"Brother Hai, it's time for us to go."

Liu Nan suddenly said to Lin Hai, his eyes were particularly clear and firm.

Lin Hai nodded when he heard this: "Listen to you, then how can you start a new journey." By the way, I will ask you about Chinese medicine along the way, we can't give up. ”

"Alright, let's leave tomorrow!"

After saying this, there was a transition in the video, and soon he came to the Yellow Crane Tower again.

"Anan, why did you leave so early? I'm here, you just live there, and I won't charge you a penny. ”

Liu Nan shook his head: "Lao Huang, I want to see more of this world."

So, I'm going on a trip.

Now you are here, and you have already embarked on the formality. Your Yellow Crane Tower is also famous now, so I helped you. ”

Huang Mengzhou was stunned for a moment, and then sighed.

"I know I can't keep you, so go and see the world and write more poetry.

But I still say the same thing, don't give up, isn't it a terminal illness?

No matter how big it is, you must believe in miracles. ”

Liu Nan glanced at Huang Mengzhou deeply, and then smiled brightly.

"Listen to you, you must not give up."

Huang Mengzhou's face also had a sincere smile.

"By the way, take the manuscripts of the two poems you wrote with you, and don't stay with me.

In the past few days, this poem of yours has caused an uproar on the Internet.

The fire is a mess, so that the state pastor of our city came to inquire about it.

I think this manuscript of yours must be worth a lot.

We're friends, but I can't ask for this! ”

Liu Nan didn't care much about this, after all, he only had more than a year to live, so what did it matter?

"Well, I'll lend it to you, and I'll leave it with you for the time being.

When I'm still alive in a few years, I won't come and get it back.

If I'm gone, how about staying with you as a memorial?

Don't reject me, or I'll dislike you as a friend. ”

Eventually, the two manuscripts remained here and became legends forever.

Immediately after that, there was another drinking party.

However, this time, Liu Nan did not write poems or songs.

They had a quiet meal and a drink, and the wine broke up.

Camera switch, noon the next day. At the door of the Yellow Crane Tower, Huang Mengzhou was carrying a bag in his hand, and the sky had just dawned at this moment.

"Anan, this is something I made, you take it on the road hungry and Lin Hai to deal with two mouthfuls.

Have a safe journey and believe in miracles. ”

Liu Nan looked at Huang Mengzhou, who was seriously instructed, and suddenly smiled and hugged him.

"No problem, I listen to you and believe in miracles.

It's the same with you, get married early, I want to come and drink the wedding wine of the two of you.

If I can wait until this day, I will definitely come by then.

Also, your Yellow Crane Tower has a lot to offer, and you can be a little bolder. ”

Huang Mengzhou nodded fiercely, his eyes were already red.

For so many years, only Liu Nan and them became friends with him as quickly as possible.

To tell the truth, he was really reluctant to Liu Nan.

Even if they have only known each other for such a short time, in Huang Mengzhou's heart, he has already regarded Liu Nan as his best friend.

"Don't look like this, I'm not saying goodbye to you forever, am I?

We've added friends and can chat together at any time.

Okay, I'll go, remember my words, get married early and I'm going to drink the wedding wine. ”

Huang Mengzhou nodded: "No problem, you wait for my news." ”

Liu Nan nodded with a smile, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Looking at the back of Liu Nan leaving, Huang Mengzhou seemed to think of something.

"Anan, when Meng Dayan left, didn't you write a poem?

Now, I don't want you to write it, but how about you make a song? ”

Liu Nan's back paused slightly, and then he turned to look at Huang Mengzhou.

"Okay, it's our parting gift."

……

The live broadcast room exploded, and the sense of anticipation was directly filled in an instant.

At this moment, all the viewers in the live broadcast room stopped talking.

Ye Weidao was originally drinking tea, but suddenly his son called him.

"Dad, this Liu Nan seems to be writing poetry again."

Hearing this, Ye Weidao, who was drinking tea, hurriedly dropped the tea.

"Hurry up, give me my phone."

……

Du Yuanming is the same at this moment.

"Get out of the way, I've requisitioned my phone now."

Looking at his father's appearance as a bandit, Du Yuanming's son smiled wryly.

"Great, is Mr. Liu Nan going to write poetry again?

This poem, it must not have been released, it is definitely so, I didn't expect such a big harvest tonight? ”

How to say it, with Huang Mengzhou's words, ten years later, countless bigwigs in the literary and poetry circles are watching this scene nervously, looking forward to the appearance of a new poem by Shixian.

And Meng Lingchuan is also looking forward to it at this moment.

Because of this poem, he has not even heard it. There is no manuscript of this poem, and Huang Mengzhou does not say that no one knows about it at all.

……

At this moment, I saw Liu Nan ten years ago, looked around, looked at this place, and then he slowly spoke.

"The green mountains cross the north Guo, and the white water surrounds the east city. This place is a farewell, lonely and thousands of miles away.

With the appearance of Shang Yun, all of a sudden, countless people in the live broadcast room were stunned.

Because of this poem, he has directly and fully demonstrated his talent.

Verdant mountains lie on the north side of the city walls, and sparkling water surrounds the east side of the city.

Here we say goodbye to each other, and I will drift like a lonely tent in the wind, and go thousands of miles away.

In just a few sentences, the scenery and location are written.

Green mountains and white water, write a beautiful view.

The two words horizontal and winding are perfectly written about the static of the green mountains and the dynamics of the white water. The combination of movement and stillness is simply fucking perfect.

At this moment, too many people are dumbfounded.

"God, where did this talent come from?

Why is this Liu Nan like the rebirth of the ancients, why is this happening? ”

"My God, no, no, no, I'm going to write this poem right away."

"Good, good, perfect poetry!"

"Damn, this man is going to heaven. God, I'm reporting someone here. ”

"I said, Liu Nan died so early, could it be that Huiji would be injured?

The talent is so terrifying, maybe God can't tolerate him, right? ”

"I don't want to speak, I just know that tonight I witnessed another poem that has been passed down through the ages."

The live broadcast room suddenly turned the world upside down, and this is Shang Rongshi.

Soon, everyone quieted down, waiting for Liu Nan's second half.

And Liu Nan did not disappoint, and the second half of the que soon appeared.

"The clouds are wandering, and the sunset is old.

Waving his hand, Xiao Xiao Ban Ma Ming. ”

The floating clouds are uncertain like wanderers, and the sunset slowly goes down, as if there is nostalgia.

With a wave of my hand, I waved my hand and separated, and the horse I was riding that was about to carry me away Xiao Xiao Changming, as if he couldn't bear to leave.