But the question is, why does Xia E want him to write poems, or is Xia E also influenced by others?

glanced at Xia E again, and found that she seemed to be a little eyebrow with Shangguan Mingxin in her shyness, if Yang Tang still didn't understand that Shangguan wanted him to compose poems, then there was really a problem with his brain.

Shangguan instigated Xia E, Xia E instigated Duan Yibin, this series of associations, when Yang Tang was a little speechless, Zhang Qin began to coax beside him: "Since Xiao Yang also has this skill, let's have a song, a ......"

"Let's do it!"

"Let's ...... a song"

Dong Yun and Shangguan also made a fool of themselves. For a while, their circle was so lively that many tourists in the neighborhood looked at it.

Originally, even if many people coaxed the seedlings, Yang Tang could refuse mercilessly. But now standing on the top of Huanghuang Mountain, the cool breeze is blowing, even he is not exempt from vulgarity, there is a feeling of fluttering, and the whole person can't help but have an interest in chanting poetry or singing.

"Okay, okay, I'll make a poem, you listen!" Yang Tang raised his hands obliquely upwards and pressed them down, signaling Duan Yibin and the others to stop arguing, "cough, cough...... Write a poem about the mountains, right? Ahem, let me brew it!"

"Cut~~!" everyone despised in unison, and they almost gave the middle finger.

"Ahem, okay, I have a draft!" Yang Tang coughed again, "Listen up...... What's that?"

"You're going to read it quickly!" Shangguan Mingxin urged.

"This is ......" Yang Tang waved his hand at her, lowered his eyelids, and said slowly: "Tiptoe on the ancient cave of Pingdu, this body does not feel the clouds." Raise your eyes and look back, the sun, moon and stars are at my disposal. ”

The scene that was still a little noisy was silent for a while, and the needle drop could be heard, and everyone in the circle was shocked by Yang Tang's poem.

I have to say that people with a little knowledge have a commonality, that is, for art and literature, letting this kind of person write and sing may not produce any good works, but let this kind of people appreciate art or literature, they don't need experts and professors to comment on what is good and what is bad, especially the kind of excellent works that are outstanding in Qifeng, and they don't even need to compare with other works, people like them know that the work belongs to the top quack.

For example, even if he has only heard female songs and has never heard male voices sing before, as long as such a person does not comment with a clear conscience, he will have to applaud Pavarotti's "My Sun" once! As for what is good, he may not be able to say, but good is good, because his whole person is shocked, and there is no reason for it to be bad.

"Good, good poetry!" Zhang Qin was the first to shout.

Duan Yibin glanced at Xia E, who was a little stunned beside him, and gave Yang Tang a thumbs up and said, "Niu Wei!"

Dong Yun also clapped his hands and said: "Gao, this poem is one level higher than my previous poems, admire!"

Only Shangguan Mingxin pouted and said: "Hey~~ It's just average, it's almost like catching up with the rest of his works!" She had something to say, but in fact, she was talking about the two "Fortune Operator. Yongmei" uploaded by Yang Tang to the official website of the "Flower Appreciation Poetry Contest".

In Shangguan Mingxin's opinion, the song "Pingdu Mountain" written by Yang Tang is almost the same as the two "Bu Operator, Yongmei". But in fact, the difficulty of writing scenery is varied, and writing about mountains and flowers has its own difficulties, and it cannot be compared together. Moreover, even if it is written about the same thing, such as chrysanthemums, "the city is full of golden armor" and "more golden stamens are overflowing", on who is better in these two poems, it can only be said that the styles are very different, and each has its own merits!

Therefore, Shangguan Mingxin felt that Yang Tang's "Pingdu Mountain" was average, but her appreciation was not enough. For such a thing, Yang Tang smiled and didn't argue with her. It's like a Go master who makes a move that is inexplicable in the eyes of an amateur onlooker, who thinks it's not a good point, but looks back after the end game and finds that it looks like a clever move.

Of course, then again, if it is placed in ancient times, poetry is not good, this person will basically be half wasted, if the composition is not good, the imperial examination is basically hopeless, and it will be difficult for a person to get ahead in his life. Relatively speaking, there are a lot of modern industries, and if you want to get ahead, you don't need to stumble on poetry, after all, literature is not good, you can learn mathematics, physics and chemistry, if you can't do it again, singing, acting in movies, being a mechanic, joining the army, being a seafarer, etc., etc., etc., there are many ways, so Shangguan Mingxin's appreciation is not enough, Yang Tang will not laugh at her at all, after all, appreciating poetry and songs, most people's abilities are unsatisfactory, including himself, and it naturally doesn't matter "fifty steps and a hundred steps".

What's more, a civil servant boasts that he is proficient in poetry and songs, showing off in front of people every day, and from time to time sarcastically mocking those who don't understand half-understood.

"Lao Yang, I found that the two poems of you and Sister Dong have brought the interest of the big guys, why don't you sing a song together!" Duan Yibin had another bad idea at this moment.

"Singing, what song to sing?" Yang Tang was stunned.

"Naturally, it's a song that can relax your mood!" Shangguan Mingxin continued, "Don't you think that standing in this mountain pass, people have a feeling of wanting to fly!"

Yang Tang said casually: "You are talking about 'riding the wind and returning', right?"

"That's, that's it...... Hey, I didn't expect you to be so good at choosing words and making sentences!" Shangguan Ming couldn't help but be overjoyed, seeing that everyone was looking at her, she couldn't help but twist Yang Tang's arm.

"What are you doing?" Yang Tang glared at her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm used to it. Shangguan Mingxin hurriedly apologized. It is worth mentioning that she once said that there are a lot of dogs at home, but in fact, the dogs of the Shangguan family are afraid of Shangguan Mingxin, why? Because when she plays a little character from time to time, she will twist or kick the dog or something, and the dogs dare not follow the Shangguan lady because they have been trained from below, so they can only accept it, and gradually, they will be afraid of this hostess. In fact, if it was replaced by a wild dog and brought back to the house, according to Shangguan Mingxin's small temperament, he might have been bitten many times ago, and even rabies.

"Xiao Duan is right, let's find a song to sing and express our feelings......" Zhang Qin also agreed with Duan Yibin's suggestion, and he didn't forget to ask the remaining people, "What do you think?"

Dong Yun said: "It's okay to sing, the question is what song to sing?"

Zhang Qin asked, "Don't you have a song in your head?"

"There are quite a few, but the problem is that I can't find something suitable for singing right now for a while. Dong Yun said apologetically, "If you sing a song by the way, I'm afraid it will ruin the scenery!" This is true, singing sweet honey at the funeral will definitely be beaten to death, the so-called bad scenery is similar to this.

Duan Yibin and Xia E also scratched their heads when they heard this, obviously they didn't have songs that were in line with the times.

At this time, clouds drifted through the nearby foothills, which were thin and foggy, but after the layers were layered, they were like waves and tides.

"Look, the blue sea and blue sky are full of clouds!" Shangguan Mingxin shouted, pointing to the clouds.

Yang Tang pretended to be stupid and asked, "Where did the blue sea come from?"

Shangguan Mingxin glanced at him and said disdainfully: "It's a shame that you can still compose poetry, you have a little imagination, the mountains and forests are the blue sea!"

"Then I have..."

"What's there?" Shangguan Mingxin answered the fastest.

"Naturally, it's a song, didn't you just call to sing?" Yang Tang said.

"Isn't it??," Shangguan Mingxin was stunned, "So many of us didn't expect it, can you think of it?"

"It's not an old song from before, it's a new song I've written now!" When Yang Tang said this, there was no smug look on his face, but he looked at the eyes of the senior officer with a little mockery and provocation.

"New song? or your ready-made song, isn't it?" Shangguan Mingxin obviously didn't believe Yang Tang's words.

The other people looked at Yang Tang with little trust.

"Then I'll sing it first, you listen to it first......" As he spoke, Yang Tang looked around, but he didn't find a slightly suitable instrument for a while, "Okay, if you don't have a musical instrument, then I'll sing...... The sea laughed, surging the tide on both sides of the strait. Ups and downs follow the waves, remembering the present day. The sky is smiling, and the tide is in the world. Who loses and who wins, God knows. The rivers and mountains are smiling, and the smoke and rain are far away. How much do you know about the red world when the waves sweep away the red earth. The breeze laughed, but it made a lonely ......"

Before half of the song was finished, Yang Tang found that Zhang Qin and the others around him were sluggish again, so he stopped and stopped singing.

Within a few seconds, Shangguan Mingxin was the first to come to her senses, pouting, "What about the back?"

Yang Tang said: "I wrote this song now, and I haven't registered it yet!"

"Cut, stingy!"

But in fact, when Yang Tang was singing, he had already asked the Red Queen to transfer the lyrics to the Internet and take them to the official website of the Transmission and Development Bureau for registration.

"Teach teach, teach lyrics!"

"Yes, yes, hurry up and teach the lyrics......"

"I have to say, you are heroic enough in this song!"

"There's still no musical accompaniment!"

"It's unimaginable!"

When everyone was gossiping, Yang Tang took out a small book and wrote all the lyrics on it.

As soon as he finished writing the last word, before he had time to buckle the cap of the pen, the small book in Yang Tang's hand was snatched away by Shangguan Mingxin: "I am responsible for reading the lyrics, and everyone will use their brains to memorize it." ”

I have to admit that in my previous life, the song "A Laugh in the Sea", which was written and composed by Master Huang, was really a rare masterpiece of film and television soundtracks. A group of people quickly remembered not many lyrics, but they forgot the tune, and began to coax Yang Tang to take the lead in singing.

Yang Tang overlooked the foot of the mountain, looked at the clouds and tides that had not yet dispersed, and sang again: "The sea laughs, and the tide on both sides of the strait is surging." Ups and downs follow the waves, remembering the present day. The sky smiled ......"

Zhang Qin and the others hummed along, and after singing for a while, they changed to chanting after being familiar with the tune, until finally, everyone howled together.

"The ...... of laughter"

"Hum—"

When he sang this sentence for the second time, Yang Tang suddenly felt his heart throb slightly, and at the same time, he felt that the whole mountain behind him trembled slightly.

Isn't ......it? Hallucinations, right?

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