The rain just now was not heavy, and the number of tourists in West Lake did not decrease because of this. On the contrary, the air was fresher than before, with a moist feeling, and it was refreshing with a gust of wind.
Continue to visit around.
After passing a bridge embankment, the front suddenly became lively, as if some kind of event was being held, and there were many people inside and outside.
One of the voices sounded:
"Welcome all tourists to our beautiful West Lake. Today, our scenic spot is launching a poetry collection activity for you. You can write a poem about the beauty of the West Lake here. As long as your work is favored by our judges, you will get a lucky draw Opportunity, at least one free boat ticket can be obtained in the lottery, and our grand prize of 10,000 yuan can be won at the highest. Please show your talents by showing your face. Maybe your work will have the opportunity to appear on TV programs as scenic spot advertisements. At that time, we will have extra The reward is offered"
Poetry?
Lottery?
My sister was overjoyed, and put her arms around Lin Yuan and said, "The poem you just wrote on the boat looks pretty good, how about we just use that poem as a chance for a lucky draw?"
Lin Yuan: ""
I thank you on behalf of Immortal Su.
Write the most famous poem among so many poems in West Lake, and you plan to change here for a chance to win a lottery with a maximum reward of only 10,000 yuan?
"Don't hesitate!"
The elder sister urged hard: "Anyway, you are wearing a mask, so you won't be recognized by others."
The old mother next to her suddenly laughed and said, "West Lake's collection of poems for publicity should be a way to learn from Huashan. The other party relied on Huashan's swords in Shooting Eagles, and West Lake wanted to use the influence of poems to find another way."
Learning from Huashan?
Do you use literary works to promote the scenic spot? Lin Yuan's heart moved, and he suddenly smelled the prestige:
"Then let's sign up."
"I'm going to line up now."
My sister is very motivated.
In fact, many tourists at the scene were very enthusiastic, and there were a lot of participants in the event. From time to time, someone wrote a poem.
Soon it was Lin Yuan's turn.
Lin Yuan took his own form and was about to write, when his sister suddenly asked the staff, "Do you have a pen, ink, paper and inkstone?"
"some."
The staff was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and said with a smile: "Are you from Zhaozhou? Zhao people like to write with brushes the most."
The elder sister smiled and said, "We are locals."
The West Lake is not far from Suzhou City, and there is nothing wrong with the locals. Besides, the West Lake is on the border of Qinzhou. Every continent has a certain sense of belonging to this place.
soon.
The pen, ink, paper and inkstone are ready.
Most of the others filled out the forms with paper and rarely used pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Therefore, Lin Yuan's side attracted the attention of many tourists. Some people tried to look at Lin Yuan's face, but they couldn't see clearly because of the masks and hats.
No one was surprised.
Occasionally, there will be tourists who come to the West Lake with hats and masks, and even more exaggeratedly, they also match themselves with sunglasses, as if they are traveling with stars.
With a flick of the wrist.
Lin Yuan began to pick up his pen.
Without the slightest stagnation, a poem soon appeared in everyone's field of vision. The title was "Drinking the Lake on the First Sunshine and After the Rain":
[It¡¯s good to have clear water and shining water, and it¡¯s strange to see the mountains empty and rainy. ¡¿
[If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable. ¡¿
Just after seeing this poem, the expressions of the tourists around have changed, and the first reaction in everyone's heart is:
Good word!
Lin Yuan possesses a master-level calligraphy ability. Although he has not acquired the skill of mastering pens and flowers, the threshold for appreciating calligraphy is lower than that of painting. Besides, everyone can write. It's just that ordinary people can't tell clearly what is good and how good it is.
The second reaction is:
Good poem, this poem is great!
At the beginning, everyone focused on the words, so they didn¡¯t study the poems themselves for the first time. After all, it takes time to taste. However, when everyone came out of the beauty brought by the words, they fell into the perfect artistic conception of the poems in an instant. This beauty even goes beyond calligraphy itself:
The water on a sunny day sparkles;
?The mountains are empty in rainy days;
The comparison between West Lake and West Lake;
Contrast light makeup with heavy makeup;
Whether it is the beauty of appearance, artistic conception or even the beauty of the text itself, you can appreciate it from different angles!
"Damn it!"
"Cow!"
"This poem is really written by cattle!"
"However, I am uneducated If you write well, you can write poems even better!"
"Boss!"
"A master in the folk series?"
Immediately there was applause at the scene, and tourists applauded actively, one after another "fuck".
"Can I draw a lottery?"
My sister is eager to try.
The staff next to him looked amazed, and their attitude changed slightly: "Wait a minute, I'll ask the judges to take a look."
"I am here¡¡"
A middle-aged man next to him spoke, and he was the judge in charge of tasting this event.
It turned out that the judge was also attracted by the crowd, got up and came over, but when he saw Lin Yuan's poem, he was stunned!
Staff: "Can I draw a lottery?"
The judges couldn't laugh or cry: "Do I need to say this? It's also strange when it's sunny, and if it's sunny and rainy, you don't need to talk about it. The artistic conception alone is so beautiful. The last two sentences are even more amazing. They can be called famous sentences. This Brother is an expert, letting me judge is simply burying me!"
"Then you can draw a lottery!"
The elder sister ran over excitedly, but before she could make a move, Dayaoyao spun the lucky draw wheel and won a boat ticket successfully.
Um.
The lowest reward.
My sister's face turned pale all of a sudden: "You black hand!"
Dayaoyao looked innocent: "Didn't you hit it?"
All right.
Talking is better than Ru.
The big deal is to go back and take the boat again.
However, when Lin Yuan and the others left, the judge asked them to leave their contact information, and finally Lin Yuan whispered a word in the other party's ear.
The other party was instantly confused!
Lin Yuan took advantage of the fact that the other party hadn't recovered, and hurriedly dragged his family away.
Dayao Yao was curious: "What did you tell him?"
Lin Yuan said: "I am Xianyu."
My sister laughed loudly: "You actually reported your identity directly? No wonder his face changed immediately, and I don't know if he believed it or not."
Lin Yuan said: "If you ask for proof, you will know."
He deliberately exposed Xianyu's identity, just to ensure that this poem could be selected by the West Lake Scenic Area. Lin Yuan still understands the celebrity effect.
As for why not Chu Kuang?
Because Chu Kuang has never shown his face in reality.
Lin Yuan felt that the identity of Xianyu was safer.
Anyway, it doesn't matter whether Chu Kuang or Xianyu write poems.
As for why the identity was revealed, the reason is even simpler:
The passenger flow of West Lake is so terrifying, if this poem is adopted by West Lake as an advertisement, then it should be able to give Lin Yuan a lot of prestige in the final publicity.
Besides, didn't Chu Kuang also advertise for Huashan?
Why can't Xianyu advertise for West Lake?
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