Chapter 53: Isn't the Rain? 【New Books for Collection】
Wang Fugui's family is wealthy, but he likes to be vassals and elegant, especially likes to make friends, and can also write some poems, so he often likes to show off a few ordinary poems, and occasionally can make a few good poems.
Now that he learned that Lu Changsheng also liked poetry, he naturally couldn't help but take the initiative and wanted to show off.
"Brother Wang's proposal is very good!"
"Yes, yes, that's a good idea."
Everyone nodded.
And Lu Changsheng just glanced at Liu Qingfeng.
In fact, Lu Changsheng didn't hate this kind of thing very much, but he was worried that if he recited a poem and there was any vision, it would not be good.
But fortunately, there is the Xuanhuang Pagoda of Heaven and Earth, as long as the vision is not too excessive, it can still be suppressed.
"In this way, it's a bit of a hurry to get up temporarily, so let's listen to Brother Wang's poems first, and then listen to Brother Lu's masterpieces,"
Zhou Haijie opened his mouth, thinking that it was a little difficult to temporarily let Lu Changsheng compose poems.
And Lu Changsheng nodded.
At that moment, Wang Fugui immediately coughed slightly, and then spoke.
"In that case, then I'll be ugly."
After saying this, Wang Fugui got up, and then slowly spoke.
"Red Boat Jinling Tour!"
"The boat is accompanied by fish!"
"Just like you, me, and him!"
"It's fate to get together!"
Wang Fugui read it very affectionately.
Especially the last sentence, which is full of emotion.
"Good!"
"Good! Good! Good! This poem is so good! ”
"Brother Wang is really only eight buckets tall, it's really good!"
Everyone suddenly showed admiration.
And Lu Changsheng was stunned.
This thing is also called poetry?
Can this blow too?
He didn't know if these people were looking at the silver two, or if they were really at a low level.
This kind of saliva poem should rhyme without rhyme and words.
He looked at Liu Qingfeng, who couldn't help but nodded, although he didn't say anything, but he seemed to think it was not bad.
At this moment, Lu Changsheng was desperate for this world.
It's all illiterate.
"Brother Wang's poem, the words are full of feelings, the first sentence, the red boat Jinling tour, the boat with the fish to do the foreshadowing, the following two sentences are like you, me and him, the gathering is fate, and the essence is written."
Zhou Haijie is simply a super licking dog.
And Zhang Peng also nodded and said: "The finishing touch, in the last sentence, getting together is fate, yes, we are getting together, it is indeed fate." ”
As he said this, everyone nodded.
"Brother Lu, have you thought about it?"
At this time, Zhou Haijie asked Lu Changsheng with curiosity in his eyes.
And Lu Changsheng got up slowly, originally planning to think carefully about a better poem, but now it seems, hehe!
"The black clouds turn over the ink and do not cover the mountains."
"White rain jumps into the boat."
"The winds blow and blow."
"Looking at the lake, the water downstairs is like the sky."
Lu Changsheng drank the poem slowly.
He is very calm, this poem is written by the great writer Su Shi, and it is more than enough to deal with these people.
However, the poem was finished.
Everyone frowned slightly, and Zhou Haijie even spoke.
"Brother Lu's poem is really good, describing the black clouds like overturned ink, not yet covering the mountains, the raindrops fell on the lake and splashed countless splashes, jumping into the cabin one after another, and then the wind swept, blowing the lake clouds scattered, the last sentence, the rain has cleared the sky, the wind and waves have calmed, the boat climbs the stairs, looks at the railing, and sees the lake water reflecting the sky, a color of blue, clear and beautiful."
"Yes...... This poem is not appropriate. ”
Zhou Haijie really has some culture, and he immediately understood the meaning of Lu Changsheng's poem.
I just feel that Lu Changsheng's poems are not appropriate for the occasion.
Everyone nodded their heads.
Although the poems are beautiful and the words are excellent, the problem is that the poems that are not suitable for the occasion always seem to be missing something.
"Shouldn't it be there?"
Lu Changsheng smiled, and suddenly everyone's hearts rippled.
But soon, Zhou Haijie came back to his senses and replied: "This weather is sunny, where are the dark clouds coming from, and where is the rain coming from?" ”
Zhou Haijie was so curious.
At that moment, Lu Changsheng smiled lightly.
He slowly walked to the bow of the boat.
Then he stretched out his hand, and then said slowly.
"Isn't this coming?"
The voice rang out.
In a flash.
Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!
Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!
The calm surface of the lake suddenly appeared ripples.
Heavy rain fell, and the entire river was draping.
Between the mountains and rivers, the fog fills the air.
The black clouds were like ink, but they could not cover the mountains.
Among the red boats.
The crowd watched in amazement.
This...... This...... That's pretty remarkable, isn't it?
Zhou Haijie was stunned, Wang Fugui was stunned, Zhang Peng was stunned, and everyone on the entire ship was stunned.
Look at it from afar.
On the bow of the ship.
Lu Changsheng was dressed in white, like an immortal, he stood on the bow of the boat, with his back to everyone, at this time the heavy rain was pouring, the mist was in the landscape, and the sound of falling rain came from his ears, and the scenery was beautiful.
"How can there be such a handsome person in this world."
A woman spoke slowly, her eyes were misty, and a heart had already fallen on Lu Changsheng.
Even a man can't help but sigh, and he has an inexplicable inferiority complex in his heart.
Looking at the pouring rain, Lu Changsheng also had some touch inexplicably.
Standing at the head of the bridge, there are people with umbrellas, and the wind blows, making the corners of the clothes hunting.
Standing with his hands in his hands, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but speak.
"A flat boat in the waves, sleeping in the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River. When I came, my eyes were full of green mountains, and I returned with green lily. ”
"The spring rain breaks the bridge and people don't cross, and the boat holds out the willow shade."
"The spring water is blue in the sky, and the boat is painted to listen to the rain."
"The red rain flowers are dripping, and the green smoke willows are drooping."
A sentence of poetry was spoken by Lu Changsheng.
In an instant, a mirage appeared in the mist.
Ships appeared, and figures appeared.
Someone fell asleep in a flat boat in the waves, and when he woke up, the green mountains were dyed with twilight, and he was about to leave with his green clothes.
In spring, the river is clear and turquoise, bluer than the sky, lying on the boat, listening to the sound of the rain to fall asleep, what a beautiful sentence.
On the Jinling River, many boats come and go, and they are amazed by the mirage in the mist.
Lu Changsheng chuckled.
This kind of beauty is intoxicating, as if all the strife and right and wrong have all disappeared.
Everyone in the red boat got up one after another, walked to the bow of the boat, and enjoyed such a beautiful scenery with Lu Changsheng.
"The spring water is blue in the sky, painting the boat and listening to the rain, so beautiful, this sentence is so beautiful! Brother Lu is talented! Li Yue admired from the bottom of his heart, and he bowed to Lu Changsheng.
"The red rain flowers are dripping, the green smoke and willows are drooping, although there are no willow trees, but the beauty is in the heart, Brother Lu is talented." Zhou Haijie also sighed deeply.
Everyone was intoxicated by this beautiful scenery and couldn't extricate themselves.
And that's it.
Suddenly the sky cleared.
The water of the lake is clear and the sky is blue.
The heavy rain came in a hurry, and the walk was also urgent.
Left a picture of the worldly beauty to the people on the ship.
An hour later.
The boat is also gradually coming to the shore!
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I was dizzy and slept for a long time, and when I woke up, I found that it was six o'clock, so I got up and coded the words first.
When I first woke up, I may be a little lonely, full of emotion, inexplicably, I want to thank every reader for their support.
Thank you!