A song of Queqiao Immortal, the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, is fully revealed, telling the pain of parting.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless Tanabata sentences, but this poem is a little different, after parting, it has changed suddenly, no resentment and no hatred, and it is a higher level from the idea.

If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?

Is there a more beautiful sentence than that.

It's fascinating to listen to.

"Good !!"

Suddenly, someone shouted loudly, waking up the people who were immersed in poetry.

The hall burst into an uproar.

Someone said excitedly: "This poem is really written and touching, this poem has written the beauty of Qixi Festival, and the peak of love, it is really a good word." ”

"Tenderness is like water, and the best period is like a dream. Beautiful, beautiful, so beautiful! ”

Cui Xuezheng sighed: "Just now Qin Guan's song 'Partridge Sky', I already think it is the pinnacle of Qixi words, but as soon as this Queqiao Immortal comes out, it is like the moon shining brightly." I dare to say that as soon as this poem comes out, it will inevitably be taken out and sung at the annual Qixi Poetry Meeting in the future, which is a famous poem that can be passed down through the ages. ”

Cui Xuezheng walked to Lin Qi's side, looked at Lin Qi with burning eyes, and said, "Brother Lin, take out Qin Guan's poem manuscript and let everyone enjoy the original poem." ”

Lynch glanced at the burning eyes that had been seen, and said with a straight face: "This poetry meeting is organized by the Hangzhou government, and I am going to keep all the poems in the government, in order to avoid losses, it is better for me to keep it." ”

Cui Xuezheng saw that his mind was recognized, and he was not to be outdone: "Qin Guan is a talented student, and his poems should be kept by my academic and political yamen." ”

At this time, Dr. Yan also rushed to join in the fun: "Qin Guan is a student of Fuxue, and his poems should naturally be stored in Hangzhou Fuxue for later students to learn and admire." ”

For a poem manuscript, a group of adults actually quarreled.

Shen Yichen had just finished writing, and he wanted to show the poems to the adults with the manuscript in his hand, but the situation in the hall changed abruptly, and Governor Lin directly took away Qin Guan's poems, and then sang them in the hall.

As soon as this Queqiao Immortal came out, Shen Yichen was stunned when he heard it.

Qin Guan's Queqiao Immortal is simply too good, after listening to this poem, he was instantly moved, and Shen Yichen was no exception.

Seeing the adults competing for Qin Guan's poems, looking at the poem in his hand, Shen Yichen raised his hand and tore the poem in his hand directly.

Cui Jian stood next to Shen Yichen, was stunned when he saw Shen Yichen's movements, and asked, "Brother Shen, why did you tear up the written poems." ”

Shen Yichen looked at Qin Guan, and then at the few adults who were still arguing over the Queqiao Immortal, and sighed: "As soon as this Queqiao Immortal comes out, the other Qixi words have lost their meaning, and from now on, no one will be able to surpass it, so why should I take it out and offer it ugly." ”

Cui Jian nodded, "Fortunately, I made up my mind just now not to be ugly, and I am already content to go up to the third floor." ”

Hearing this, Shen Yichen was even more depressed.

At this moment, no one in the hall paid attention to him, and the light of Hangzhou's No. 1 talent faded.

It's like Cui Jian just now, who was ignored.

Governor Lin, Cui Xuezheng, and Dr. Yan were still arguing about who should belong to that poem, so they heard Li Tongju say: "Qin Guan is here, can't you just let him write it again, why argue." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly looked at Qin Guan.

This scorching gaze reminded Qin Guan of the eyes of Zou Lao and Dong Lao when his grandmother celebrated her birthday, well, it seems that you can't escape tonight.

Governor Lin recruited a small official, "Copy a copy of Qin Guan's Qixi lyrics, sing it to the students, and let them enjoy this masterpiece too." ”

The clerk copied the poem and went down.

Downstairs, some were drinking, some were chatting, and some were pondering new poems, the little official came to the second floor and said loudly: "There is a good work on the third floor, and the adults let you share it with you." ”

Everyone in the hall stopped.

After the little official finished reading this Queqiao Immortal, the students in the hall suddenly applauded.

"This poem is really well written, and the concept of love surpasses everyone before it."

"There is joy in sorrow, sorrow in joy, joy and sorrow, ups and downs, it is really wonderful."

"I felt like I was in tears."

At this time, someone asked, "I don't know if this wonderful song was written by that adult." ”

"I guess it's Lord Lin, Lord Lin is a famous lyricist in our Dazhao literary world."

"yes, who did it?"

Everyone was curious, and the little official didn't sell it, and said directly: "It's not written by your lords, this poem was made by Qin Guan and Qin Shaoyou's son." ”

When the people in the hall heard it, they were stunned, but they didn't expect it to be written by Qin Guan, everyone knew that as soon as this poem came out, Qin Guan's name was probably not just circulated in Hangzhou.

At this time, someone looked at Liu Su with a slightly playful look, Liu Su had said before that Qin Guan couldn't even climb up to the second floor, but people sang a partridge sky, and went directly to the third floor, and now they wrote such a poem, it seems that tonight's leader is none other than Qin Guan.

Liu Su just praised this poem for being good, but when he heard that it was actually made by Qin Guan, he was immediately stunned, and his face instantly became ugly.

He originally thought that Qin Guan's gentleman would definitely show his feet at this poetry meeting, but he didn't expect that he would write good words again and again.

Liu Su really couldn't accept it, and thought through gritted teeth in his heart: "I don't know where I copied the poems from, sooner or later, one day I will demolish you." Then he picked up a bowl of wine and drank it dry in one gulp.

Maybe he was in a hurry to drink, and some wine entered his throat, Liu Su coughed violently, and his whole face turned red, making him very embarrassed.

The little official came to the first floor and sang Qin Guan's poems again, which caused another round of applause.

The students here may not have much high poetic talent, but there is still a level of appreciation of good and bad poetry, and as soon as this poem comes out, I know that this is definitely a wonderful poem, the kind that can be passed down for thousands of years.

When people knew that this poem was actually written by Qin Guan, Zheng Dahaha got up and said loudly: "Look, I know that Qin Guan will definitely be able to write good poems, as soon as this poem comes out, I think tonight's poet is none other than Shaoyou." ”

Qin Guan gave Zheng Da a poem before, and Zheng Da was still thinking about whether to use this poem to go up to the second floor, as for the shame of cheating, Zheng Da would not consider it.

It's just that as soon as this poem came out, he suddenly felt that even if he climbed to the second floor, the brilliance of the entire Qixi Poetry Club tonight would be completely taken away by Qin Guan.

Qin Wei was also very surprised when he heard that this poem was written by Qin Guan, although he knew that Qin Guan had some poetic talents, but he didn't expect that Qin Guan could write such a good poem.

At this moment, Qin Wei actually thought that maybe there would be someone in their Qin family who would be recorded in the history books and passed on for centuries in the future.