This can be said to be the best pen, ink, paper and inkstone Liu Nan has ever used, and this can be said to be one of Liu Nan's most peak moments.

When he picked up the white jade pen, Liu Nan felt as if he was helped.

At this moment, he closed his eyes slightly. At this moment, He Hongzhang was nervously standing by Liu Nan's side.

At this moment, Lin Hai adjusted the camera, intending to blow up the next scene completely.

This generation, with more than 100 million viewers in the live broadcast room, is looking forward to it.

At this moment, it seems that the focus of the whole world is on Liu Nan.

Whether it was his friend, his enemy, or a stranger, they were all watching him at this moment.

And Liu Nan, who was already drunk, didn't know all this, and couldn't see all this, at this moment he seemed to become ethereal in the camera.

I saw him suddenly open his eyes, and at this moment everyone understood a word, called Eye Dew.

The eyes at this moment seem to make people see a grand dynasty and a world at the peak of poetry.

At this moment, Liu Nan is like becoming a poet immortal in the world.

He held the pen in his right hand, and then he swept the paperweight, and then lines of cursive writing appeared.

And He Hongzhang was trembling with excitement at the moment. He had seen Liu Nan write poems once, and it was in the Plum Blossom Pavilion, and it was the moment when he wrote about the difficulty of traveling.

From that day on, he was completely impressed by Liu Nan. So today, he wants to continue to appreciate it.

"The light rain in Tianjie is as moist as a crisp, and the grass color is close but there is nothing."

One sentence, only one sentence is needed to make people enter the world of poetry, this is Liu Nan's power.

Just one sentence made everyone seem to have entered such a world in a trance, a world in a poem created by Liu Nan.

The streets are raining a lot, the rain is as fine and moist as milk, and the grass burrows out of the ground, and the grass is vaguely connected from afar, but it looks sparse and sporadic when you look closely.

This sentence is written perfectly. In just a dozen words, the time, place, and scene are clearly written.

Moreover, the grass color of this sentence looks close but there is nothing, which is even more amazing.

"Amazing, in just a dozen words, it makes people so amazing, and it really deserves to be Mr. Liu Nan."

After He Hongzhang read it, he was also reminiscing, which really makes people have to admire! And soon, the next sentence came.

"The most is the benefit of the spring of the year, and it is better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital."

He Hongzhang recited, and no emotion is all skill.

But even so, it had to make the audience applaud nine years later.

Even, some people stood up excitedly and said that they were amazing to my big guy.

This poem is mainly written about the scene of spring, whether it is the light rain in the heavenly street, or the grass color from afar, or the smoke willow, it is written about the scene of spring.

This poem writes spring to its peak. So at this moment, it's all excited and excited.

"What a poem, this poem must be explained when I broadcast live tonight. I'll study this poem later. ”

At this moment, Ye Weidao said so, there is another person who is also doing something similar, that is, the sun is like fire.

At this moment, looking at the birth of this poem, he couldn't help but be amazed.

"Shixian is Shixian, I really don't want to talk anymore.

I just don't know, is there a poet tonight? ”

Is there anything else?

Of course there is, since so much has been foreshadowed, then Liu Nan is naturally going to release a shocking bomb tonight.

Therefore, in the surprised eyes of countless people, Liu Nan pulled out the poem he had just written, and then threw it directly to the side.

The audience who saw this scene only felt trembling all over.

"My God, I'm going to die, my Lord Shixian. Such a good poem, you treat it like this? ”

"Don't, you can give it to me, Mr. Liu Nan, what did you throw it away?"

"My heart hurts so much, such an amazing poem, it can be called the first poem of spring, and it turned out to be abandoned like a shoe?"

"Damn, I'm going to cross over and grab it."

Not to mention the audience in the live broadcast room, He Hongzhang nine years ago, and our mother Hai are all distressed at the moment.

"Anan, what are you doing, such a good poem, why do you treat it like this?

I dare say that this poem is also a first-class poem throughout the ages. ”

He Hongzhang hurriedly picked up the poem, and then held it carefully. That's right, it's his mother's hand.

In his opinion, the poem had to be treated as such. However, Liu Nan didn't care about this.

"Brother Hai, bring me wine!"

Liu Nan suddenly shouted, and Lin Hai hurriedly brought the osmanthus wine.

After Liu Nan took the wine, he took a sip without saying a word, and then he laughed.

"It's fun, it's really good."

After speaking, Liu Nan dropped the wine glass, and then began to write at the desk once.

This scene made everyone stunned, it doesn't seem to be easy tonight?

At this moment, the viewers watching the live broadcast have not yet realized the seriousness of the matter.

At this moment, He Hongzhang and He Linhai, nine years ago, did not realize the seriousness of the matter.

At this moment, when He Hongzhang saw this scene, he could only hold the poem that had just been thrown away by Liu Nan, and once again came to Liu Nan's side to look at his new work.

"The west wind blows the old Dongting waves, and Xiangjun has a lot of white hair overnight.

When drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy. ”

As soon as this poem came out, it instantly made people head again.

When I get drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the stars, what a poem!

This poem doesn't need to care about anything else, you just need to know the last sentence.

When drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy.

This sentence can be said to be majestic, or it can be said to be dreamlike.

At this moment, everyone followed Liu Nan to the sky.

Riding a flat boat, wandering in the starry sky, like a dream, I don't know the real and the unreal.

This poem is also the pinnacle of unbridled imagination.

At this moment, He Hongzhang couldn't help but want to applaud, but he was holding a poem.

And at this moment, Gu Qing, who was watching the live broadcast, stood up all of a sudden, and then applauded.

He liked this poem, he liked it very much, at this moment he suddenly wanted to paint, and in the future, he would not paint beauties, he wanted to paint the galaxy.

"What a Liu Nan, this poem is amazing! I like this sentence, when I am drunk, I don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of dreams and the galaxy. ”

"I also like it, it deserves to be a poet, this sentence makes people can't help but want to sing."

"Hahaha, this drunk doesn't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat full of dreams and the galaxy is my signature.

This poem seems to be really enjoyable! ”

"Tonight's gentleman seems to be particularly excited."

"That's right, I think so, too."

"By the way, do you think there will be anything else tonight?"

Du Yuanming took a sip of wine and couldn't help but reminisce about the poem just now.

Then, he inadvertently looked up and saw a scene that surprised him.

"Holy, what's going on? Do you want to write more? ”

Liu Nan's approach surprised everyone again, only to see him grab the paper again and throw it out.

It seems that what I wrote is not an amazing poem at all, but a bunch of drafts, and I don't care about it at all.

Good guy, at this moment, this piece of paper was finally picked up by Lin Hai.

He looked at He Hongzhang, who was about to say something, and directly grabbed him.

"Shhhh

He Hongzhang was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, and then these two people came to Liu Nan's side again.

"Wine!"

Another wine, another wine!

Hearing this, Lin Hai hurriedly handed the poem in his hand to He Hongzhang, he picked up the wine jug, came to Liu Nan's side, and directly handed over the entire wine jug to him.

After Liu Nan took it, he directly raised his head and took a sip, and a little wine overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, Liu Nan looked crazy, and at this moment, his whole person seemed to have changed.

After drinking, Liu Nan directly held the wine jug in one hand and the brush in the other, and even wanted to compose a poem again.

"Damn, I'm crazy, what's wrong with Mr. today?"

"Anything else? Wouldn't it, so powerful? ”

"I rely on ......"

"It's coming, it's coming again, it's very optimistic."

"My heavens, what is the situation for us today?"

"Guy, don't stop, I'm going to watch.

”

……

He Hongzhang looked at the screaming audience in the live broadcast room and couldn't help but sneer.

"I hope that later, you will still have the spirit to speak here and not be scared silly.

Next, Anan's poem is one of my favorites! ”

……

He Hongzhang, nine years ago, carefully put down the two poems in his hand at this moment, and at this moment, he came to Liu Nan's side again like a pilgrimage.

And at this time, Liu Nan started writing again.

He held a pot in his left hand and a pen in his right hand, and his face was drunk and insolent.

Then, the wind-like grass appeared.

And this time the wild grass is already destined that this poem will be different.

And sure enough, when the first sentence appeared, the entire live broadcast room was completely quiet.

"Whoever forsakes me, he shall not remain in the day of yesterday.

Those who disturb my heart will have many troubles today. ”

The live broadcast room was quiet, completely quiet, no one spoke, and there was no barrage in the live broadcast room.

At this moment, everyone was stunned by the opening of the poem.

What a chic state of mind, such a hearty two sentences.

Whoever forsakes me, he shall not remain in the day of yesterday. Those who have given up on me cannot be nostalgic for yesterday, nor can they be retained.

And those who disturb my heart are troubled by this day.

The heat that disturbed my mind made me quite irritable today.

These two lines already illustrate the greatness of this poem.

These two sentences can show that this poem will be the pinnacle of Liu Nan's poems again.

Du Yuanming was pouring himself wine, but at this moment, he didn't feel that his wine was full.

He just watched the live broadcast blankly and listened to He Hongzhang's recitation blankly.

At this moment, all in his mind were the two lines of poetry.

It wasn't until the wine was full, flowed from the table to the ground, and wet his feet, that Du Yuanming suddenly reacted.

Then, he hurriedly put down the flask in his hand.

As for packing?

I'll clean up your mother?

Now, even God is coming, don't bother me to witness the birth of this poem.

And didn't make people wait long, at this moment Liu Nan seems to have entered such a realm of forgetting things and me.

His whole being, completely immersed in the sea of poetry, he completely forgot the time, and nothing in this world would let him take a second look.

Maybe the nuclear bomb is coming, and they won't hide the hell.

"The long wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can be a tall building for this.

Penglai's article is built on the bones, and Xiao Xie is clear in the middle. ”

These two sentences once again made people stunned, and at this moment, the whole Han seemed to be quiet.

No one cheered, and no one shouted awesome

。 Just now, He Hongzhang's words came true, and he was dumbfounded at this moment, who cares about any broken barrage?

Now, everyone is staring at Liu Nan's work.

At this moment, the whole person became nervous, and now she is really dead and alive with love for Liu Nan.

At this moment, he looked at Liu Nan who was in such a state and so wanton and arrogant, and he didn't know why, his whole face was flushed.

……

Ye Weidao At this moment, the whole person stood up, and he was also staring at Liu Nan, listening to this poem, although this one is only four sentences, it is destined to be the pinnacle of a poem.

This poem suddenly sounded like a farewell poem.

However, combined with Liu Nan's past and life as a poet, you can fully understand from it that this is not a farewell poem, but a poem that expresses emotions.

This is the poet, talking about his own life.

At this time, there is no need to explain too much, let's continue to return to poetry.

"I want to fly with great joy and want to go to the blue sky and see the bright moon.

Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful.

Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads flat boats. ”

We are all full of pride and joy, and the flying gods are like about to soar into the sky and pluck the bright moon.

It was as if he had drawn a sword to cut water, and instead of being cut off, the water flowed more rapidly. I raised my glass and drank bitterly, hoping to use it to dispel my worries, but instead I became more worried.

Life is so unsatisfactory in the world, it is better to spread your hair tomorrow and float freely on the rivers and lakes in a small boat.

"Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful!!

Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful.

Hehehe, it's really amazing, it's really scared to death, it's really Liu Nan, what a genius, it's really going to make me throw myself to the ground.

Liu Nan, you are awesome, you can write such a poem.

Liu Nan, you are my god, and I will be your lackey from now on. ”

A member of the Ancient Poetry Association, after watching the live broadcast, was already crazy at this moment.

At this moment, he laughed and cried bitterly, and he was talking.

This poem really made him want to kneel down for Liu Nan, and then kowtow three times.

Finally, sir, you are my god.

This poem dispelled the arrogance in his heart, and this poem made him understand what the hell is called a poet fairy.

The poet immortal is like this, and the poet immortal is the person who can write this poem.

This is a fucking poet. At this moment, not only him, but many, many others.

A petty official somewhere, when he saw this poem, laughed all over his body, and then cried bitterly.

Because he felt that the poem was simply about himself.

"Raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow, draw a knife and cut off the water to flow more, hahaha, I still like life in the world is not satisfactory, the Ming Dynasty scattered flat boats."

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