Xi Qing walked into Taichung: The distant mountains are verdant, and I want to see through them, but I can't beat you in front of the mountain, and the corner of your eye is bent for only a second, but it is in my heart,

You say that you are blue, but the world thinks that you look better in golden clothes, and you are so angry that you pout, and your face is round.

You have been angry for several days, but the world prefers your round face when you are angry, and hates the curved curve when you like it.

They use poems to describe your beauty, when is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, but I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace? The moon is cloudy and sunny, and they say you look best when you are round.

You are drunk, you puff up your face to the ground, you are infatuated with the beautiful admiration in the poem, the heavens on earth, dancing and whirling,

I don't know that you broke into the cold palace, the floating clouds envy your beauty, cover your face, you think of returning every day, full of coolness, you can't roll up in the jade curtain, the cold dew pounds the clothes and anvils on the upper body, and when the west wind arrives, you will be alone: people are thinner than yellow flowers.

Sigh your tears, sigh that you can't sleep alone, poor upstairs clouds wandering, you are still a grudge.

Resentment! Should I take a look away from the makeup mirror? The beauty is in the dust. You are heartbroken and sigh softly! I remembered that the old man had a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows. I frowned, but I was in my heart!

Go to the candle room, that is, the moon hall; Fangjiu Deng, Mingqin recommended. Don't chase flashy, a thousand lights will change at night!

The bath is amazing, the wails everywhere, the floating clouds sigh, Chang'e is the companion, from then on she has the neon dress blowing in the wind, and you have the sheng song and the swallow dance. The phoenix bird also nests and groans, and there is no wolf smoke for thousands of miles!

The Moon Palace becomes your home, the floating clouds are your husband, hugging the world, and the sky is bent; When the husband went out, he thought lightly, the Milky Way was nine thousand, called the white jade plate.

The moon is cloudy and sunny, and you have gentleness and kindness.

Regardless of the lack of the moon and the full moon, it doesn't matter what year the acacia is!

Resentment and sighing, love and thought, love and hate, laughter and sweetness, if you first see life, even the branches of the day wish!

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Xi Qing's poems have been recited, and the aftermath is still there, as if the goosebumps of everyone present have all exploded, and they are silent for a moment!

The entire auditorium was filled with echoes of microphones!

Wow.

As soon as this poem came out, of course, it was shocking!

Hua Shenghai was stunned when he heard half of it! Wen Ye and Xiao Lu Xiaojuan of the Writers' Association were also dumbfounded!

Wonderful, this poem is full of momentum, even surpassing Su Shi's water-tune song back then.

Blue Phoenix thought that Xi Qing's poems would be painless, but this one has to be a five-hundred-word poem, it's, it's too exciting. From the wind in front of it, it slowly warms up like a boiled frog, slowly renders, and in the end, it drives all people's feelings, and finally it is a big explosion, a big bang, quite a story, quite charming, like a TV series, with that immersive sense of picture!

Strong, too strong, this person should only be in the sky, how many times can there be a few times in the world!

Don't talk about them, you can know from looking at the atmosphere of the whole scene, all the audience sitting below is counted as one, and there is no sound all of a sudden, even the host Bian Xuejing was stunned and forgot to open the microphone, she stared straight, and the microphone in her hand fell off the palm of her hand without realizing it at all, until the microphone fell on the red carpet on the stage and made a heavy muffled sound, she came back to her senses.

Then everyone was pulled back to their bodies by this sound, as if they had just climbed down from the moon in the sky in Xi Qing's poem!

Syllable.

The shouts suddenly exploded!

"Good words!"

"It's so wet."

"I'm going!"

"Oh my God! What did I hear! ”

"Stroke of genius! What a stroke of genius! ”

"Awesome! This song is simply awesome! There is no one before this, and I am afraid that there will be no one in the future. ”

"It seems like it's worth it today."

"Idol, idol, Xi Qing is my idol, who said that poetry is not as good as dance, now, if you are not convinced, go up and dance a dance, I want to see whose dance is better than this song!"

Some fans of Xi Qing stood up, and the friends of the poetry club naturally couldn't help but stand up, applauding and applauding loudly!

And Wang Liang, who was sitting in a corner, lowered his head silently, and he had to say: Xi Qing is absolutely amazing. What others thought was impossible, he did it anyway.

He used the strength of his whole body to make this poem a perfect expression, and his talent will eventually make this person unable to calm down, and will eventually bring people endless aftertaste.

And this poem, I'm afraid it will make many people remember it and enter a sleepless night!

The applause did not stop for a long time, and Bian Xuejing did not stop it, she just picked up the microphone and still stood there, because she was still admiring Xi Qing's handsomeness.

It's been a long time, Bian Xuejing hasn't had that feeling of beating his heart for a boy again, at this moment, looking at Xi Qing and listening to his wonderful poems, especially the last sentence, if you see it for the first time in life, Lian Zhi will wish that day. This should be like Su Shi's last wish in the head of the song: I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

So beautiful, so romantic.

In the front row of the observation deck, as the boss of the Writers' Association, Hua Shenghai nodded, I have to say, this song is very well done, he is shocked!

Such a good word! It was made on the spot by Xi Qing at his own request. O my God! O my Buddha! O my Avalokiteshvara! Hua Shenghai didn't know that this was done by Xi Qing before, but it was done before at the moment of inspiration, what is the difference between it and doing it on the spot!

Hua Shenghai thinks that Xi Qing is simply a demon, and he no longer doubts that he seems to see it or not, and such an outstanding work on the last day is not written by Xi Qing himself.

In this poem, Hua Shenghai almost saw the shadow of many poems, including Su Shi's water tune song head, Liu Zhou's colorful clouds chasing the moon, Li Qingzhao's cut plum, Zhang Ruoxu's Spring River Flower Moon Night, Xie Zhuang's Moon Fu, and in the end, Xi Qing also borrowed Nalan Rongruo's life if it was only as first seen.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable. The use of these poems in the poem is not a random accumulation of rhetoric, but the ingenuity and appropriateness of Xi Qing's use, the moon is full and absent, as if people's hearts will always change, this change cannot be changed, since we can't change, we must try to accept, no matter whether the full moon is or the moon, we must keep ourselves, no matter what year is lovesickness.

Resentment and sighing, love and thought, love and hate, laughter and sweetness, if you first see life, even the branches of the day wish! At the end of Xi Qing's whole poem, he left the good wishes to everyone, retaining the spread of beauty and positive energy, the whole poem is catchy and lingering, almost the characters and pictures that appear in the poem are vivid.

It's so powerful, this ability to compose poetry even surpasses himself, how could that Wen Ye not lose to Xi Qing convincingly!

The applause is still continuing, the amazement is still spreading, and in the school, those who still don't recognize Xi Qing have also begun to ask: Who is this?

Rub, you don't even know him, you're really out. He's Xi Bai Xifu. The genius of the Chinese department!

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