Niu Fei Zai Xia

This, this poem will be written by them? The talented woman is simply unbelievable.

the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

For Mo Xizhen, such an imposing opening sentence is hard to say that only life is only seen, but it is definitely a very good starting point. Only by listening to this sentence, we know that it is enough to transcend the artistic conception of Mo Cai’s whole poem.

In her understanding of the Yangtze River, the Yangtze River is a description of a certain river. The long river of water did not cause any doubts.

The sound of the piano is only an aid. The focus is on the war-torn, over half-hundred-year-old Hong Lao’s heavy voice, and the poetic lyrics are vividly displayed.

Wu Hao has just sang the playful "Laughter of the Rivers and Lakes". Everyone has been emotionally rendered by the girl's playful singing. As a result, the old life of Linjiangxian has reached the extreme, as if suddenly all the people were shocked to see the world. boundary!

The contrast is huge, the world goes! Wu Hao intentionally pave the way to sing, greatly increasing the emotional appeal of Lin Jiangxian.

On the platform where there was no murmur in the whole field, the old general sang a deep voice and said: "The success or failure of the singer is ~~~ Qingshan is still in the ~~~ several sunset red~~~..."

The turning point of the old general's voice is definitely not as good as that of a young girl, but it is more able to give this singer a feeling of fullness.

Not as good! Absolutely worse! When these few sentences are out, the only woman who is cherished in her heart is no luck: her poetry is completely inferior to this one! This is not a realm at all!

Compared to the shock just now, she slowly sat down at this moment.

Because you don't have to be surprised, things are forgotten. The famous woman who was so famous, she lost to the woman of the sickle door on the spot!

Who made such a good poem? ! Mo Cai’s woman thought about it, but she did not care to look at Zhang Jian’s door.

Because the old singer sang this poem, she has already hooked her heart, for fear of misreading a word and a sentence.

Under the stage, everyone’s atmosphere is not dare to come out, for fear of sending out a little bit of noise from the old generals on the stage.

Even the narcissistic son Zong Zhilian was shocked by the fan for a long time.

There were a lot of old warriors in the audience. At this time, the heart gradually evaporates and feels like a weeping.

In the audience's silence, the old general's singing continued: "White hair fishing on the river ~~~~ used to watch the autumn moon spring ~~~......"

The inspection led Li Daoming to subconsciously touch his half-white hair, and his heart longing to see if he could break away from the rivers and lakes. How can it be a hermit who does not ask the world as a poem description?

Many seniors who have been under the ages or who have suffered psychological blows have similar feelings. A longing for a dust-free death is faintly raised in the heart.

"A pot of turbid wine meets..." The tone of the old general gradually rises, and his mood is high and he sings: "How many things in the past and the present~~~ are all laughter~ talk~~~~!"

A short "Lin Jiang Xian" was sung in the mouth of the old general, and the vibrato of the string was not rested.

The whole audience has been silent for a long time, as if everyone is still recollecting the last sorghum [to pay attention to laughter].

What an atmosphere!

What a sudden!

Although the lyrics are short, they give a long feeling. This is the excellent effect of this poem. The older the person, the more able to feel the appeal of this first word.

Life is short and reminiscent and long, a contradiction and full of philosophical experience.

Many people have already filled their tears and remembered the old friends who are in the midst of ......

"唉————" The old general Hong Shouting sighed with a long sigh.

Min Yunjiao and other women have seen the manuscript many times earlier. At this moment, I listened to the same song sung by the old general. I didn’t feel a little bit greasy. I just thought that I wouldn’t create a sense of the world.

The old general reached for his waist and slowly pulled out something.

嘶——————

A burst of fire blew the sound of the fire.

The guqin's wood is dry and hard to burn.

The crowd exclaimed, the old generals in the ring actually took out the fire and lit the piano!

"My old friend... the old man can't hang, but with this piano, comfort this song for you!" The old general was full of tears, and the flame of the beloved Guqin grew bigger.

The heart is not painful.

Only hurt.

Everyone in the room saw the old general, and they were shocked first, but it was not surprising.

No one is blocking the front.

This is not the auspicious man who burned the crane, but the noble act!

Many warriors who have lost their comrades-in-arms agree with them.

That's it!

This is the only way to be righteous!

So you can send it to me!

It’s a perfect match for the Guqin, which has just played such a superb song!

Qu Biqin burned! Qi Guo has had a beautiful conversation since then...

The old general stood up and watched Guqin turn into a blackened heart on the piano seat. The strings were broken and the old arms were a little comfort.

He raised his hand to the sky, muttered in his mouth, and did not know what he said to the late comrades in the dark.

For a long time, there was a round of applause and a good voice.

"Great, wonderful poetry!"

"The old general sang well!"

"The sword of the sword is better than Lin Jianmen!"

The old general prayed, and went to the Sword Gate, and prayed to several girls: "The old husband represents the late comrades and thanked the girls."

"The old general is very polite." Jin Yunjiao and other women quickly got up and let go, and did not dare to be stunned by him.

The girls noticed that although the old generals were red in their eyes, they did not leave tears in their heroes.

After the war, he is indeed a tough guy who sheds blood without tears. He can still hold his eyes in tears when he feels so sad.

"This song, this song, will be spread all over the world after today." The old general arched: "So, you wait for the sickle door to naturally win the second game..."

"The old general is slow!" Xuanwu female suddenly sent Wei Ling's voice from behind. ~www.readwn.com~ I saw the Xuanwu female slowly said in the seat: "I suspect that this woman is only a fake. The woman will take out the poems of others and deceive the generals and the feelings of the people."

She deliberately concealed the mysterious power in her voice, and both of them were clear and clear.

Not to mention that she said so, it really makes many people wonder.

Yes, this poem has a profound skill and contains many realms of seeing through.

Look at the little girls of the Scythe Gate, most of them are only 14 years old. How can you make such a good sentence?

"Wei women will say that there is reason. Even my shallow woman who is fluent in poetry and poetry, I think you are very suspicious." Lin Chaoying came over.

Her words are humble, but it is a slap in the face.

"You are bloody!" Jin Yunjiao and her two girlfriends were furious.

Mu Qingya, who has always had a good temper, is also awkward.

"Miss Lin Da, Ming people don't say whispering. I want to mix a pool of water to fish, this way everyone knows." Wu Hao thought about a turn, but deliberately frowned: "Talk about what you are thinking about If you come to trouble, let's talk about it."

I can't think of the other person actually knowing that it is a trap and I have to jump in. Lin Chaoying huh, huh, and he made a burst of laughter: "Do you still dare to fight in this country?"

In this way, the second game will be ruined. Lin Zhaoying is proud of his heart.