Chapter 43: Swing your hoe and dig into the wall

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, but I hope that people will be long and thousands of miles together!"

A poem fell, and Lu Changsheng slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were a little moist, and when he chanted the last line of poetry, he couldn't help but think of his parents who hadn't seen him for half a year, and he didn't know when they would come to Anguang City?

I didn't expect this young man to be so open-minded, and the overall artistic conception of the poem was portrayed very beautifully. Relatives who are far away from their hometown are the only sustenance for those who go out, and in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the bright moon shines on the earth, so that they can connect their hometowns thousands of miles away and intertwine each other's hearts.

For a while, even the four old men sitting on the stone bench had their eyes slightly red.

"Very good, young man, we need talents like you in Huaxia. ”

"You are the pride of our motherland!"

“......”

The four old men, you and I are red-faced, and they do not hesitate to praise their words.

Lu Changsheng just smiled, how could the poems that have been circulated in the parallel world through the ages be unsatisfactory?

"What about another song?" asked Li Bai tentatively. The other three elders all looked at Lu Changsheng with great interest.

There is also a poem called "Fu Ju after the first step", which is a seven-word poem, please taste it. ”

Lu Changsheng's words fell, and he slowly closed his eyes, and blurted out word by word following the artistic conception in the poem: "When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill white flowers after the flowers bloom." The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

Hiss~

The onlookers were cold behind their backs, and they always felt that someone would run out and stab themselves. It's really Lu Changsheng's poem that is too murderous.

The first two lines of the poem tugged at everyone's hearts.

Combined with Lu Changsheng's cold tone, mountains of corpses piled up seemed to appear in front of everyone's eyes.

A ruined city, the inside and outside of the city are full of golden chrysanthemums, countless silver armor scattered on the ground, under the reflection of the golden chrysanthemum, more dazzling than gold.

The four old men sitting on the stone bench were shocked in their hearts, and there were dense beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Unexpectedly, Lu Changsheng's last seven-character poem has a very different artistic conception from the previous two lyrics and songs.

It seems to be an overall bland verse, but it is full of solemnity. It felt like someone was choking your throat.

After being shocked, the fourth elder waved his sleeves to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead, and his eyes were full of approval.

"Little brother, take the liberty of asking, how much of a career are you this year?" The four elders couldn't calm the excitement in their hearts.

In Lu Changsheng's body, they saw hope, as soon as these three poems came out, I am afraid that the entire Chinese literary world will set off an uproar.

Those literary bigwigs who are in high positions and claim to be full of poetry will be beaten in the face.

"Twenty-two! A student at Tianxing University, a senior this year. ”

The four elders looked at each other and nodded tacitly.

has such a talent at a young age, if he is cultivated in the Huaxia Poetry and Literature Society, in a few years, I am afraid that the title of the first talent in Huaxia will fall to this young man.

Chinese culture has been passed down through the ages, and after the fall of the Shengshi Song Dynasty, there was a century-long war.

Over the past 100 years, the local culture of China has declined one after another, and countless cultural relics and poetry scrolls have been damaged and lost.

With a history of 5,000 years, the classics handed down by those ancient literati are almost extinct in this world. Poetry and song are even rarer, and now there is a young man whose talent is comparable to that of the eight families of the Song Dynasty, and the four of them will not let go of this opportunity.

"Little brother, do you have any plans to develop in literature after graduation?"

The four of them all cherish talents, but Lu Changsheng's future is really not a few people who have done it.

As the saying goes, a twisted melon is not sweet, and the matter of the Renaissance depends on Lu Changsheng's own wishes.

It is impossible for the four of them to hold a knife against Lu Changsheng's back every day and ask him to recite poetry, right?

"I don't have any ideas about that yet. Lu Changsheng refused unequivocally.

"Okay. The four elders all sighed lightly, with a look of regret on their faces.

However, after regretting, Tang Bo's expression became crazy, and he hurriedly got up from the stone bench, walked to Lu Changsheng's side, and said:

"Little brother, do you have a girlfriend now? I also have a granddaughter who looks like a water spirit, and is about the same age as you. Seeing that your face matches the eight characters very well, why don't I ask her to come to the community to meet you another day?"

Tang Bo saw that Lu Changsheng was silent, and kept squeezing his eyebrows.

Why did this old man look like he was disrespectful to the old man and give away his granddaughter? What kind of operation is this? Lu Changsheng looked at Tang Bo with a strange expression.

"Tang Bo, you old boy, Hugh has to dig the foot of the wall. The other three elders stood up, blew their beards and glared.

"Damn! You old and young, the little brother said that he was not interested in your literary club, I just cherish talents, and my granddaughter An Ran has reached the age of talking about marriage, why not?"

"Fuck your shit! What kind of calculations do you little old man have in his heart, we don't know? You actually want to swallow this young man, what kind of intentions do you have? Don't let your conscience be very bad!"

"Made! Can't I give my granddaughter a blind date? If you have the ability, you can also drag a granddaughter out to slip away? In addition, today's poetry conference is over, you are not residents of this community, leave quickly!" Tang Bo glared, his tone was resolute, he rolled up his sleeves, and there was quite a posture of fighting without saying a word.

"You! you... It's just shameless!" Li Bai, Du Pu, and Fan Zhongyan were angry and their faces turned red, and their bodies were trembling slightly.

"Coincidentally, I'm really shameless today!"

Tang Bo crossed his hands on his waist and spread his legs slightly, like a shrew scolding the street, and his tongue was fighting with the crowd.

"Smack!" the other three elders slapped their palms on the stone table, waved their sleeves, and walked out of the pavilion.

"Tang Bo, you old boy, don't want to see us again in the future!"

"Get out!" Tang Bo urged impatiently.

The third elder snorted coldly and walked straight out of the tipping community.

Even Lu Changsheng didn't expect that the four elegant old men who were still drinking tea and appreciating poems and lyrics just now looked like they were old-looking, and now they were actually talking rudely and throwing at each other's faces.

When the back of the third elder disappeared from everyone's sight, Tang Bo's face was like a bright smile again.

"Little brother, when do you have time to meet with my little girl? Or tonight! I called her to come back, she is in Anguang City now. ”

Damn, this old man is really here?

Could it be that there is something wrong with this old man's granddaughter's health, she can't get married, and she wants to find a young master to be a pick-up man, right?

I can't afford the train, and I don't want to buy a station ticket.

Thinking of the above possibilities, Lu Changsheng decisively rejected Tang Bo's request.

"Uh... That old man, there's no need for it, it's quite comfortable to be single. ”

Lu Changsheng scratched his head in embarrassment, he knew that he would not come to join in the fun.

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