tianmu Mountain side. Mister didn't write poems."

"But, wouldn't it be good to just switch the camera without writing? Why, why do you fast-forward so much?"

"You ask me, who should I ask?"

Well, many people are wondering.Moreover, this doubt is very interesting.Because he visited the entire Tianmu Mountain, Liu Nan did not write any works.

It seems that this trip to Tianmu Mountain, he came here just to see the scenery.Or rather, this time he was uninspired.

"It shouldn't be, I always feel something is wrong. You see, so far, the camera has fast forwarded to the evening.

Sir, they have already left Tianmu Mountain.At this time, there were still 7 minutes before the end of the live broadcast.

Could it be that, sir, they will stay in Tianmu Mountain for another day? "

"Hey, I also feel something is wrong, what's the matter?"

It's really surprising, and I don't understand what's going on.

All of a sudden, the audience in the live broadcast room started discussing.But, at this moment, Xie Lingsheng showed some smiles on his pale face.

"Hehe, all of this will have to wait until the next morning before you will know what kind of work Brother Nan wrote.

This work will let you see that it is a poem that is not inferior to the difficulty of the road to Shu. "

And just like what Xie Lingsheng said, with the end of the fast forward, it will be the next morning in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Liu Nan suddenly ran out of the house.While running, he was still shouting something.

"Anan, what's your situation? Are you in such a hurry?"

Li Jianxue was chasing Liu Nan at the moment, thinking that something happened to him.And then, I saw the camera switch.

"Last night I had a dream, in which I went to Tianmu Mountain.

And when I woke up this morning, I suddenly felt that the inspiration in my mind burst out like a volcano.

So, I was anxious to write this poem down.I'm leaving today, so this poem should be the last poem of this trip. "

Upon hearing Liu Nan's words, Li Jianxue and Xie Lingsheng, who looked sleepy beside him, were speechless.

"I said, Brother Nan, do you want to do this? This early in the morning, it scared me and made me jump up. I thought something happened? Is this the result?"

Liu Nan nodded as a matter of course: "That's it, what else do you want? You think I can't bear you, don't you?

Cut, you think too much.

Don't talk about it, I will write down this poem first while my inspiration is still there. "

(End of this chapter)