abnabooks Chapter 190
Chapter 190
Mingyue ancient square.
When the sound of Sikong nanqin sounded, the people were completely quiet.
As one of the four beauties in Zhongzhou, Lu Chang was born to write poems.
For a moment, people also wondered what kind of poetry Lu Changsheng could make.
Yesterday's, for heaven and earth, has shocked the world, and today people look forward to it even more.
But the poetry of love should not have much vision, right?
Well, I should!
People thought so.
In the ancient square.
Lu Changsheng pondered for a long time.
It's mainly that proposition composition is difficult to write.
If there is no proposition, a fair lady and a gentleman are enough.
Why do you have to make a proposition?
Adoration? Miss?
Lu Changsheng pondered.
After a while, he thought of an ancient poem he had read.
At that moment, Lu Changsheng spoke slowly.
"It's a long affair. It must have been planned and missed. Some people were jealous of moth eyebrows."
"Thousands of gold longitudinal buy phase, such as Fu, pulse, who tells this situation."
"Don't dance. If you don't see, jade rings and flying swallows are dust."
"Leisure sorrow is the most bitter. Don't lean on dangerous buildings. The setting sun is falling and the willows are broken."
Lu Changsheng spoke slowly.
This is a poem by Xin Qiji.
Xiangru Fu refers to Sima Xiangru.
The general meaning is that Gillian of changmen palace is looking forward to being called again, but she has made an appointment with Jiaqi, but she has been delayed again and again.
It's strange that she is too beautiful and jealous. Even if she spent thousands of gold to buy the famous Fu of Sikong Xiangru, who will tell her about it.
She adored Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, but dared not tell him.
However, in the immortal Xia world, there is no Si Kong Xiangru, no Liu Che, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, no Feiyan Yuhuan, and no Gillian guarding the changmen palace.
But even so, this poem is still beautiful.
And at this moment.
In the Mingyue ancient square.
The vision appears.
In the lobby, an illusory palace appeared. A beautiful woman holding a poem waited for her lover affectionately. The long Gate Palace was silent, lonely and lifeless.
In addition to this beautiful woman, everything, there is unspeakable loneliness and loneliness.
Her eyes were full of love.
She adored Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, but dared not tell him.
"Thousands of gold longitudinal buy phase, such as Fu, pulse, who tells this situation."
Soon, these visions disappeared.
People can't help but indulge in poetry.
Everyone saw Gillian in changmen palace, and everyone felt Gillian's love.
"Good! Good poetry!"
"It's worthy of being senior brother Lu. This level is much better than me."
"Although I didn't understand the meaning of this poem, I saw a vision just now. I probably understand."
"Elder martial brother Lu is worthy of being a contemporary literary saint!"
"But no, elder martial brother Lu, the title of nanqin fairy is love and miss. You don't seem to answer the question?"
Some people are curious. Although they know that Lu Changsheng's poems are excellent, the problem is that they should not be asked.
But just then, a voice sounded.
"What do you know? Elder martial brother Lu wrote this poem for Linglong saint. Isn't the saint's title love and dare not?"
Someone opened his mouth and woke up the dreamer with a word.
In an instant, everyone was stunned.
Obviously, it was the nanqin fairy who invited Lu Changsheng to write poetry, but Lu Changsheng actually wrote poetry for Linglong Saint first.
This operation... Is a master of love.
The struggle between women is extremely terrible. Maybe whoever you pour a glass of water first can become the fuse.
Sikong nanqin took the initiative to invite Lu Changsheng to write poetry, but Lu Changsheng first wrote poetry for Linglong saint. What does that mean?
In a woman's heart, this means that the exquisite saint is better than Sikong nanqin in his heart.
And Sikong nanqin can't be angry, he can only be jealous.
You lose face when you're angry?
This move is absolutely exquisite.
Hiss!
Ziqing Shengzi was the most shocked. At the same time, he recalled that elder martial brother Lu didn't understand women. For a moment, Ziqing Shengzi couldn't help being silent.
What really doesn't understand women is not Lu Changsheng, but himself.
Tall buildings, elegant rooms.
When Linglong Saint heard Lu Changsheng's poems.
I was not surprised.
Sikong nanqin took the initiative to meet Lu Changsheng to write a poem. To tell the truth, she was not very happy for some reason.
But when Lu Changsheng made this poem, Linglong Saint somehow felt extremely happy in her heart.
However, she did not know that ruthless she, at this moment, had emotions.
"Younger martial sister yunrou, I wonder if you are satisfied with this poem?"
Lu Changsheng chuckled.
To tell the truth, he doesn't know Sikong nanqin at all. When the two women compete, Lu Changsheng will naturally choose to help the people he knows.
How beautiful can Sikong nanqin be?
I'm not a soft eater.
Let yourself write poetry?
You're teaching me to do things?
"Younger martial sister likes this poem very much." Linglong Saint opened her mouth and listened to her voice inexplicably, a little shy.
Hiss!
For a moment, the monks up and down the ancient square couldn't help taking a breath of air conditioning.
"Please don't suck, I can't breathe." Wang Fugui was a little too fat because of his practice, so he couldn't breathe.
The crowd was silent, and soon a strange voice sounded.
"Elder martial brother Lu, please write a poem for others. After all, I'm your admirer."
The voice of Sikong nanqin was a little angry, which made countless monks look embarrassed.
Although Lu Changsheng wrote poems for Linglong Saint first, he would not deliberately lose the face of Sikong nanqin.
After all, if you really provoke a woman, the consequences are terrible.
In a word, women are not easy to provoke. Once they are provoked, they must be ruthless. Even if they destroy flowers, they can't hurt themselves.
Cough!
With a slight cough, Lu Changsheng almost thought of the second poem.
"Don't cherish the gold wisp clothes. Don't cherish the youth."
"If you have flowers, you must fold them straight. Don't wait for empty branches without flowers."
"The blue sky is cloudless, the moon is like a candle, and the dew weeping pear flowers are as white as jade."
"Zi Gui cries till dawn all night, and the beauty sleeps alone in the empty room."
Lu Changsheng opens his mouth. This is Bai Juyi's masterpiece.
The original text was very long. With the literary self-restraint of these people, Lu Changsheng felt that they could not understand it, so he took out the beginning.
The general meaning of this poem is to live a good time.
If you love, don't miss it.
When flowers bloom, they must be folded straight. Don't wait for empty branches without flowers.
Well, very neat.
Alas, propositional poetry is so troublesome that almost all the ink in my stomach will be hollowed out.
I still don't want to attend such parties in the future. After all, I have to save some for the fairyland.
What if the friars in the fairy world have high literary self-restraint?
How can I beep if I don't hide some private goods?
At this moment, Lu Changsheng finally understood why when he was young, his elders always asked him to read more books.
Sure enough, reading can change fate.
Literate people, when they see the beautiful scenery, come to a song, the green mountains on both sides of the Strait come out relatively, and the lonely sails come to the edge of the sun.
Seeing the snow, I'll sing a song. It should be that the immortals are crazy drunk and smash the white clouds.
Can this not beep?
How is this inappropriate?
If you don't read some books and see the snow, the snow is really fucking beautiful, beautiful, beautiful!
No more culture, that's the sleeping trough.
Uh?
Why don't you blow?
What are you doing?
Have you finished all the poems? Why don't you blow it?
Suddenly, Lu Changsheng noticed that it was quiet and no one blew.
But the next moment, Lu Changsheng knew why.
Above the escalator.
A stunning woman in blue appeared in the eyes of everyone.
Sikong nanqin appeared.
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Keke, I negotiated with the moderator and did an activity in the book review area.
[the first plot story competition] - [the first autobiography competition]
The request will be announced in the book review area. The first prize is 500, the second prize is 400, and so on. There are five places! There are both QQ reading and starting points, so a total of ten people will win the prize.
Friends with literary talent can have a try! Don't say my literary talent is poor. I think Wang Fugui's poetry is really good!