The eagle-eyed old man named Dupu picked up the tea placed on the stone table in front of him, drank it in one gulp, and slowly spoke after thinking slightly;

"What is flying in the sky? a pile in the east and a pile in the west; could it be that the Jade Emperor built a golden palace? Sift lime, sift lime. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry! If Brother Dupu's talent is placed in the Great Song Dynasty, I am afraid that he will also be a generation of scholars. ”

"Brother Zhongyan, Brother Li Bai praised it falsely, I can't afford this honor. Dupu waved his hand and said modestly. But there were smiles on his face.

"Next, it's Brother Tang Bo's turn!"

The eyes of the three old men looked at each other, sitting on the old man due west, and even the tenants of the surrounding community were attracted by the poems that Tang Bo was about to chant next.

After thinking about it slightly, Tang Bo slowly opened his mouth: "Persuade you not to drink the second pot head, there is no way to eliminate the blush, so you will lower your eyebrows and go to your heart." ”

As we all know, Brother Tang Bo is known as a contemporary songwriter, and the lyrics he makes are really not comparable to people like us. ”

The third elder stroked his beard and savored the words that Tang Bo chanted just now.

Erguotou! How close to life! The poems written with the background of life are really endless.

Lu Changsheng stood outside the pavilion and heard the poems chanted by several people, and nodded slightly. The artistic conception of the poems is good, but compared with the "Tang Poems and Song Ci" that I obtained, there is still an insurmountable gap.

"How boring are the four of us, we always have to leave the opportunity to the juniors. Why don't we just pick out a young man to come up and compose a poem, and we'll give us some pointers?" the craggy old man named Li Bai proposed.

Tang Bo, Fan Zhongyan, and Dupu all nodded in agreement.

"I don't know if there is a guy who is willing to come up and recite a poem?"

The young people who were watching on the side took a step back, knowing that they had a few taels of ink in their stomachs, and let them compose poems, I am afraid that they will not be able to hold back a sentence for half an hour.

Only Lu Changsheng stroked his chin, walked straight up to the pavilion, and saluted the four old men.

"Yo! There is really a young man who takes the initiative, and he rushes to this courage, and he is very good for the old man's eyes. ”

Li Bai looked Lu Changsheng up and down and nodded approvingly.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, with a beautiful temperament, and a little ink in his stomach.

This was the first impression the four of them had of Lu Changsheng.

Maybe I can't really make a soy sauce poem.

"I don't know, what do the four masters want to use as a reference to compose poems?"

Tang Bo explained with a smile: "Little brother, don't mind, we are not borrowing things to chant poetry today, just say what poems you think of." ”

The other three all nodded, and secretly said in their hearts, if the difficulty is increased, I am afraid that Lu Changsheng will not be able to write even a single poem.

"That kid is ugly!"

Lu Changsheng turned his head and just saw two spring swallows playing on the edge of the pavilion, and sighed, with a hint of melancholy in his tone:

"A new song and a glass of wine, last year's weather old pavilion. When will the sun set?"

When the four elders heard the first sentence of Lu Changsheng's chanting, their expressions were shocked, and the teacup in their hands was also shaken out.

However, Lu Changsheng was still immersed in the artistic conception of the poem and couldn't extricate himself, and blurted out the second half of the sentences;

"Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar Yan returned. The small garden incense path wanders alone. ”

After finishing the words, Lu Changsheng shook his head helplessly and sighed, looking like he had seen through the world.

The crowd of onlookers opened their mouths wide. The four old men sitting on the stone bench had frightened faces, and their eyes looked at Lu Changsheng like ghosts.

Good words!

Wonderful!

Wonderful!

Wonderful!

The four elders couldn't use words to describe the words and sentences made by Lu Changsheng, and there were two words in their hearts: "Cow beer!"

Although the words and sentences contain the meaning of sadness and cherishing the time, they are really emotional and nostalgic. The alternating changes of the laws of nature reveal the lingering of beautiful scenery and unforgettable love events, and also reveal the infinite melancholy of the passage of time.

The level of this poem is beyond the reach of even the four of them.

I didn't expect this guy to be young, and Wenyun was actually better than the four of us.

"Young man, do you have a title for this poem?" Tang Bo obviously couldn't sit still.

As a lover of lyrics and songs, Lu Changsheng's lyrics and phrases are simply not too in line with his taste.

""Yuanxi Sha, a New Song, a Cup of Wine" is my word brand name. ”

Not bad, straight to the point, the finishing touch. It goes well with the words.

"I don't know if the words and phrases I temporarily borrowed from the scenery to express my nostalgia are in line with the appetite of the four masters?"

Wow –

The four old men shook and almost fell off the stone bench.

Temporary words.

At the same time, two frolicking spring swallows passed through the pavilion and attracted everyone's attention.

Helplessly, the flowers fell, and the familiar swallow returned. It turns out that this sentence still has this meaning. The fourth elder glanced at Lu Changsheng again.

To be able to use the scenery to make such hand-me-down lyrics and songs, this young man's poetic talent is probably extremely high.

"Little brother, have you usually written other poems?" Li Bai has even changed his title now, and with Lu Changsheng's level of literary rhyme, calling a little brother is not touting at all.

Lu Changsheng didn't deny it, just nodded slightly.

There are thousands of Tang and Song poems, and I really can't finish telling them in a day.

"Then little brother, can you give two more poems to come out for appreciation?" Fan Zhongyan asked.

"Alright then! I'll give you two more songs from my earlier years!"

Lu Changsheng also wanted to finish loading x and leaving as soon as possible, after all, the main purpose of today was to go out and get a haircut, and then drive around in a sports car to tease the girl.

Suddenly, there was silence all around, and the onlookers pricked up their ears to listen carefully, for fear of missing a word.

This lyric is called "When is the Bright Moon". ”

The four old men bowed their heads and signaled, and there were not a few poems about the bright moon narrated in the stars of the sky. I just don't know if Lu Changsheng's song is on par with the level of the previous song?

The four elders all twisted the teacups in their hands and savored the fragrant tea.

"Bingchen Mid-Autumn Festival, drinking and drunk, making this article. ”

Hearing the small preface blurted out by Lu Changsheng, the four elders affirmed the idea just now, and it was really a description of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The poems of the Mid-Autumn Festival, even the onlookers are not unfamiliar, it is nothing more than missing relatives and hometown.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. ”

The pupils of the four elders widened, the first sentence was so amazing, if the words and sentences in the back were all at this level, wouldn't it be better than the famous songs sung through the ages?

"I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, which is too high to be cold. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. ”

This son's talent is absolutely the first in the ages, and the artistic conception of this song is simply amazing!

It's not an exaggeration to say goodbye!

The local culture of China has risen, and it is only a matter of time before this juvenile dragon turns into a dragon.

The four elders all had an idea in their hearts, to cultivate this young man, and they were willing to be a pond.

And the crowd of onlookers were also shocked by Lu Changsheng's lyrics.

Although they don't know much about poetry, lyrics and songs, they can understand the ups and downs of the lyricist from these words.

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