"Good guy, it's a little interesting, you actually sleepwalk in Tianmu Mountain? Sir, what is this dream, so excited? ”

"I'll just say, Tianmu Mountain gives people a feeling of being anticlimactic.

Besides, there's still time tonight, so it doesn't look like there's nothing to gain, does it? ”

"I'll lose it, sir, write it quickly, as long as it's the moment when you pretend to be forced, I like it so much.

I'm really not kidding, but I feel excited when I think of my husband's creation, and then we who don't know how excited we are. ”

"Ahem, how many songs are there tonight? I'm in a state of shock right now.

Tonight sir, I really have written too much work.

From the beginning of the tour of Mount Tai to the end of the first day of Mount Mushan, there is really a little corresponding feeling. ”

"Okay, okay, don't talk, let's see Mr. Begin."

Yes, Liu Nan started, and he wrote this last poem directly, a poem called Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell.

At this moment, no one is reciting this poem, only the audience in the live broadcast room is directly reciting this poem.

Inside the Yellow Crane Tower, the entire Yellow Crane Tower is in a quiet state at this moment.

At this time, I saw a middle-aged man with a goatee standing up.

"Haike talks about Yingzhou, and it is difficult to find a letter in the smoke and waves.

The more people talk about the sky, the clouds and clouds may be visible. ”

As soon as these two sentences came out, this sleepwalking poem left a farewell, and it immediately made people understand how this poem was written.

Listening to overseas visitors talk about Yingzhou, it is really difficult to find it in a distant place with vast smoke and waves.

People from Yuezhong talk about Tianmu Mountain, and they can sometimes see it between the light and shade of the clouds.

This poem is a dream poem, and the next must be written about various scenes of sleepwalking in Tianmu Mountain.

Therefore, this moment is expected by countless people.

And these two sentences are the introduction to this matter.

And this poem also made countless people feel once again that Liu Nan wrote about the wine and the poetic fairy atmosphere of Shu Dao.

That's right, I feel it, this is the breath of poetry.

Everyone understands one thing, that is, Liu Nan, before the title of poet saint, there is also the title of poet immortal.

This title is because the original song will enter the wine.

"The kind of fairy spirit of the poet has appeared again, how fortunate it is, I saw two such fairy works tonight.

My life is worth it, I don't say anything, my life is completely worth it. Damn, I just want to cry right now. ”

"Don't get excited, there's more."

"Not excited? What the hell are you telling me not to get excited?

How can I not be excited when such a poem appears?

This poem, I have a hunch that it will become the three pinnacles of poetry. ”

……

Well, no matter how excited the outside world is, Liu Nan still continues to write.

At this time, Ye Weidao also became excited.

He looked at Liu Nan, wrote the new content of this poem, and couldn't help but stand up excitedly in front of a few of his old buddies.

Subsequently, he recited the content of Liu Nan's writing.

"The heavenly grandmother is horizontal, and the five mountains cover the red city.

The rooftop is 48,000 zhang, and it wants to fall southeast. ”

Tianmu Mountain towers into the clouds, connecting the sky, horizontally outside the sky; The mountain is steep and steep, exceeding the five peaks and covering the Akagi Mountain.

Tianmu Mountain is extremely high, and even Tiantai Mountain, which is 48,000 zhang high, faces it as if it is going to tilt to the southeast and bow down.

After writing about this place, no one doubts that this sleepwalking song will definitely become a work like Shu Dao Nan.

This poem will definitely become a new masterpiece of the poet.

And this place, even an ordinary person, can see it.

"Heavens, sir's unique and extraordinary imagination has reappeared.

Seriously, the most important thing to write poetry is imagination. And in this regard, Mr. Liu Nan has undoubtedly reached the peak.

Whether it is about to enter the wine, or the difficulty of Shu Dao, or the song of sleepwalking in the sky at this moment, it is a manifestation of the peak of imagination.

Ordinary people honestly don't want to have such imagination in their lives.

This kind of imagination is something unique to Shixian. It is said that since ancient times, there is no first, and there is no second.

But I don't believe that today.

Sir's poetry has been the first since ancient times, and no one can compare with it, I said. If you are not convinced, you can come to me at any time. ”

There is really no one to refute this. Yes, in terms of poetry, the great Han Liu Nan can be called the first in ancient and modern times, and there is absolutely no second.

He is the first place in this field, deservedly first.

It is hard to imagine that in today's society, there is such a saint in poetry and the god of words.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I suddenly have a doubt, where did you say that Mr. got such talent?

It stands to reason that talent can't appear in a vacuum. I haven't seen it, Mr. has that kind of great writer. ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience in the live broadcast room was also puzzled.

Even, this is a huge mystery for hundreds of years to come.

Because no one knows where the poet Liu Nan got such talent and heritage. In the end, everyone can only attribute this to God's talent.

Perhaps, this is what people are self-taught.

Well, Liu Nan's friends don't know how to say this, and they don't understand either.

He Hongzhang smiled bitterly: "Damn, I also want to know, how did Anan's talent come about?" ”

It was at this time that new content appeared.

At this moment, He Hongzhang couldn't help but stand up and began to chant the song "Sleepwalking in the Sky" to say goodbye.

"I want to dream of Wu Yue, and fly to the mirror lake and moon overnight.

The lake and the moon shine on me and send me to the river.

The water ripples and clears the ape's cry, and the body climbs the green cloud ladder. ”

I wanted to sleepwalk to Wuyue according to what the Yue people said, and fly across the mirror lake under the bright moon one night.

The moonlight on the mirror lake shone on my figure and carried me all the way to Yanxi.

The clear water of the lake ripples, the apes cry, and I walk on the mountain road that climbs up to the sky.

Come in, come in completely, and the poem has finally begun to officially sleepwalk in Tianmu Mountain.

Everything that has just been ahead is being foreshadowed. And at this time, sleepwalking begins, and this is where the poem begins.

And this is where the imagination comes in.

Liu Nan will always be Liu Nan, and his poetry has always been based on imagination.

At this moment, countless viewers in the live broadcast room seemed to have been pulled into a fantasy world by Liu Nan with this poem.

They followed the poems, directly flew over thousands of mountains and rivers, and came to the place of Tianmu Mountain. Seeing this magical mountain and seeing this magnificent landscape as well.

At this moment, Liu Nan is like a tour guide, using poetry to turn into peaks and beautiful scenery, leading them to visit this Tianmu Mountain.

All the scenes seem to be contained in Liu Nan's words, as long as you experience it with your heart, you will suddenly understand what kind of existence Tianmu Mountain is.

……

As the leader of Jinwu City, he is naturally watching the live broadcast tonight.

Just kidding, Liu Nan came to Jinwu City tonight, how could he not pay attention?

This is Jinwu City, a rare event in a thousand years. At this moment, he has his eyes closed.

His soul seems to have been pulled into this poem.

He saw the text of this poem, and then the text seemed to be directly transformed into a scene, the scenery of Tianmu Mountain, which seemed to immerse him in it.

As the boss of Jinwu City, he naturally went to Tianmu Mountain, the most majestic and magnificent place in Jinwu City. Moreover, it was not once or twice that I went.

At this moment, the entire Tianmu Mountain seemed to have entered his heart, and all this was so familiar.

He opened his eyes, glanced at the live stream, and then recited the poem softly in his mouth.

"Half of the wall sees the sea and the sun, and the air smells the chicken.

Thousands of rocks are uncertain, and the flowers leaning on the stones have suddenly been twilight.

The bear roared and the dragon sang Yin Yanquan, and the chestnut deep forest was terrifying. ”

Halfway up the mountain, I saw the sun rising from the sea, and the sound of the rooster crying in the sky was heard.

Countless mountains and rocks overlap, mountain roads twist and turn, circling and changing. Fascinated by flowers, leaning on the stone, I didn't realize that the sky soon darkened.

Bears roar, dragons roar, springs in the rocks reverberate, shivers deep forests, and shocks towering, overlapping peaks.

"Good guy, I'm just good guy. What kind of talent does this poet have to write about a mountain so majestic, and how expressive he is.

Reading this poem, it is like a whole person, immersed in Tianmu Mountain, and seeing the entire Tianmu Mountain with his own eyes.

This is the first time in my life that I have encountered such a work. It's amazing.

Jinwu City is going to be on fire, and during this time, Tianmu Mountain will definitely become the most popular tourist attraction.

And the tourism industry of Jinwu City will also usher in a new breakthrough. ”

This number one sighed so much, and also marveled at Liu Nan's talent.

He was immersed in it, and he loved the poem to death. If this poem was not in the hands of Mrs. Liu Nan, he would definitely find a way to get it.

Such a work, thousands of years later, will be priceless. This city may be literal.

……

At this moment, Zuo Gongming was eating and drinking in the box on the top floor of King Teng's Pavilion to watch Liu Nan pretending to be forced.

Well, this is what he said himself, just to see Liu Nan pretending to be forced.

And beside him, there is a woman in her forties. What does this woman say, it can only be said that the charm is still there.

The feeling of being ripe makes people can't help but marvel, and it also makes people like it extraordinarily.

This person is the woman who has loved Zuo Gongming for decades.

At this moment, this person was like a little woman, sitting happily and happily beside Zuo Gongming, and was reciting Liu Nan's sleepwalking song for Zuo Gongming.

"What a Liu Nan, it's really awesome. This forced pretending is simply shocking. Sure enough, it is worthy of the person who asked me to leave Gongming and lose my manuscript into the lake three times.

This poem is so powerful in imagination that it can be said to be incomparable. ”

After speaking, Zuo Gongming couldn't help but open his eyes, and then he looked at the live projection.

At this time, Liu Nan just started to write new content.

And he couldn't help but recite the rest of the poem himself.

"The clouds are green and green and want rain, and the water is surging and smoking.

There is a lack of thunderbolts, and the hills are destroyed.

The stone door of the cave is suddenly opened.

The blue and dark are bottomless, and the sun and moon shine on the gold and silver platform. ”

The clouds were dark and dreary, as if it were going to rain, and the turbulence of the water caused a thin layer of smoke.

Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the mountain peaks seemed to collapse.

The stone door of the immortal mansion opened from the middle with a bang.

The blue sky in the cave is vast and endless, and there is no end in sight, and the sun and moon shine on the palace made of gold and silver.

"Damn, look at what this is written, this is something that can only be written by immortals, right?

It's no wonder, it's no wonder that now, countless people call him a poet immortal.

Such a work is worthy of a fairy word. I don't think any other adjective is appropriate for him except for immortal. ”

……

At this moment, she is immersed in the fantasy of Tianmu Mountain. She followed this poem by Liu Nan and imagined a Tianmu Mountain in her mind.

This Tianmu Mountain, the beauty is intoxicating, and the beauty makes her addicted.

After opening her eyes, Qi Ying couldn't help but dial a phone call.

"Book me a ticket to Jinwu City tomorrow morning, and arrange a director for me, and I'm going to go to Tianmu Mountain tomorrow.

I'm going to take a look, the Tianmu Mountain described by Mr., the place where the gods live. ”

As the eldest lady of the Xiang family, Qi Ying has ten figures in his annual family dividends. Naturally, she's not bad for money.

This is also a standard for the children of the family, and it is also a blessing for their ancestors.

You don't need to do anything, and you have a lot of dividends every year as a descendant

。 Even if it is a side relationship, some people have a lot of dividends every year.

So, naturally, she was able to take a trip that she said would be able to go.

After finishing the order, Xuan Ying once again set her eyes on the live projection.

And at this time, Liu Nan happened to write new content.

At this moment, Qi Ying couldn't help but muttered softly.

"Ni is the clothes and the wind is the horse, and the kings of the clouds are coming down one after another.

The tiger drum returned to the car, and the immortal people were like hemp.

Suddenly, the soul throbbed with courage, and the trance rose and groaned.

But the pillow of the time of awakening, the smoke of the loss. ”

The rainbow was used as a garment, and the wind was used as a horse, and the gods in the clouds came down one after another.

The tiger played the harp, and the bird pulled the cart. The immortals were lined up in a dense line.

Suddenly, my soul was shaken, and I woke up suddenly, and I couldn't help but sigh loudly.

When I woke up, I only had the pillow seat next to me, and all the smoke and clouds I saw in my dream just now were gone.

"A good sentence is neon for clothes and wind for horses, and the kings of the clouds have come down one after another.

The tiger drum is rushing back to the car, and the immortal people are like hemp.

These two sentences can be well-deserved quatrains for the ages.

This poem can be said to be a work of immortals. Every sentence can make people marvel at the gorgeousness of his rhetoric.

Sure enough, this is the person I like. Even if others are gone, the legend he left behind will never end.

No matter how many years, people will forget this era, they will forget me, and they will forget everything in this era.

But there is only one thing that people will never forget.

That is Liu Nan, the greatest existence of this era, and also the eternal legend of this era.

He will hang above our heads forever like the sun, moon and stars, so that we will always remember him.

In our time, I think he is the only one who has such treatment, right?? ”

At this moment, Xuan Ying sighed like this, and this exclamation is also recognized.

Yes, Liu Nan is the greatest legend of this era.

He will never end, and he will not wither for another three thousand years.

This is him, Shixian Liu Nan.

And this poem will definitely be remembered forever with him.

……

Huang Lun burst into tears with excitement, he was crying happily.

No one was more excited than him, because he completely understood Liu Nan's poem.

At this moment, he couldn't care about being embarrassed, and he left tears in his live broadcast room.

But the audience fans in his live broadcast room, no one watched him cry.

Everyone is immersed in Liu Nan's work and can't get out. Everyone seems to have traveled to Tianmu Mountain.

This moment, this scene, is really as beautiful as a painting. Seeing Liu Nan stop the pen in his hand, Huang Lun couldn't help but get excited anymore.

With all his strength, he recited the last lines of the poem.

Through his voice, it reached the ears of many people.

"The same is true of the pleasures of the world, and everything has flowed in vain since ancient times.

When will you return? And put the white deer between the green cliffs, you must ride to visit the famous mountain.

An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy!

……

An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy.

An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy.

Hahaha, what an can break my eyebrows and bend my waist to do the powerful, which makes me unhappy.

This sentence is great and makes my scalp tingle. This sentence moved me to tears.

This sentence, like a sharp sword, pierced the entire sky, the sky of my big man.

This sentence has told countless people that some of the things you did before were wrong.

Hahaha, I just want to say one thing now, Mr. Liu Nan, you are the eternal god in my heart, a god that no one can compare!

No, I'm so excited, I'm too excited, let me be quiet for a while, and I'll explain the poem again.

This poem, called Sleepwalking in the Sky and Leaving Farewell, is a poem that writes a poem about An Neng's eyebrows and waist to the powerful, which makes me unhappy. ”

After saying that, Huang Lun quieted down, he needed time to calm down.

This poem is really shocking. Especially the last sentence, which is even more exciting.

A young man in Tiangang Province was stunned for a while after seeing this sentence that An Neng broke his eyebrows and bent his waist to make me unhappy.

Then, suddenly, he seemed to be the same thing. There was an expression on his face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and it seemed to cry instead of crying.

"Yes, An Neng beat his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which makes me unhappy.

Damn, why should I be a dog for that boy?

Following him every day, my spine has completely softened, and it seems that I can no longer straighten my waist.

Every day, I followed him like a dog. He is not sure that he will be seen, so why should I?

I seem to have lost so much over the years.

Fortunately, I saw this sentence and saw this sentence of An Neng beating his eyebrows and bending his waist, which made me unhappy.

At this moment, I may have had an epiphany. In the future, I want to be a person, an upright person. ”

Thinking of this, this young man suddenly had some innocent smile like a baby on his face.

……

"Makes me unhappy, doesn't it? It's a shame for me. Damn, I'm going to get hard today.

From now on, no one should try to make me unhappy.

Fuck your mother's manager, you bastard can't bear it, from now on I'm going to change Lao Tzu's working environment, I'm going to rectify the workplace.

Next, you are ready to face the labor bureau with me. Damn it, I'll never put up with you anymore. ”

……

Everything came to a halt, and the song "Sleepwalking in the Sky" came to an end.

Liu Nan finished writing, and after he finished writing, he seemed to be extremely satisfied.

Then, he took out his personal seal and left his seal again, the seal of the bamboo forest monk.

"This poem was written after I woke up from a dream, and it is probably the most enjoyable poem I have ever written in my life. Hahaha......"

Liu Nan's hearty laughter did not wake up Xie Lingsheng next to him.

I saw Xie Lingsheng sitting on the ground with his butt on his face, his face covered with cold sweat.

At this moment, his mouth was still muttering the content of the poem.

"An Neng beat his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy.

How can there be such a work that shakes my heart?

This sentence can be passed down through the ages. This sentence can be remembered forever

。 From then on, the people of my Han Dynasty, when they encountered unrest and oppression, they would say that An Neng beat his eyebrows and bent his waist to deal with the powerful, which made me unhappy. ”

Xie Lingsheng at this moment, Xie Lingsheng six years ago, was completely conquered by Liu Nan's poem.

Since then, he has become Liu Nan's brainless fan.

…

…

Huang Lun finally finished resting, and at this moment, he finally began to explain the poem.

"Guys, I'm going to talk about this poem.

I've calmed down a little, but if I want to calm down completely, I'm afraid it won't be possible for ten days and a half months.

The joy of the world is also like a fantasy in a dream, and since ancient times, everything has gone like water flowing eastward.

Farewell to you, I don't know when I will come back this time?

For the time being, the white deer will be grazed among the green cliffs, and when you want to travel far away, you will ride it to visit the famous mountain.

How can you grovel to serve the powerful and let yourself not have a comfortable smile!

This poem uses rich and strange imagination and bold exaggeration to compose a sleepwalking picture that is both virtual and real, fantasy and real.

The whole poem is precisely conceived, the artistic conception is majestic, the content is rich and tortuous, the image is brilliant and fluent, the emotion is deep and intense, and it is full of romanticism.

In terms of form, it is mixed with words, and it is not bound by the law, the pen is spontaneous, and the system is liberated, which can be called a peerless masterpiece.

That's right, a masterpiece, this is what I think is a masterpiece.

No poem would be better than this one. Even if it is my husband's own work, I don't think there is anything better than this poem.

Even if they are about to enter the wine, even if it is difficult to walk, even if it is difficult to walk in Shu, I don't think they are better than this poem.

Although earlier, Mr. wrote out to look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can I be a Penghao person.

also wrote that there will be a time when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea.

I have written countless famous sentences through the ages, but I don't think that these can be more powerful than An'an, which makes me unhappy.

This sleepwalking song is a real masterpiece through the ages.

I can't think of any other word to describe the poem than these four words.

The content of this poem is rich, tortuous, strange and changeable, and its image is brilliant and fluent, colorful and colorful, which constitutes the romantic mood of the whole poem.

Its subjective intention was originally to promote the rather negative idea that "everything has flowed in vain since ancient times".

However, its style is high-spirited and exhilarating, chic and dusty, and there is a kind of unyielding spirit flowing through it, and there is no sense of depression. ”