"Don't you want to see it, why are you coming along!" Seeing Tang Chen following closely behind him, Zhao Xiaoshi turned her head and snorted coldly.

"What did Senior Sister say, it was my honor to be able to visit your room, how could I not want to!" Tang Chen patted his ass.

"Less sycophants!Please come in!" Zhao Xiaoshi rolled her eyes, pushed open the door and walked in.

This is a very classical room renovated. Although it is not as luxurious as Tang Chen's room, and it is not as beautiful as the "fairy tale world", it gives people the feeling of being in that kind of "strange woman" room.

The reason why Tang Chen felt this way was because on both sides of this room full of classical charm, there were not some kind of star posters, nor were they landscape paintings, but two very exquisite poems hung on the table.

On the left is a poem: The wind lives in the dust and the fragrant flowers are exhausted, and the day and night are tired of combing the hair. Things are people, and they don't have to do anything, and tears flow first. It is said that Sungai spring is still good, and it is also planned to go on a light boat. I am only afraid of the Shuangxi boat, which cannot be carried and has many worries.

Although the author and title are not indicated on it, it is difficult for Tang Chen, who loves poetry and has been a man for two lifetimes. This is the "Wuling Chun" by Li Qingzhao, a female lyricist of the Song Dynasty, who is known as a generation of strange women.

Li Qingzhao, everyone is very familiar with her, and she has also learned a lot of poetry from her in her previous life, and she is known as the most talented woman in ancient and modern China. This song "Wuling Chun" can be said to be one of her masterpieces. This deep woman, who was born in a high-ranking official family in the Song Dynasty, but suffered from war and turmoil, and her husband also died young, has written countless praises.

On the right is a modern poem:

I said you are the April day of the earth

The sound of laughter lit up the wind on all sides, and it was light

Dancing and changing in the glory of spring

You are the clouds in the early April sky

The dusk blows the soft of the wind

The star flashed unintentionally

Drizzle in front of the flowers

That light, that graceful

You are, Xianyan

You wear the crown of flowers

You are naïve, solemn

You are the full moon of the night

The goose yellow after the snow melts

You're like, fresh budding green

You are tender and joyful

The water floats in your dreams, looking forward to the white lotus

You are the blossom of a tree

It's a swallow, murmuring between the beams

-- You are love, warmth, and hope

You are the April day on earth!

This modern poem, which does not indicate the author and title, Tang Chen is no stranger to it at all. Because it is the "April Day in the World" by Lin Huiyin, a strange woman of the Republic of China. At the same time, she is also the confidante of Xu Zhimo, a great poet of the Republic of China.

Tang Chen didn't want to judge what kind of person Lin Huiyin was, and he didn't care what kind of relationship the three famous men of the Republic of China, Liang Sicheng, Xu Zhimo, and Jin Yuelin had to do with her, or the unknown insider. But it is undeniable that she can indeed be regarded as a "strange woman".

In their previous lives, because Tang Chen and Huang Qingya liked poetry very much. And they usually like to write some small poems and small words, so they will inevitably talk about some famous poets and lyricists in ancient or modern times. And because they were confidants at the beginning, the most talked about will of course be the "strange woman" of the Republic of China who is closest to us, Lin Huiyin.

Of course, the other is related to the young marshal and is known as Miss Zhao Si. It is also a figure they often discuss. No matter what people from the outside world say about her, she finally got what she wanted, and she didn't leave any regrets, didn't she?

"Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. Tang Chen had already come to the room at this time, staring at the poem "Wuling Chun", and he couldn't help but think of another poem by Li Qingzhao. It's a very apt way to describe her in this sentence.

Tang Chen looked at the song "April Day in the World" on the other side, and couldn't help but think of the elegy that Jin Yuelin wrote to her at Lin Huiyin's memorial service, and he sighed: "A poetic Qianxun Waterfall." April day in the world through the ages!"

"The junior brother is really talented! He is worthy of being a famous "great poet" in our school, not only can he recognize at a glance who these two poems are from, but he can also casually say classic sentences to comment on them, senior sister, I really admire them!" Zhao Xiaoshi, who had already put down her schoolbag, couldn't help but turn around and look at him after hearing Tang Chen's two words just now, and said in a tone of great admiration.

"Senior sister praised it, I just read some more books about poetry. Compared to the vision of the senior sister, the junior brother is still far behind! Look at the books on your bookshelf, which one is not a classic?" Tang Chen said modestly.

The reason why he talked about that bookshelf was specifically mentioned. It's because he's already got some of the titles on those books. The bookshelves, which are not small, are not only full of some ancient and modern Chinese and foreign poetry works, but also some Chinese and foreign masterpieces.

He glanced at it casually and saw some familiar names. For example, we are very familiar with "Three Hundred Tang Poems". There are also some selected poems of the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties. Of course, the most conspicuous is Nalan Xingde's "Drinking Water Words", as well as Li Qingzhao's "Selected Poems of Li Qingzhao".

This is only Chinese, in fact, there are many foreign ones. For example, the poetry collection of the great British poet Byron, the great Indian poet Rabindranath Tagore's "Birds" and so on.

Seeing such a scene, Tang Chen could be regarded as a reborn person. I don't dare to hold it up here.

"Oh, do you mean the books on this shelf? Actually, most of the books on this shelf were bought for me by my dad when he was alive. Many of them are foreign books, and I still can't read them, so they just look good here. Zhao Xiaoshi walked to the bookshelf and said generously and calmly.

"Senior sister doesn't have to be too modest. At this time, after visiting your room, I suddenly felt extremely inferior. Because I'm a little too cheesy compared to your life pursuits. Tang Chen spread his hands and said with some self-deprecation.

He was telling the truth, not blind sycophants. Looking at Zhao Xiaoshi's room with classical charm and full of bookish atmosphere, Tang Chen felt that his "luxurious" room really looked very tacky!

"Younger brother doesn't have to be presumptuous. Actually, I just wanted to have a quiet and elegant learning environment, and I usually like to read some extracurricular books, so I asked my mother to make such an environment. How do you put it? It should be a difference in pursuit, so the state of mind will be different. For example, I like to read quietly and write something, so I will make this style of decoration. But I also like fairy tales, so I really like the "fairy tale world" on the sixth floor. “

"If a person likes to enjoy, after all, there are also those conditions, then he will decorate it a little more luxuriously. These various aspects of decoration are purely personal hobbies, and you can't say that what others like is different from your own, just say that others are vulgar, what do you say?" Zhao Xiaoshi's voice was crisp and beautiful, and she spoke eloquently on the side. (To be continued.) )