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Relics of Time and Space Chapter 60 Poetic and Picturesque

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    But this feeling actually exists in my own consciousness. Is this just shyness, and I feel this wonderful feeling even when I solve it by myself?  It's so amazing.  Shen Congliang had to admire human physiological structure.  At this time, there were waves of warm applause again. Shen Congliang turned around and saw the crowded crowd on the first floor. The uproar, thunderous applause, and flattering smiles, a picture of the various states of the human world, unfolded without warning.  present in front of you.  Following everyone's gaze, the graduate student on the stage was talking enthusiastically and continuously. From time to time, he made gestures with several women with his hands, like an explorer of ancient cultural relics, caring for the women in front of him with extremely careful hands.  He was a pleasant person, his eyes were so serious and focused, as if he was the only one in the world.  Shen Congliang looked around for a long time, but he didn't find Yuan Gengshuai's figure. He thought to himself that this kid didn't take charge of the overall situation. Where did he go? Maybe he went to the toilet. In the VIP area in the distance, Tao Chuanzong was holding a folding fan and a deflector.  The fat middle-aged man lowered his head and whispered to each other, thinking if he could escape now, then when would he wait.  If there was another passage, Shen Congliang would not bother to pass by the first floor. Even so, he reluctantly walked down. At the same time, he looked back at Lianxin, and then strode down.  As you go down, you can clearly see several pictures hanging on the top of the round platform, with a few poems written randomly on them. The ink is moist, and it seems that they were written not long ago.  The first painting on the left is a girl wearing a gauze dress as thin as cicada wings, with half of her huge breasts exposed, and the deep ravine is extremely eye-catching. She is sitting half-lying and half-lying on the bed. There are four lines of poetry written in the lower right corner: "A  Under the red jade curtain, the eyes are dim and the wine is weak; the hands are raised high and the body is turning, and the breasts are lifted up in ecstasy. "The second piece of empty white paper only contains four lines of poetry: "Pink fragrance and sweat wet the Yao Qinzhen.  , the spring melts the white phoenix paste; after bathing in the sandalwood, the dew flowers cool the purple grapes. "The artistic conception is far beyond the pictures and texts in the first picture. Its meaning is to let people open their brains and imagine as much as they can.  A beauty really appeared. Her pure white breasts were as delicate and smooth as Bai Feng paste. When Tan Lang "touched" her breasts with his hands after bathing, there were still glistening drops of water hanging on her breast peaks.  The above paintings have progressively more literary talents and more sultry artistic conception. They may be holding a poetry competition. The last one is an article: "The peaks are covered with snow, and the fragrance is moved to make the dew. They are like twin pearls. I want to be fragrant for the first time."  The bun is slowly rising, and the red stockings are often tied, but they still seem to be there. The autumn water is like a divine white jade skin. Do you know what it feels like? You can see the undressing of Luo Yi in the picture. I believe it is the most charming.  The flower stamens are bordered by slightly tortoise shells, and are decorated with small corals at the top of the jade mountain. The pine skirts are afraid of fading, and the back is silvery and breathless.  After taking a look at it, I had to admire the literati's pen and ink, which could be expressed vividly in words. I thought that these could only be understood but not expressed in words, but today I realized that I was a frog in the well. It was not that I couldn't express myself, but that I lacked literary talent.  Although these obscene words and clich¨¦s are not enough to be put on the stage, they are one of the essences of culture after all. Just like insects and plants living in the dark, they will die when exposed to the light, but they are also considered a member of life and worthy of our respect.  It can also be regarded as adding a touch of color to the long night, otherwise why would there be an alternation of day and night in the world.  "Now, I would like to ask Mr. Shen to write a poem for us." When Shen Congliang, who was tiptoeing and struggling in the crowd, heard this sentence, he felt as if he was struck by lightning. He froze in place for an instant. He was really afraid of what would come. I hid the incense in my home  How could Ge even walk like a thief, but in the end he could not escape the sharp eyes of the audience.  It is impossible to escape now, because with the graduate student's words, countless people surrounded themselves. It is obvious that his words are more effective than the imperial edict. All you have to do is worship him like a god. Your worship of him  It was a bit too much, Shen Congliang felt a little sad in his heart.  While he was cursing, the graduate student had already passed through the crowd and came to Shen Congliang. He bent down gracefully and said with cupped hands: "Master Shen, please." Shen Congliang wonders, do you deserve such respect? You haven't arrived yet.  Get out of the way. There is no need for bodyguards to clear the way. It seems that he does not have any imperial edict or Shangfang sword in his hand. You have been brainwashed too quickly. It seems that it has only been less than an hour since I went up, but at this moment, I  I was surrounded by people, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, receiving different looks from all directions.  "Haha, forget it, can I eat first and then discuss poetry and songs before it's too late." Shen Congliang said aggrievedly.  The graduate student almost laughed out loud. I don¡¯t think a resentful woman would bring you to suffer such injustice. After all, you are also the best in brothels, second to none, a loach that takes both black and white. Now that I see your embarrassment, should I get angry?  Tianjia, thinking of this, he said seriously: "I won't take up much of your time. Come, please"?Serve.  " Then he approached Shen Congliang and said in his ear: "Did I make a mistake in flattering you?  " Shen Congliang glanced at him sideways, thinking to himself, didn't you ask questions knowingly? There are still people in the world who pretend to be stupid and dumbfounded. It's like dodge someone's slap and ask if it hurts. It's so hypocritical. I thought I was bad enough, but I didn't expect it.  He seems to be an honest person, but he is not at my level. "I'll teach you someday."  "Shen Congliang said, looking at his baggage and the pity behind him. It was obvious that you did not take the photo at the right time. The graduate student laughed, patted his shoulder and said, "Next time, I will catch your butt.  , will never slap your hooves.  "As he spoke, when people weren't paying attention, he slapped Shen Congliang on the butt. Shen Congliang was completely speechless. Fortunately, he met him late, otherwise he wouldn't have had the prestige in the past few years. This is how he really hides his power and bides his time.  A pig will eat a tiger, and an expert will know if it is true. Next time, you should learn from him humbly. At this moment, someone has brought a pen and ink, and a board. It seems that he has done a lot of work. "Please.  "The graduate student showed himself to be a humble gentleman at this time. Under the gaze of countless eyes, Shen Congliang wrote: "In the past, I was arrogant and laughed at others, as if I was a river uncle and boasted about myself.  The wind, flowers, snow and moon hide the crouching dragon, watching the humorous things in the world.  ¡­.  " It was just when I was going downstairs that I saw the poems left by the literati, and I was inspired by the teasing of the graduate students. "The moon is hazy, covered by light clouds, the flowers are fragrant, wrapped in mist, and the willows are graceful and reflected in the clear water. What is their color?  , the late spring snow, what is its quality, the new cotton in early summer, what is its sound, the spring water tinkling, what is its environment,  After finishing writing, Shen Congliang threw the pen into the air gracefully, turned around gracefully, and said, "Thank you, everyone supports me."  ¡± He suddenly pointed his finger at the stage and shouted, ¡°All gone.¡±  "
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