"Phew, it's really shameless, I really think I can write any good words, and it's so special for people to appreciate with their hearts, Ma doesn't know how long his face is" Wen Ting cursed indignantly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Just that's it"

"Shameless at home"

Lawyer Pei also scolded.

Others were also very surprised, although there was news that Wu Yuanqing had become better, and he didn't know where he had the ability to compose a few good poems, but those were all rumored and few people had seen them with their own eyes.

Now that I heard that the song below was actually composed by Wu Yuanqing, I straightened my ears and was ready to praise it, whether it was as good as rumored.

Just when everyone was full of curiosity, the curtain on the stage opened, and three beautiful girls, one holding a flute, one playing the piano and one with fluttering clothes, stood in a fluttering pavilion.

The first sound of the flute sounded was clear, and then the sound of the piano blended in without a gap, and then the red lips of the girl standing in the pavilion opened lightly.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. ”

Stunning, absolutely stunning.

The first sentence shows an incomparably majestic atmosphere, and the person who wrote the lyrics regards Qingtian as his friend and asks each other about wine, showing his bold character and extraordinary spirit.

"Good" The young man couldn't help but applaud, and the steady one couldn't help but nod approvingly.

The people present are all eunuchs and family members, and even those who don't learn and don't know how to tell the good from the bad can tell the difference.

Almost the first ear to hear this poem must be a rare masterpiece, if the whole lyrics can maintain such a level, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is no one before and no one after the ancients, and it is not an exaggeration to become the first poetry of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace."

The words sung next did not disappoint everyone, and even better, pushing the praise and yearning for Mingyue to a higher level.

"I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world? ”

This previous sentence is full of fairy energy, fluttering like a legacy of independence, feathering and ascending to immortals, but the latter sentence has a lot of fireworks, one positive and one negative, but also shows the lyricist's love for a better life in the world.

When the last sentence of "I wish people a long time, thousands of miles together", everyone in the audience was already immersed in the thoughts of distant relatives and distant wishes.

The aftermath lingered, endlessly, and the three performing girls left the stage with a man dressed as a scribe, with a lupine scarf, chanting to the moon: "When is the bright moon?" Ask the sky for wine....."

Just now it was a song, now it is a word recitation, the same words but express a different artistic conception, giving people a double enjoyment of hearing and soul.

As the old saying goes, the sound of clouds lingers for three days, and a water-tune song makes everyone feel that what they said is too special.

Not to mention in the future, just this song and a lyric martial artist will be worth today's trip.

In the midst of these reminiscences, the second song was in full swing.

A pyrotechnic song is sung with the accompaniment of the guzheng, and the people in the audience are too busy, how can it be a great song, is it a good song now?

After singing, the singer stepped off the stage, and the guzheng began to play solo again.

It's a special double enjoyment, Wen Ting is no longer able to complain, it's really Wu Yuanqing's performance is too rebellious. Because just now Xia Xiang introduced the lyrics and songs again, all of which were composed by his son-in-law Wu Yuanqing.

In later generations, the party will require elegant and vulgar sharing, and the first two songs are considered elegant, and the next will naturally be a little vulgar.

What Wu Yuanqing prepared for everyone was a sketch for later generations, from the legend of the Condor performed by Li Jing and Li Ruotong.

There are a lot of jokes in this sketch, and it is a bit sensational, others laughed crazy but didn't understand the feelings, but in the end, when the little dragon girl jumped from the cliff of despair, Wu Yuanqing, who had seen the ninety-eight condor and witnessed the birth of the most beautiful little dragon girl, couldn't help but moisten his eyes with tears.

After the sketch performance, the costume show continued, and it was still the same people as before, but the clothes they were wearing had been changed to new ones, and even the makeup and hairstyle had changed.

When the catwalk was over, it was followed by three Chinese-style songs such as half pot yarn.

Every time is a rare audio-visual feast at this time.

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"Next, please enjoy the dance "Flying Sky""

"Flying? Is it to show immortals?"

"It should be, otherwise who else can fly except the gods"

"I heard that Wu Yuanqing became so powerful when he met the immortals, do you think it would be him who performed the immortal method?"

", you, you're still a saint, haven't you heard of Zi Bu silently and strange power?"

...........

The curtain was opened, and on the stage were several young women dressed in colorful clothes and colored silk standing on top of a large raised disc, their delicate figures even more graceful against the backdrop of a pair.

Somehow wisps of green smoke appeared on the stage, and there was a feeling of mist and mist.

Looking at all the people below, it really feels like seeing a fairyland.

But they didn't know how worried Wu Yuanqing was about getting these cigarettes. At this time, there was no dry ice fog machine, and the only way to produce smoke was to burn firewood.

Wu Yuanqing tried dozens of combustibles before he chose mint sticks and wormwood, two materials that are less choking after burning.

After finishing it, Wu Yuanqing also put half of the ice stored in his ice cellar on both sides of the stage, and used ice cubes to melt and absorb heat to produce water mist to enhance the smoke effect.

As the music played, the girls began to change from stillness to rhythm.

The movements are very gentle, moving slowly, the expressions on the face are also vivid, and the limbs swing with infinite beauty.

The music became faster, and the girls' movements changed with it, and their bodies suddenly leaned back, almost parallel to the ground.

", this can also be" Wen Ting was still looking for a groove from the dance to complain, and in a trance, he was jumped by the girls' movements.

The first reaction was that the waists of these girls were so soft and elastic, and it seemed that they would have to visit them twice in the future to feel it personally.

The second reaction was how could this be possible, how could a person do this, and then bend over like this without falling.

"Mother, the saint has really seen the gods in the upper students" This is the inner monologue of the saint's son.

"How cool it should be when this Nima arrives on the couch" This is the same color embryo as Wen Ting.

At this time, people don't know that they live on the same ball, and they don't know what the earth's gravity is, but everyone has eaten for so many years, has such and such experience, and knows that it is impossible for people to bend down to such a point and still maintain their balance without falling.

Some of the people in the crowd have practiced martial arts, and some can dodge kung fu such as iron plate bridges, but they ask themselves, and they definitely don't have the shame to say that they can do it to such an extent.

This Nima shouldn't be a human action, it's too unbelievable and unbelievable.

First wanted to run to the moon, and now he is flying into the sky, is Wu Yuanqing really an immortal?

(To be continued.) )