Chapter 46: The Demon Carved the Stone

At this point, Fu Minghan and the management of the scenic spot knew why Xi Qing had to engrave this poem by himself. He's got the strength.

He is not for the sake of immortality, but just to present his works perfectly, when Xi Qing was carving on the stone, Meng Yao was recording and shooting with his mobile phone.

Speaking of which, this is also the first time that Xi Qing has carved and carved on stone. Compared to wood, stone is harder, although the carving is not difficult, unlike carving other works, but Xi Qing's previous attempts to portray the handwriting were not successful.

But now, with the help of that warm current, it is not difficult to depict compared to wood, but it is easier to grasp, after all, the difficulty of stone lies in its hardness, but now Xi Qing holds a knife to sharpen iron like mud, and cut the material along the grain, which is naturally not a problem. It's like drawing on paper, what's so difficult!

When he finished carving, the poems on the stone were vigorous and vigorous, vigorous and powerful, and also had a kind of literati spirit, which immediately aroused a round of applause from the people on the scene.

When Xi Qing looked at his finished work, his heart was also full of pride, this poem was not his first poem, so he loved it, because Xi Qing really liked poetry.

He often wonders when I can publish a personal collection of poems, and if I have this honor in this life, then what is there to regret!

The sensation of that day remained in the Cape Tianya Scenic Area, including that poem, also left there, forever. And the story of Meng Yao and Xi Qing has also come to an end for the time being.

On Monday night, the two came back by car, Xi Qing went to Binjiang, and Xiao Meng Yao returned to the capital.

Meng Yao also promised Xi Qing to go back and apologize to her parents, and from tomorrow onwards, she would be a good child of filial piety.

On Wednesday night, the Propaganda Department's welcome program solicitation was posted between the AB teaching building, and Hao Le, who also entered the Propaganda Department, was actually the author of this solicitation activity, and he docked with Liu Yan as he wished.

Xi Qing went to the island to play for a few days, so he asked Hao Le for help a few days ago.

Today, it was Hao Le who pulled the advertisement posted by Xi Qing, and after the paste, the figures of the two disappeared in front of the building sprinkled with moonlight. In the silent night, the sound of crickets faintly came from the meadow, playing a kind of night sadness.

Because it was too late, Hao Le asked Xi Qing to sleep in the dormitory, Xi Qing had never spent the night here, considering that it was dark, Xi Qing went upstairs.

At the university, male dormitories. Students who live on the shady side are particularly eager to live on the sunny side, not because the sun is not shining on the shady side, but when they look out of the window of the dorm on the sunny side, they can see another six-story building, which is the much-anticipated girls' dormitory. The boys who live in the sun have the advantage of being in the right place, and they only feast their eyes on the time when the lights are turned on at night or in the middle of summer, when the girls take off their clothes and show their bodies.

But at this time, because of the damned curtain of the girls' dormitory and the luxuriant flowers on the windowsill, the boys' eyes could not go any further, only a millimeter, but it came to an abrupt end.

Xi Qing's dormitory is on the sunny side, this is his first dormitory, and he never knew that there was such a wonderful thing before.

At this time, it was completely dark, but the girls' dormitory was brightly lit. Zhang Ye turned off the light, making the dormitory suddenly dark, Zhang Ye continued to aim at the fourth floor, looking down from the fifth floor where they were, the fourth floor was definitely the most appreciative position.

A telescope was pinched in Zhang Ye's hand, and he quickly found a position on the windowsill.

But before he started to wait and see, Zhang Yi, the fat man, snatched it away at once. Zhang Yi's body is relatively wide, and he began to look for a target after occupying the telescope, in the process of his eyebrows frowning, and his right index finger kept adjusting the focus with the change of the telescope's angle up and down, left and right: "I rub, it's Liu Yan." I finally saw it, and she was really in good shape. ”

At this time, Xi Qing knew that the dormitory that was peeped at was the dormitory of Liu Yan, who was his major.

"Quick, show me!"

"What are you doing, you haven't taken it off yet."

"I haven't taken off the excited bird, and I still say that I am in good shape, I thought you saw it!"

"Rub, I didn't see it, Liu Yan's figure is great. If you don't take it off, it looks better than some women, fast, fast, and it's about to start. Live, live! ”

"Really?" Zhang Ye came up and scrambled, Zhang Yi naturally resisted stubbornly: "Don't make trouble, let the dormitory next to you hear it, isn't it embarrassing?" ”

"Yes, you have to focus on the overall situation, try to keep your voice low, and don't do things too arrogantly, after all, it's not a glorious thing." Li Yawei will share his feelings, and then the computer is still playing the literary film of the island country, and the sound of the flax falling is louder than the two.

Song Haiping snorted: "Li Yawei, what's the matter, they're so loud that you can't hear them, right?" ”

"Why are you exposing me..."

Xi Qing had no interest in this kind of live broadcast, grabbed his coat, and after putting it on, Xi Qing still went out.

The night was very cold, and the blow was slightly cold on the body.

……

When he returned to the rental house, Xi Qing wanted to create a few poems at this time, yes, since the island trip, Xi Qing began to have the germ of creating a poetry book in his heart.

Poetry is really a panacea, some people say that reading poetry when you are in a bad mood is a good chicken soup for the soul, Xi Qing wants to be this soup maker and create some poems that can comfort people's souls.

For two days, Xi Qing locked himself in his room, and he also spent these two days creating his own collection of love poems.

The first one.

"First Encounter"

Beautiful dreams are the same as beautiful poems

It's all something that can be met but not sought

It often comes at the most unexpected moments

I like dreams like that

In a dream, you can start again

A qiē can be explained slowly

I can even feel all the wasted time in my heart

I was able to regain the ecstasy and gratitude I was able to regain

The bosom is overflowing with happiness

Just because you're right in front of my eyes

Smile at me just like you did that day

I really like dreams like that

I know you've traveled thousands of miles

But I feel that the herbs are fresh and colorful

It's like you and I have just just met

The second song.

"A Wonderful Fate".

How do I make you meet me,

In my most beautiful moments

How to get you out of me,

In my happiest time,

I know: how much beauty you give me,

How much joy I have lost,

The bright moon will laugh at me, laugh at me now, idle alone,

Laugh at me now, shallow sorrow.

It wasn't I who shouldn't have let a wonderful fate slip away inexplicably.

It is not I who should not let this wonderful fate scatter on a cape, a horizon,

I see, you're gone,

You're gone, and I'll understand.

But you know what, when you finally choose to leave,

Behind you, it's my withered heart that has fallen to the ground!

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