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

"Good guy, it's interesting, actually sleepwalking in Tianmu Mountain? What did you dream about, sir, so excited?"

"Let me just say, Tianmu Mountain gives people a feeling of being anticlimactic.

Moreover, there is still time tonight, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like you have nothing to gain, right? "

"I lost it, sir, write it quickly, as long as it is the moment when you are pretending, I like it very much.

I’m really not joking, I feel excited when I think of my husband’s creation, and then our group of ignorant people are so excited. "

"Ahem, how many works is this tonight? My whole body is in a state of shock right now.

Mr. Tonight, I really wrote too many works.

From the beginning of the tour to Mount Tai, to the end of the Tianmu Mountain, there is really a sense of correspondence. "

"Okay, okay, don't talk anymore, let's see the beginning of the gentleman."

That's right, Liu Nan started, and he directly wrote this last poem, a poem called Sleepwalking Tianmu Yinliu Farewell.

That's right, I can feel it, this is the breath of poetry immortals.

When reading this poem, it is as if the whole person is immersed in Tianmu Mountain, seeing the whole Tianmu Mountain with his own eyes.

Liu Nan finished writing, and after finishing writing, he seemed extremely satisfied.

After writing this place, no one doubts anymore that this sleepwalking Tianmu chanting stay away will definitely become a work like Shu Dao Nan.

At this moment, this person is like a little woman, sitting beside Zuo Gongming happily and joyfully, and is reciting Liu Nan's "Sleepwalking Heavenly Grandma" for Zuo Gongming to say goodbye.

Clothes are made of rainbows, horses ride on the wind, and the gods in the clouds come down one after another.

I've calmed down a little bit, but if I want to calm down completely, I'm afraid it won't be impossible for ten days and a half months.

...

This poem is a dream poem, and it will definitely include various scenes of sleepwalking in Tianmu Mountain.

Liu Nan's hearty laughter did not wake up Xie Lingsheng next to him.

No, I am too excited, I am too excited, let me be quiet for a while, and I will explain this poem again.

...

Huang Lun finally finished his rest. At this moment, he finally started to explain this poem.

These two sentences are well-deserved eternal quatrains.

At this time, Liu Nan just started to write new content.

Don't go, when will you return?And put the white deer among the green cliffs, and ride to visit famous mountains as soon as you have to go.

"The clouds are green and green, like rain, and the water is dull, and there is smoke.

He saw the words of this poem, and then the words seemed to directly transform into scenes of scenery. The scenery of Tianmu Mountain seemed to immerse him in it.

My life is worth it, if I don’t say anything, my life is totally worth it.Damn, I just want to cry right now. "

At this moment, I may have an epiphany.In the future, I want to be an individual, an upright person. "

The Qingming mighty bottomless, the sun and the moon shine on Jinyintai. "

Such a work, after thousands of years, is invaluable.This city may be a literal city.

This poem is really shocking.Especially the last sentence is even more wonderful.

Just kidding, Liu Nan came to Golden Crow City tonight, how could he not pay attention?

"What a Liu Nan, really awesome. This pretense is simply shocking. Sure enough, he is indeed the one who made me, Zuo Gongming, throw manuscripts into the lake three times.

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This is also a standard configuration for the children of aristocratic families, and it is also the blessing of their ancestors.

No one really refuted these words.Yes, in terms of poetry, Han Liu Nan can be called the number one in ancient and modern times, and there is absolutely no second.

"The same is true of caring for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastward.

At this moment, the entire Tianzhu Mountain seemed to have entered his heart, all of this was so familiar.

No matter how many years, people will forget this era, they will forget me, and they will forget everything about this era.

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I saw Xie Lingsheng sitting down on the ground, his face covered with cold sweat.

This kind of imagination is something unique to Shixian.It is said that since ancient times there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

Tianmu Mountain soars into the clouds, connects to the sky, and crosses the sky; the mountain is so high that it surpasses the five mountains and covers Chicheng Mountain.

Then, he suddenly seemed to understand something.A half-smile, half-cry, half-cry expression appeared on his face.

This is him, poet fairy Liu Nan.

Well, this is what he said himself, just watching Liu Nan pretend.

In terms of form, it is mixed with mixed words, uses Sao style at the same time, is not bound by rules, the pen comes as it pleases, and the system is liberated. It can be called a peerless masterpiece.

Come in, come in thoroughly, this poem has finally begun to formally dream about Tianmu Mountain.

Huyue took my shadow and sent me to Yanxi.

Numerous mountains and rocks overlap, the mountain road is tortuous, and the circling changes indefinitely.Obsessed with flowers, relying on rocks, I don't realize that the sky is getting dark soon.

And Golden Crow City's tourism industry will also usher in a new breakthrough. "

This sentence, like a sharp sword, pierced the entire sky, the sky of my big man.

Inside the Yellow Crane Tower, the entire Yellow Crane Tower is in a kind of silence at this moment.

From now on, no one can make me unhappy.

It's hard to imagine that in today's society, there is such a saint in poetry and a god in words.

The tiger drums and the luan return to the carriage, and the immortals are lined up like hemp.

"Is it the face that makes me unhappy? What a face that makes me unhappy. Damn it, I'm going to get hard today.

This Tianmu Mountain is so beautiful that it makes people fascinated, and it makes her addicted to it.

The cave sky and the stone door are open in the sky.

The rooftop is [-] feet long, and it is about to fall to the southeast. "

The clear lake water is rippling, the apes are crying, I am walking on the mountain road climbing straight to the sky.

He Hongzhang smiled bitterly: "Damn it, I also want to know, how did Anan get his talent?"

I even wrote countless famous sentences through the ages, but I don't think that these can be more powerful than An Neng, making me unhappy.

But there is one thing that people will never forget.

He is the well-deserved No.1 in this field.

The Golden Crow City is going to be on fire. During this period of time, Tianmu Mountain will definitely become the most popular tourist attraction.

But the audience fans in his live broadcast room, no one watched him cry.

When I woke up, there was only the pillow mat beside me, and the smoke and clouds I saw in the dream just now disappeared.

And this poem has made countless people feel once again that Liu Nan wrote that he will drink wine and the road to Shu is difficult.

The more people speak Tianmu, the clouds can be seen or faded. "

"This poem was written after I woke up from a dream, and it may also be the happiest poem I have ever written in my life. Hahaha..."

As the leader of Golden Crow City, he was naturally watching the live broadcast tonight.

"Heaven, Mr.'s unique and extraordinary imagination has appeared again.

"Everyone, let me talk about this poem in detail next.

Damn it, why should I be a dog to that young master?
Following him every day, my spine has completely softened, and it seems that I can no longer straighten my waist.

And beside him, there is a woman in her 40s.How should this woman put it, it can only be said that her charm still exists.

"It's a good sentence that the clothes are made of clothes, the horses are made of wind, and the lord of clouds comes and falls one after another.

People from Vietnam mentioned Tianmu Mountain, which can sometimes be seen between the flickering clouds.

This is the Golden Crow City, a rare event in a millennium.But at this moment, he has closed his eyes.

And this place is where the imagination comes into play.

There is no thunderbolt, and hills and hills collapsed.

This poem will definitely become a new representative work of Shixian.

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At this moment, Liu Nan is like a tour guide, using poetry to transform mountains and beautiful scenery, leading them to visit Tianmu Mountain.

The Xie Lingsheng at this moment, the Xie Lingsheng six years ago, was completely conquered by Liu Nan's poem.

At this moment, Zuo Gongming is eating and drinking in the box on the top floor of Tengwang Pavilion, watching Liu Nan pretend.

Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the mountain peak seemed to be collapsing.

All the scenes seem to be contained in Liu Nan's words. As long as you experience it with your heart, you will suddenly understand what kind of existence Tianmu Mountain is.

Because no one knows, where did Liu Nan, the poet sage, come from such a talent and background.In the end, everyone can only attribute this to the talent bestowed by heaven.

I have heard overseas visitors talk about Yingzhou, but it is really hard to find it in such a remote place.

That kind of familiar feeling makes people can't help being amazed, but also makes people especially like it.

Suddenly my soul was shaken, and I woke up suddenly, and I couldn't help sighing.

"Tianmu stretches toward the sky, pulls out the five mountains and covers Chicheng.

The bear roars and the dragon chants Yin Yanquan, and the deep chestnut forest surprises the top of the layer. "

The tiger is playing the zither, and the ostrich is pulling the cart.Immortals are lined up in rows, densely packed.

It also wrote that there will be times when the wind and the waves break, and the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea.

It can be said that every sentence of this poem is the work of a god.Every sentence can make people marvel at the gorgeousness of its rhetoric.

At this time, Liu Nan just wrote something new.

He was immersed in it, and he loved the poem to death.If this poem was not in Mrs. Liu Nan's hands, he would definitely find a way to get it.

This moment, this scene, is really as beautiful as a painting.Seeing Liu Nan stop the pen in his hand, Huang Lun couldn't help getting excited anymore.

At this moment, Cui Ying couldn't help but began to chant softly.

His soul seems to have been pulled into this poem.

Although earlier, Mr. wrote that he looked up to the sky and went out laughing, how can I be from Penghao?

He opened his eyes, glanced at the live broadcast, and then softly recited the poem in his mouth.

"The fairy spirit of Shixian appeared again, how lucky I am, I saw two works with such fairy spirit tonight.

The joys in the world are like the illusions in dreams. Since ancient times, everything has passed away like water flowing eastward.

Even, this will be a huge mystery for the next few hundred years.

Well, no matter how excited the outside world is, Liu Nan continues to write.

"An Neng beat his eyebrows and folded his waist to serve the rich and powerful, which made me unhappy.

An Neng smashes the eyebrows and bows the waist to the dignitaries, making me unhappy!

But, I don't believe this sentence today.

"I want to fly to the mirror lake moon overnight because of my dream Wu Yue.

After opening her eyes, Cui Ying couldn't help but make a call.

An Neng smashes his eyebrows and bends his waist to serve the rich and powerful, which makes me unhappy.

"Good guy, I'm just a good guy. What kind of talent does this poet have to write a mountain so majesticly and so vividly.

Thousands of rocks turn indefinitely, and the lost flower leaning against the stone has suddenly become dazzling.

This one is called "Sleepwalking Tianlao Yin Liu Farewell". This poem is written in a poem that An Neng smashes his brows and bends his waist to serve the powerful and powerful, which makes me unhappy. "

Sure enough, this is the one I like.Even if the other person has left, the legend he left will never end.

Next, you are ready to face the labor bureau with me.Damn it, I won't bear you anymore. "

How can you bow your knees to serve the powerful, so that you can't have a comfortable smile!
This poem uses rich and unique imagination and bold and exaggerated techniques to compose a picture of sleepwalking that is both imaginary and real, both illusion and reality.

As soon as this remark came out, the audience in the live broadcast room were also puzzled.

After speaking, Huang Lun quieted down. He needed time to calm down.

At this moment, in his mouth, he was still murmuring the content of this poem.

At this moment, Cui Ying is immersed in the Tianmu Mountain in her fantasy.Following Liu Nan's poem, she imagined Tianmu Mountain in her mind.

Therefore, countless people are looking forward to this moment.

The blue sky in the cave is vast and endless, and the sun and the moon shine on the palace made of gold and silver.

Mr.'s poems have been number one since ancient times, and no one can match them, as I said.If you don't agree, you can come to me at any time. "

From then on, he became a fan of Liu Nan.

It's no wonder, it's no wonder that nowadays, countless people called him Poetry Immortal.

Seriously, what poetry requires most is imagination.In this regard, Mr. Liu Nan has undoubtedly reached the pinnacle.

Such a work is worthy of a fairy.I think, apart from Xian, other adjectives are not suitable for him. "

Well, Liu Nan's friends didn't know what to say about this, nor did they understand.

This person is the woman who has loved Zuo Gongming for decades.

And these two sentences are the introduction to this matter.

Therefore, she was naturally able to take an instant trip.

You don't need to do anything, as a direct descendant, you get a lot of dividends every year
.Even if it is collateral, some people get a lot of dividends every year.

No one was more excited than him, because he completely understood Liu Nan's poem.

Liu Nan will always be Liu Nan, and his poetry has always been based on imagination.

He will be like the sun, the moon and the stars, hanging above our heads forever so that we will always remember him.

This sentence has told countless people that some of the things you did before were wrong.

"Not excited? What the hell are you telling me not to be excited?
How can I not be excited when such a poem appears?
This poem, I have a premonition that it will become the three peaks of poetry immortals. "

At this time, new content appeared.

Tears welled up in Huang Lun's eyes, he cried happily.

At this moment, Cui Ying sighed so much, and this sigh was also recognized.

The stone gate of the Immortal Mansion opened from the middle with a bang.

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That is Liu Nan, the greatest existence of this era, and also an eternal legend of this era.

Everything came to a standstill, and this sleepwalking Tianmu Yinliu's work was over.

Ordinary people really don't want to have such an imagination in their whole life.

"Ni is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the lord of the cloud is coming and going.

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Farewell to the gentlemen, I don't know when I will come back after this far away?
Let the white deer graze among the green cliffs for the time being, and ride it to visit famous mountains when you want to travel far.

Perhaps, this is what people are self-taught.

He will never end, nor will he wither in another 3000 years.

This is the first time in my life that I have encountered such a work.Such a work is so amazing.

And this poem will definitely follow him and be remembered forever.

As the eldest daughter of the Cui family, Cui Ying's annual family dividends are in the tens of figures.Naturally, she is not short of money.

In our era, I think only he has such treatment, right? ? "

I'm going to see the Tianmu Mountain described by Mr. Wang, the place where the gods live. "

An Neng smashes his eyebrows and bows his waist to serve the rich and powerful, which makes me unhappy.

"Book me a plane ticket to Golden Crow City tomorrow morning, and arrange a director for me. I'm going to Tianmu Mountain tomorrow.

This sentence is so great that it makes my scalp tingle.This sentence moved me to tears.

Tianmu Mountain is so high that even Tiantai Mountain, which is [-] feet high, seems to be tilting to the southeast facing it.

It stands to reason that talent cannot appear out of thin air.I haven't seen that Mr. has such a great writer teacher. "

And he couldn't help but recite the next part of the poem himself.

Whether it's going to drink, or the difficulty of the road to Shu, or this sleepwalking Tianmu chanting farewell at this moment, it's all a manifestation of imagination at its peak.

They followed the poems and flew directly across thousands of mountains and rivers to Tianmu Mountain.I saw this magical mountain and also saw this magnificent landscape.

At this moment, he didn't care about the embarrassment, so he shed tears in his live broadcast room.

He looked at Liu Nan, wrote the new content of this poem, and couldn't help standing up excitedly in front of his old buddies.

The leader sighed so much, and also marveled at Liu Nan's talent.

I only feel the pillow mat of time, and lose the haze that came before. "

Every day, I follow him like a dog.He is not sure how to treat him as a human being, so why should I?
Over the years, I seem to have lost too many things.

As the boss of Golden Crow City, he has naturally been to the most majestic Tianmu Mountain in Golden Crow City.Moreover, it is not once or twice.

Halfway up the mountain, you can see the sun rising from the sea, and the sound of the rooster crowing in the sky can be heard.

Even if they are going to drink, even if the road is difficult, even if the road to Shu is difficult, I don't think they are better than this poem.

Go fuck your mother's manager, you bastard, I can't bear it anymore, I'm going to change my working environment from now on, I'm going to clean up the workplace.

But at this moment, no one is reciting this poem, only the audience in the live broadcast room are reciting this poem directly.

The whole poem has sophisticated conception, majestic artistic conception, rich and tortuous content, brilliant and fluent images, deep and intense emotions, and is full of romanticism.

"Damn it, look at what was written, it can only be written by a god, right?

The roar of the bear, the roar of the dragon, the vibration of the spring water in the rock, made the deep forest tremble, and shocked the towering and overlapping mountains.

As soon as these two sentences came out, this poem "Sleepwalking Tianlao" chanted goodbye, and people immediately understood how well this poem was written.

"Everyone, I suddenly have a doubt, where do you guys think Mr. got such a talent?

Thinking of this, this young man suddenly had a baby-like innocent smile on his face.

How could there be such a work that shocked me so much?
This sentence can be passed down through the ages.This sentence can be remembered forever
.From then on, the people of my big man, when they encounter unrest, when they encounter oppression, will say that An Neng beats his eyebrows and bends his waist to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy. "

Hahaha, I really just want to say one thing now, Mr. Liu Nan, you are the eternal god in my heart, a god that no one can compare to!

Suddenly, the soul throbbed and moved with spirit, and it was startled for a long time.

Hugu Sexiluan enters the carriage, the immortal people are listed like hemp.

That's right, a peerless masterpiece, this is the peerless masterpiece in my mind.

"Yeah, An Neng beat his brows and bowed his waist to serve the rich and powerful, which made me unhappy.

The moonlight on the mirror lake shines on my figure, sending me all the way to Shanxi.

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At this moment, the countless viewers in the live broadcast room seemed to be pulled into a fantasy world by Liu Nan's poem.

After finishing speaking, Zuo Gongming couldn't help but opened his eyes, and then he looked at the live projection.

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And this place, even an ordinary person can understand it.

Yes, Liu Nan is the greatest legend of this era.

Afterwards, he recited what Liu Nan had written.

"You can see the sun on the half wall, and you can hear the chicken in the sky.

This poem, the power of imagination, can be said to be unparalleled. "

Hahaha, what a good An Neng, who can smash his brows and bend his waist to serve the rich and powerful, which makes me unhappy.

After finishing the order, Cui Ying once again set her sights on the live broadcast projection.

The clouds were dark and heavy, as if it was going to rain, and the water was turbulent, creating a thin layer of smoke.

Everything just before is laying the groundwork.At this time, sleepwalking began, and this is where this poem begins.

Fortunately, I saw this sentence, seeing this sentence about An Neng beating his eyebrows and bowing his waist, it made me unhappy.

Afterwards, he took out his personal seal, and once again left his own seal, the seal of the layman in the bamboo forest.

A young man in Tiangang Province was stunned for a long time after seeing this sentence that An Neng smashed his eyebrows and bowed his waist to serve the powerful, which made me unhappy.

Everyone was immersed in Liu Nan's work and couldn't get out.Everyone seemed to have wandered to Tianmu Mountain.

There is no poem better than this one.Even Mr.'s own works, I don't think there is any better than this poem.

With all his strength he recited the last lines of the poem.

"Don't get too excited, there's more to come."

Everyone understands one thing, that is, Liu Nan, before the title of Poet Saint, also has the title of Poet Immortal.

Through his voice, it reached the ears of many people.

The Lushui is rippling and the apes are singing, and they climb the Qingyun Ladder. "

……

"Haike talks about Yingzhou, Yantao is weak and letter is hard to find.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a goatee stood up.

This title is because of the original song will enter the wine.

At this time, Ye Weidao also became excited.

I want to sleepwalk to Wuyue according to what the Yue people said, and fly across the mirror lake under the bright moon one night.

At this moment, He Hongzhang couldn't help standing up, and began to recite the sleepwalking Tianlao's farewell song.

This sleepwalking Tianmu chanting farewell is a veritable masterpiece through the ages.

Apart from these four words to describe, I can't think of any other words to describe this poem.

The content of this poem is rich, tortuous, strange, and changeable, and its images are brilliant, flowing, and colorful, which constitute the romantic and luxurious sentiment of the whole poem.

Its subjective intention was originally to promote the rather negative idea of ​​"everything flows eastward in ancient times".

But its style is high-spirited and uplifting, unrestrained and unrestrained, with a kind of unyielding and unyielding spirit flowing through it, without any sense of depression. "