813 Texts of the Ancient Battlefield

-Somewhere-

A certain day, a certain month, and a certain year

08：45 AM

The morning was just right, but unfortunately there was no sun, only dark clouds.

The two of them no longer have the strength to find fault with the weather, there are too many things that can make them complain in this place, and they have lost their interest in complaining.

It would be no exaggeration to say that this place is deserted.

"Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no one in Yangguan in the west. Min Suk said, "That seems to mean us, but unfortunately we didn't drink before." ”

"Oh, wandering to this place, are you still going to drink? Xiuxiang smiled, "I think it's not that we are people who have no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west, but we are surrounded by sound and horns, and in thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city." ”

"Where's the horn? Don't scare me! If you want to blow some trumpet, fight, and a bunch of wild people appear, you're going to scare me to death." ”

"Forget it, forget it, it's vast! The flat sand is boundless, and there is no one in sight. The river lingers, and the mountains are disputed. It is gloomy and miserable, and the wind is sad. The grass is dry, and the frost is like a morning. The birds do not fly down, and the beasts die in the flock. ”

"This one is even more terrifying, what kind of poem is this! This must be a sad poem written by some sad person, full of lamentation. Min Suk made a very funny expression, as if he was already shivering with cold.

Xiuxiang stretched out her index finger, shook her head with a lot of nature, and said with a smile, "This is, Li Hua's "Hanging Ancient Battlefield Text" in the Tang Dynasty, if it is desolate, it is desolate." If you say realism, it's realism. If there is misery, it is the miserable world of China. If you talk about wailing, hahaha, the whole text makes you feel what the cruelty of war is and the real wail. What the hell—"

"Stop, wait a minute, don't say anything, so many ifs, make me dizzy. ”

"Oh, so I'll—"

"Wait, don't bother, I'm not poetic now, really, nothing—" Minseok shook his head as well, like a pedant in ancient times

"It's a child's play! It's a pity! It's a waste! You know, you gave up a great opportunity!" Hideka laughed, "You almost became a poet." Whoa, believe it or not. ”

"I don't believe it. ”

"Many poets are unlucky, ill-fated, twists and turns, put to death and died, only to shed the famous sentences of the ages, I have not seen the ancients before, there is no reason for the west out of Yangguan, the snow hugs the blue pass and does not move forward, and there is a whining and mourning, Shu Dao is difficult, do you think it is all smooth sailing? by no means! It is very unsmooth, it is extremely miserable, so that they have become a generation of famous artists. Without a sense of life, how can there be a masterpiece. So, I should be able to become a famous person for a generation, but I will give you this precious opportunity. You see, I provided you with the material, the ancient battlefield, how - uh, how unique. ”

"It's so lonely, this kind of article, will you too?!" Min Suk sneered, "Can I interview you, a potential great poet who is selfless and virtuous, what makes you able to read this article, what makes you memorize this article, it really makes the villain puzzled, ah, I don't think I can understand it, because I think I must not understand." ”

"Who knows, sometimes don't ask why!

"It's exciting, because I just heard someone who said don't ask why, and asked me why. So, I don't really know. ”

"Because, there is no why. It is a miracle, it is grace, it is the favor of God, it is the choice of fate, it is an unusual trajectory, not everything in this world has a reason, because many things happen very strangely. ”

"Oh, it sounds bluffing, it's talented. ”

"Hahaha! Of course! Hey, hey, I'm so talented, I'm scared of myself. Xiuxiang said.

"Yes, I don't know if you scared yourself or not, you really scared me so much, when I heard what you said, hanging ancient battlefield, hahaha, my back is cold, you know? really, it's scary!"

But this exclamation in that is really suitable for the present. Xiuxiang said, "What I said is quite appropriate, really." ”

"What exclamation?" said Minshuo.

"Well, it's—"

"Why are you like this, I forgot for a while. Xiuxiang said.

"Wait a minute, I'll do a strong mental building. ”

"What kind of construction? Do you still need to wash your face and perm your hair to listen to me?"

"That's useless! listen to you, you have to be ready. Because ah, I always have a feeling that I regret listening to your words even more. ”

"Then I won't say it. ”

"Otherwise, because I don't listen to you, my heart is itching, and it's very uncomfortable. ”

"Hahaha," Hideka said with a smile, "This is the most highly rated of my words since I was born, and this must be the highest praise my words can receive." It's true. I was all flattered. ”

"Like, it's not a high evaluation, forget it, you can say it. ”