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Chapter 30 030 A song "Luzhou Moon", which touches the hearts of the beauties
[030. A song "Luzhou Moon", which touches the hearts of the beauties]

Lin Qingyin pondered for a moment, then spoke again:
"This song uses the allusion of "chiseling the wall to steal light" at the beginning, which comes from "Xijing Miscellaneous Notes Volume II". It tells the story of Kuang Heng, a great writer in the Western Han Dynasty, who chiseled through the wall and read by the candlelight of the neighbor's house when he was young. Stories of writers."

"Followed by "Su Xi did not comb", a sentence from "Midnight Song", "Su Xi does not comb his hair, and his silk hair hangs on his shoulders". It describes the hard work of young people in studying."

"The first two sentences portray a poor family who studied hard for ten years."

"The words March, Haze, Orioles Flying, Grass Growing, and Catkins can be associated with "Fireworks in March in Yangzhou" in Li Bai's "Yellow Crane Tower Sending Meng Haoran to Guangling."

"The lovers on the bridge come and go, and the red medicine by the bridge sighs that the night is too long. These two sentences are adapted from the Southern Song Dynasty poet Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Slow Huaizuo Famous Capital", '24 The bridge is still there, and the wave heart Swaying, the cold moon is silent, reading the red medicine by the bridge, knowing who was born every year?'."

"Part of the chorus uses Nalan Rongruo's mourning poem "Huanxisha·Who reads the west wind and cools alone" written by Nalan Rongruo. '."

"In short, this song is full of allusions, full of talent, and every sentence is a stroke of genius. It is amazing and brilliant, and people have to be convinced."

Hearing this, Qian Muwen nodded in satisfaction.

"That's right, Mr. Lin is right! This song "Luzhou Moon" uses allusions throughout, and every sentence rhymes, almost magical."

"However, what I want to say more is that this song "Luzhou Moon" is different from many so-called national songs now!"

"Those national songs on the Internet now are made up of many ancient poems and verses, which make them unintelligible and disgusting!"

"However, the imagery of this song "Luzhou Moon" is completed in one go, and allusions are used throughout, but there is nothing blunt about it."

"This is the real national style song!"

"If you say that before, national style songs were just trails, and they couldn't stand on their own!"

"Then Qingyun Xiaoyou's song "Luzhou Moon" can be said to have created a new era of national style!"

"Little friend Qingyun has really elevated the national style music to a new level of style!"

The more Qian Muwen spoke, the more excited he became, and there was a rare dazzling light in his cloudy eyes.

He waved his hand excitedly:
"Thank you Qingyun for creating such a classic, and what's even more commendable is that it perfectly fits the classical and elegant charm of Luzhou."

"Luzhou got this "Luzhou Moon", and it should be a beautiful story through the ages."

After finishing speaking, old Mr. Qian Muwen stood up, walked tremblingly in front of Su Qingyun, and bowed heavily.

"Little friend Qingyun, thank you on behalf of Luzhou."

Seeing this, the other teachers didn't dare to be negligent, and followed suit one after another, bowing deeply to Su Qingyun.

"Thank you, student Su, for creating such a masterpiece for Luzhou."

This scene made Su Qingyun restless, and quickly helped Qian Muwen up:
"Everyone is serious, you really broke me like this."

Qian Muwen shook his head firmly, and said earnestly:
"Little friend, on the road of art, the master is the teacher!"

"With your talent, you can stand our worship."

Hearing Qian Muwen's words, Su Qingyun was a little apprehensive: "Old Qian, your reputation is too high, no matter what you say, you are an elder."

Seeing that Su Qingyun was a young genius, yet so humble, Qian Muwen felt even happier.

"Little friend, I have a granddaughter who is quite beautiful, with a good temperament and a gentle personality. Would you like to introduce me to you?"

After hearing this, Su Qingyun looked helpless: "Old Qian, I'm still young, and I don't want to get married so early!"

Qian Muwen said unwillingly: "My granddaughter used to be a college belle, she won't let you down."

Su Qingyun shook his head and said: "Men still have to put their career first, and I won't consider the matter of love for children for the time being!"

Qian Muwen sighed helplessly.

However, Lin Qingyin, a beautiful teacher at the side, had blushed to the base of her neck at some point, and her beautiful eyes would sneak glances at Su Qingyun from time to time.

It turns out that the beautiful teacher Lin Qingyin is the granddaughter Qian Muwen mentioned.

She was admitted to university at the age of 16.

Graduated with a master's degree at the age of 23.

Now working in Luzhou University.

In order to avoid suspicion, Mr. Qian never disclosed the relationship between the two in the school.

Lin Qingyin loves literature and is obsessed with learning.

Now at the age of 23, I have never been in a relationship.

This made Mr. Qian very anxious, and he also admired Su Qingyun from the bottom of his heart.

"Little friend Qingyun, if you can become my grandson-in-law, the life of this old man will be interesting."

Su Qingyun smiled lightly: "Mr. Qian, this kind of thing is about fate, you can't force it."

The two seemed to be chatting casually, but Lin Qingyin who was on the side felt ashamed and anxious.

But when she heard that Su Qingyun had no intention of having a relationship with a man and a woman, she felt a little lost again.

At this time, Yangmi on the side seemed a little jealous, grabbed Su Qingyun's arm, and said fiercely:
"Grandpa Qian, your business is over, we should go."

Qian Mu is an old man, so how can he not see Yang Mi's carelessness.

"Young girl Yang is jealous?"

"Hahahaha, then I, an annoying old man, won't keep you."

Qian Muwen smiled heartily and sent Su Qingyun and Yangmi out of the office.

After everyone left, Mr. Qian left behind his granddaughter Lin Qingyin.

"Qingyin, what do you think of Su Qingyun?"

Hearing this, Lin Qingyin's neck turned red, and he hesitated and said:

"Grandpa, I'm only 23 years old. Are you in such a hurry to marry me off? What's more, I'm two years older than Su Qingyun!"

Qian Muwen is not old fashioned. He knows that young people nowadays marry late and have children late.

However, some words are held in my heart, and I can't spit them out quickly.

"You silly girl, good boys wait for no one."

"Look at Yangmi. I was in a hurry just now. If you don't take the initiative, someone will snatch such a good boy away."

Lin Qingyin lowered her head shyly.

I don't even know what to think.

To be honest, she was not disgusted with Su Qingyun, and was even very curious.

It's just that it was a bit too sudden for the two of them to talk about their relationship after meeting each other.

What's more, Su Qingyun didn't mean anything to her.

"Grandpa, this kind of thing depends on fate."

Qian Muwen said with a stern face: "What fate? Men chasing women, separated by mountains, women chasing men, separated by layers of gauze!"

"Listen to my grandfather's words, if you like it, you have to take the initiative, contact and communicate more, and strive to win him as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Lin Qingyin was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground and sneak in.

"Bah, bah, grandpa, you are old and disrespectful."

After finishing speaking, Lin Qingyin fled the office like a gust of wind.

……

……

It was getting late, the banks of the Chaohu River in Luzhou, the stars were dotted, and the evening wind was blowing, it was very pleasant.

Under the shadow of the faint trees, a handsome man and a beautiful woman strolled along the river, like a fairy.

These two people are Su Qingyun and Yang Mi.

The two walked quietly like this. Although they were not lovers, the atmosphere at this moment was very beautiful.

"Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu"

"It won't stop until all the lights go out"

"You'll hold my sleeve"

"I'll put my hands in my trouser pockets"

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(End of this chapter)