"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky."

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

Li Changan waved his hand, and the literary aura that permeated his body suddenly closed and turned into a literary pen.

One by one, the thin gold characters fell on the gold list with an ethereal and overwhelming atmosphere.

On the scroll of the Chu State Golden List in the sky, there was a vision of the bright moon.

"I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the height is too cold."

In the bright moon, the fairy palace Qionglou, pavilions and pavilions, when the poems fall, the bright moon also appears, and people can't help but yearn for the heavenly fairyland.

"Dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world."

After Shangque finished writing, the capital, which was boiling because of "Qinyuan Spring and Snow", slowly quieted down.

Everyone was attracted by the wonderful artistic conception of this sketch.

Free and romantic, unrestrained, transcendent.

Drink with the blue sky, ride the wind and go to the Moon Palace.

Both yearning for fairyland and nostalgia for the world.

Under such a brushstroke, the birth and entry into the WTO have written such an artistic conception, which makes people can't help but feel a sense of yearning.

Li Chang'an is not embellished,

"Turn to Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? ”

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete."

In these few sentences, the words changed, from the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival to the parting of the world, and the impermanence of life.

The capital was even more silent because of this.

The faint melancholy is not so strong, but it is like a thread around the heart, which is difficult to untie no matter what.

Even the three great Confucians were affected by this phrase.

And in the vision diffused on the scroll of the gold list, it added even more coldness.

It was as if a layer of frost was shrouded, which made people's hearts even more worried.

There are even some wanderers who are far away from home and can't help but cry in low voices.

In the crowd outside Yong'an Gate, Liu Zhiyin hugged Liu Linglong, with tears in his eyes.

Liu Linglong was already taller than Liu Zhiyin at this time, and her face, which had not yet fully grown, completely bloomed.

Earlier, Li Changan thought that she was the only woman who could be comparable to Annan Gardenia's appearance, and now she finally lived up to expectations.

But it's different from Annan Gardenia's cold as a fairy.

Liu Linglong resembles a lotus flower in a painting, and there is a trace of coldness between her eyebrows and eyes.

She put her arm around Liu Zhiyin's shoulders and whispered, "Sister, this is the word that my brother wrote to us......"

High in the sky,

Zhao Hongshan broke free from the sorrow outlined in this poem, and when he looked at the poems on the scroll of the gold list, his heart was shaken.

This time, Li Changan no longer opened and closed, but wrote words and sentences that could affect the mood of the three great Confucians in a detached attitude.

Moisturizing things silently, refreshing people's hearts.

There is one last sentence left, how will this kid write?

Continue to deepen this sorrow? Or return to the Moon Palace and cut off sorrows?

Even if there is still a sentence missing, he can already be sure that this is another excellent work of poetry that suppresses the world.

It's just that...... Still a little bit off.

Let's just look at the last sentence.

At this moment, Li Changan's last sentence jumped on the gold list scroll.

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles."

Zhao Hongshan's heart suddenly stopped, and he immediately clenched his fists fiercely, "It's done." ”

The last two sentences raise the idea of the whole poem to a higher level.

"Wonderful......"

Shen Shijun on the side couldn't help but admire, "The last two sentences can be called the finishing touch, a sublimation sentence." ”

"'I wish people a long time' crosses the limitations of time, and 'Thousands of miles together' crosses the shackles of space."

"The idea is strange, the path is unique, and the romance is extreme, which can be called the swan song in the lyrics of Yongyue."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the words in the gold list scroll,

The first half of the word is written vertically, and the second half is horizontally. The upper piece is high-rise, and the lower piece is full of peaks. ”

"The pen is intricately looping, swaying and colorful. The upper film rises in the air, and the entry seems to be empty; The next piece is layered with waves, returning to the virtual to the real. In the end, the virtual and the real are staggered, and the end is made slowly. ”

"The idea is lofty, the idea is novel, the artistic conception is fresh and picturesque, and finally it is closed with a wide range of feelings, the feelings are naturally revealed, the rhyme is victorious, and the realm is magnificent."

"This word is a good sentence throughout the article, which is really impressive."

How did he write such a poem? It's incredible. ”

As he spoke, on the golden list scroll of the state of Chu, his luck once again turned into a golden dragon and jumped into the air.

This time, the luck dragon did not roar in the sky, but just swam in the air, and the spirit was like a cold moonlight, sprinkled on the world.

There's a hint of coldness, but it's refreshing.

The capital has been turned into a fairyland on earth.

Hundreds of people raised their hands one after another, wanting to catch this beautiful moonlight like a picture scroll.

In Annan Yu, who was blocked in Wangfu Ji, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

This gentle moonlight seemed to favor her very much, and kept dancing around her.

The hosta on the head slipped down, and the green silk was like a waterfall, hanging down to the waist.

Reflecting her more and more like a fairy in the moon, cold and refined, not like the face of the world.

Rao is Cuiyue, who has been following her side, was dumbfounded.

Small...... Miss is so beautiful......

Zhou Ziyu on the side rubbed his eyes violently, and then quickly took a step back, "My mother, your appearance makes me confused." ”

"Next time, let's change into women's clothes......"

"You're still so beautiful in men's clothes, I'm afraid I'll have to like men's style in the future."

"No wonder when I was in Dongyue, Brother Chang'an was always a little afraid of you, probably worried about this."

"Grandma's, you're an indiscriminate attack......

Annan Gardenia's willow eyes narrowed slightly, her jade fingers tapped, and an ice pick was mercilessly pierced on Zhou Ziyu's thigh.

The chattering Zhou Ziyu directly "whined" and jumped out of the window, and there was a sudden noise downstairs.

The Royal Palace, the Imperial Study,

Dugu Cao, who had washed away the lead, was dressed in plain clothes, leaning against the window, looking at the moonlight falling in the sky, and couldn't help but reach out.

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles......"

"I ...... Who else can I hope for for a long time with me? ”

Homesickness...... In this cold palace, it has long become a luxury.

From the moment she walked into the palace, family affection was no longer family affection.

And she has since become the puppet of the emperor who is obsessed with immortality.

After more than ten years of painstaking operation, he has finally stepped into the orthodox position step by step.

You can ...... it yourself Always just one person.

No relatives, no confidants......

I don't even know what I'm missing......

"Li Changan......" A glimmer of brilliance flashed in Dugu Cao's Danfeng eyes, "A moment ago, there were so many delicate rivers and mountains, and now it is a thousand miles of Gongchanjuan." ”

"But the current Dajin needs you, and I can't kill you with two intentions."

She rested her hands on the windowsill, her chin resting lightly on it, her long hair hanging down to the ground, looking at the bright moon in the sky, not knowing what she was thinking.

The luck of the Chu State turned into a dragon, picked up the vision of the bright moon, turned into a streamer, and escaped into Li Chang'an's sea of knowledge.

This time, the Great Sun Rulai Dharma Phase and the Netherworld Exclusive Dharma Phase were still facing off, and no one took the lead in the competition.

Li Changan took the opportunity to include it in the Jiding of the Cangsheng Society, so as not to compete with each other and fight.

The Six Nations Poetry Society has set up a total of six lists, and now three lists have been the first to be broken.

Only three poems were left that could be passed down through the ages, shining in the air.

The scribes of the Chu State turned pale, like a mourner.

They...... Defeated too!

The list snatched from the hands of Zhou and Qi also fell into the hands of others.

Reading "Water Tune Song Head" again, the sadness in my heart is even worse.

The common people and scribes in the capital have not yet recovered from this.

It's just a song about the moon, but it makes countless people fall into the artistic conception of the words.

Although there are no majestic verses that are heroic enough to stir the deafening, but in the whole text, the transcendent and transcendent atmosphere is even longer.

"Loyal and brave uncle, you can be the immortal in the poem!"

Top Wen Zong Wei Wen couldn't help but admire.

The rest of the Wen Sects all nodded in agreement.

A song "Will Enter the Wine" may not be enough to be called an immortal, so who can refute another "Water Tune Song Head"?

In comparison, these Wenzong of them are like mortals trying to spy on the immortals, and they will never be able to figure it out, how can such poems be written?

It's not like human poetry at all!

When everyone was upset about "Water Tune Song Head", Li Changan took Chen Annian to the "mountain" list and the "wind" list.