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"This song should only exist in the sky, how often do you hear it in the world?"
Bai Yiyi is still chewing on the meaning of this poem, the more she chews, the more profound the artistic conception becomes.
Lan Xin suddenly laughed and said, "Did the little brother write this poem himself? It's really amazing."
Anyway, there is no such thing in this world, Yue Chen said cheekily: "That's right, it's true that I wrote it, but poetry depends on inspiration. When there is no inspiration, you can't think of anything."
Yue Chen has made up his mind. If he asks himself to compose poems again, it's fine if he can recite one or two poems. If he can't recite them, he will say he has no inspiration.
Lan Xin smiled and said, "This poem is extremely wonderful. But, I'm afraid there is only half a sentence, so why hide the other half?"
I met a good person, can you hear this?
Yue Chen felt something in his heart, seeing Bai Yiyi looking at him expectantly, and seeing his gaze sweeping over him, he immediately lowered his head again.
Bai Yiyi said softly: "My lord, is there another half sentence?"
The beauty's delicate voice made Yue Chen's vanity suddenly burst, and he subconsciously wanted to show off in front of her, he nodded slowly and said: "Yes, there is the first half of the sentence.
The whole poem is: The silk pipes in Jincheng are flooded day by day, half into the river and half into the clouds.
This song should only exist in the sky, how many times it can be heard in the world. "
Bai Yiyi followed up and said: "The silk pipes in Jincheng are flooded day by day, half into the river and half into the clouds. This song should only exist in the sky, and it can be heard several times in the world. Young master, you are really talented."
"Wonderful, wonderful." Lan Xin was overwhelmed and said, "I have read poems for many years, but there are too few poems like this one. This poem is enough to be handed down to the world. Little friend, you are really a great talent, a great talent."
Yue Chen was ashamed.
Vanity was greatly satisfied again.
Between these conflicts, Yue Chen smiled shyly, and said: "I'm overwhelmed, it's just an occasional burst of inspiration that makes everyone laugh."
Bai Yiyi said: "Mr. Yue is not only strong in cultivation, but also has such a brilliant literary talent. Yiyi admires it from the bottom of his heart. Please accept Yiyi's worship."
After finishing speaking, Bai Yiyi hurriedly saluted.
Yue Chen wanted to go forward to help, but he felt that there was a difference between men and women, and there was something wrong, so he stepped back and said with both hands: "Girl, please forgive me."
Bai Yiyi originally thought that Yue Chen was going to take advantage of her, but found that he took the initiative to retreat, and then realized that it was his subconscious action, and he was telling himself not to worship from the bottom of his heart.
Bai Yiyi couldn't help taking a high look at Yue Chen's character.
Moreover, this act is respect for oneself, which shows that in the heart of the other party, he is not that unbearable.
This made Bai Yiyi a little happy.
Seeing Yue Chen and Bai Yiyi flirting with each other, Wang Meng was overjoyed as he felt like he was in love with a concubine.
He knew that he had made the right arrangements.
Young people naturally like wine and beauty.
As for Bai Yiyi, it seems that she also has some meaning for Yue Chen.
Although I don't know if it's a fake, but why does Wang Meng care so much about Bai Yiyi's thoughts?
Wang Meng slapped Lan Xin, and Lan Xin smiled and said, "Little friend Yue is so talented, why don't you write a poem for Miss Yiyi as a souvenir. Even if you are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers in the future, you will still be able to see poetry as if you were seeing people.
Wouldn't it be wonderful. "
Yue Chen sweated profusely.
It's okay to read poems by yourself, but if you want to write.
Just relying on my own calligraphy that is not as good as that of beginners? Wouldn't it be embarrassing?
Yue Chen smiled wryly and said, "Well, no need."
After he finished speaking, Yue Chen found that Bai Yiyi was looking at him with piercing eyes. After he said the words of rejection, the other party's eyes dimmed inexplicably, obviously very lonely.
As if the soft spot in Yue Chen's heart had been touched severely, he blurted out a word inexplicably, "Okay."
After saying this sentence, Yue Chen immediately regretted it.
Writing poetry, I don't know how to do it at all.
I didn't prepare for a while, and I didn't know which poem to recite.
"That's great." A bright smile suddenly appeared on Bai Yiyi's face, and the whole room seemed to be much brighter.
This smile was completely different from the previous one, and Yue Chen suddenly realized that this was Bai Yiyi's most authentic smile.
She was delighted from the bottom of her heart.
Do you care so much about so-called poetry?
Yue Chen was a little speechless.
However, since this point has been discussed, Yue Chen naturally can't give up halfway.
Fortunately, in my previous life, I not only received nine years of compulsory education, but also went to high school and university.
I haven't recited many poems, but I have recited a lot for the college entrance examination.
Yue Chen said: "Why don't you let me write the poem and Yiyi you write it, how about it?"
Originally, Yue Chen's poems would naturally be written by Yue Chen himself.
Just when Bai Yiyi didn't know whether to refuse or agree, she heard Yue Chen say again: "Let's treat it aswe cooperate."
Do you cooperate?
Bai Yiyi actually had an inexplicable joy in her heart, she nodded and said: "Okay."
Lu Luo stepped forward to rub Bai Yiyi's ink, but Bai Yiyi pushed her away.
She took the paper herself, ground the ink, and prepared all the paper before looking at Yue Chen eagerly.
At this time, a poem also appeared in Yue Chen's mind, he walked slowly and said softly: "How deep is the courtyard, the willows are piled up with smoke, and the curtains are countless.
? At Yule Diao'an Youye, the building is so tall that you can't see Zhangtai Road.
? The rain is blowing and the wind is mad at the evening of March, the door is closed at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring.
Tears asked the flowers without saying a word, and Luan Hong flew across the swing. "
Yue Chen read very slowly, but Bai Yiyi wrote very seriously.
As I was writing, tears poured out inexplicably and dripped onto the white paper.
The rice paper is soaked, and the ink is messed up
Isn't this poem describing yourself?
The courtyard is deep, how deep is it? Yangliu Yiyi, pieces of smoke are flying up, and there are many layers of curtains.
The luxurious carriages and horses stopped at the place where the nobleman was having fun. She climbed up the building and looked into the distance, but she couldn't see the road leading to Zhangtai.
?The spring is coming to an end, the rain in March is accompanied by strong winds, and no matter how heavy the gate is to cover the evening scenery, it will not be able to retain the spring.
With tears in her eyes, she asked Luohua if she knew my heart, Luohua remained silent and flew out of the swing in a chaotic manner.
This is the truest portrayal of myself.
Bai Yiyi affirmed that this was Yue Chen's tailor-made poem for himself.
This son, he actually saw through his own heart.
Why is he so special and understands people's hearts so well.
Is he pitying himself?
Bai Yiyi's heart was full of emotion.
In this Qingxiang Building, I have seen too many people coming and going, but Yue Chen is the first person who really understands himself.
?Tears dripped drop by drop, cigarettes curled up in the whole room, and there was no sound.
Bi Yufu and others also watched this scene in astonishment.
At the same time, they were slowly savoring Yue Chen's poems.
Bai Yiyi knew that she couldn't cry, no matter how sad she was, she would face the guests with a smile.
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