"The Story of Little Stone Pond?

It seems that Mr. really plans to write a travelogue instead of a poem?

It seems that Mr. rarely writes such works, right?

Some time ago, there was also an article about Ailian.

In total, these two classical texts. And this little stone pond story seems to be the third one? ”

Indeed, it seems that Mr. really rarely writes such classical Chinese.

Most of them are based on poetry and songs, rather than such classical Chinese.

However, as long as Mr. writes, then it must be a fairy work that shocks the ancient and modern. Needless to say, Ai Lian is called the first prose in the world.

And Burrow, I think it's no worse than Ailian, but more exciting.

I don't know, how is this little stone pond story? ”

"I think that the story of Xiaoshitan should not be as good as the first two.

After all, Xiaoshitan Ji is a travelogue at first glance, and in terms of concept, it will definitely be worse than the first two. ”

"I agree with this brother's words, it should indeed be worse.

It's just that, no matter what, as long as it is written by Mr., it is only worse than his own work.

Take it out and compare it individually, it's definitely a classic. ”

Liu Nan didn't know about the discussion in the live broadcast room, and he wouldn't know.

At this moment, he is writing this little stone pond with his heart.

"One hundred and twenty steps west from the hillock, separated by bamboo, smelling the sound of water, such as the ringing of Pei ring, the heart is happy."

With just a few strokes, a beautiful picture appeared in everyone's eyes, that is, the scene in the video just now.

These words restored the beautiful scenery just now to everyone's face again.

In particular, the bamboo fence, smell the sound of water, such as the ring, the heart is happy.

This paragraph is really wonderful.

"Wonderful, so damn wonderful, it's amazing.

In just 20 words, the surrounding environment is new and vivid.

Seriously, this is the fucking writing, and this is the fucking talent. ”

At this moment, Huang Lun directly slapped the table in front of him, and then applauded excitedly.

Good no good?

Definitely good, how can such an article be bad? Ye Weidao couldn't help but marvel at this moment.

"This article, I think it may be going to be a textbook again.

Nowadays, these people worship and rejoice in Mr. Liu Nan, I am afraid that their children will hate Liu Nan in the future.

I think that in the future, there may be textbooks full of Mr. Gentle's poems, classical Chinese, and reading comprehension. ”

Ye Weidao's words were recognized by the rest of the people.

"yes, I'm afraid they'll cry in the future.

The Ministry of Education has been discussing it, and it seems that it is planning to start enlightenment with Mr. Wang's poetry works from kindergarten.

Subsequently, I am afraid that Mr. Liu Nan's works will appear in textbooks one after another.

Thousands of years later, the Great Han Poetry Saint is unique! ”

For these people's exclamations, the audience in the live broadcast room will not pay attention.

At this moment, they were all looking at the poet's creation in amazement.

And Liu Nan did not pause, he continued to create.

"Cutting bamboo to take the road, see the small pond below, the water is especially clear.

The whole stone is the bottom, near the shore, and the bottom of the rolled stone is out, for the di, for the island, for the ridge, for the rock.

The green trees are verdant, swaying, and uneven. ”

I walked more than 120 steps west from the hillock, and across the bamboo forest, I could hear the sound of water, like the sound of the rings worn by a person colliding with each other, and I was very happy.

Cut down the bamboo, open a path and walk over, and walk down the road to see a small pool, the water of which is exceptionally cool.

The small pool is based on a single stone, close to the shore, and some parts of the bottom of the stone are rolled up to expose the water.

It has a variety of shapes, such as underwater highlands, small islands, uneven rocks, and rocky rocks.

Verdant trees, verdant vines, sheltered and entangled, swaying and drooping, jagged, fluttering in the wind.

Meng Lingchuan looked at it stupidly, and recited the content created by Liu Nan at this time.

"The whole stone is the bottom, near the shore, and the bottom of the stone is out, for the di, for the island, for the ridge, for the rock.

This paragraph is really awesome, Anan, you are so awesome.

You are the God of my heart, the God of eternity. Fuck me, when will I have a foundation like yours?

If I could write it, I would be willing to live for ten years.

Damn, these dozen or so words are stunned to write the small stone pool in front of us.

Holy damn, I can't really calm down...... Woowoo woo ......"

Well, Meng Lingchuan's chirping made Huang Mengzhou couldn't help it, and directly covered his mouth.

"Don't bother Anan."

Meng Lingchuan paused, then quieted down. And at this moment, it's not just Meng Lingchuan.

At this moment, He Hongzhang was also amazed in Liu Nan's choice of words.

As Meng Lingchuan said, it's really amazing.

I'm going, Elder Niang Xipi.

This article can be said to bring the scene in front of you to life.

Those who understand only seem to feel that they are in a small stone pool.

Mi Genshen, the mayor of the town, is jumping up and down at this moment, just like a monkey from Mount Emei. Fuck me, he's crazy.

"I rely on it, I want to build Shisheng Town, and from now on, I think this earthwork town should be renamed.

No, no, the town of Earthwork can't be renamed, after all, if the name is changed, no one will know. God, this little stone pool, I will protect it tomorrow.

No one can go past to destroy. In the future, this place will be a scenic spot that will not fade for thousands of years in my earthwork town.

This is the place where Mr. Poet Saint personally wrote an article to praise it. ”

At this moment, Migan couldn't help himself with excitement, God knows how many people envy this earthwork town at this moment.

"What the hell, I'm envious. How nice is this earthwork town to be our town? ”

"God, damn it, Mi Genshen's dick hair, why is it so lucky?

His uncle, why didn't my husband come here? ”

These people wail, these people are crazy to complain and envy and hate.

But it doesn't work, none of this can be changed.

At this moment, after Zhang Chitong took a sip of wine, he sighed.

"What the hell, this young man is, what a awesome! This article is really amazing. ”

No matter how shocked the audience is six years later, no matter how envious they are, all this has nothing to do with Liu Nan.

His whole person is still immersed in creation. It seems that inspiration never stops, it seems that his whole person is immersed in it, and the whole person is rippling in the sea of words.

Everything around him has been forgotten by Liu Nan, what friends, what summer heat, what small stone pools, what birdsong, what mountains, rivers and plants, etc., have all left Liu Nan's world.

"The fish in the pool can have a hundred heads, and they are all empty and swimming.

The sun is clear, and the shadow is on the stone.

Still, the air is far away, and the back and forth are fleeting, as if enjoying with the tourists. ”

"Looking at the southwest of the pond, the snake is fighting, and the light and extinction can be seen.

Its shore is different from each other, and its source is unknown.

Sitting on the pond, surrounded by bamboo trees on all sides, lonely and uninhabited, sad and cold, quietly gloomy.

It is not allowed to live for a long time, but to remember it.

Fellow travelers: Mengzhou, Lingchuan, Pujia, Hongzhang, Yuanming. The two new acquaintances, Shanren and Zhengxing. The rest is one person, and my beloved wife sees the snow. ”

Looking to the southwest of the small stone pool, the stream twists and turns like the Big Dipper, winding forward like a snake, appearing and disappearing.

The terrain on both sides of the river is intertwined like a dog's teeth, and the source of the stream cannot be known.

I sat on the edge of the pool, surrounded by bamboo forests and trees, silent and empty.

It makes people feel desolate, cold to the bone, quiet and far-reaching, and filled with a sad atmosphere.

Because the environment here is too bleak to stay for long, I made a note of the scene here and left.

The people who went to play together were Huang Mengzhou, Meng Lingchuan, Xue Pujia, He Hongzhang, and Wang Yuanming.

There are also newly acquainted Fang Zhengxing and Feng Shanren. Finally, there is another one, which is my lover Li Jianxue.

The story of Xiaoshitan was written by Liu Nan, and this article was perfectly displayed in front of everyone.

This article makes people feel mouth-to-mouth when they read it. This is a classic article, and it is also a shocking work.

And at this moment, this work appeared in front of everyone. A peach blossom book, write down the small stone pool.

】

Such a work, written on such a piece of paper, is really a beautiful thing in the world!

At this moment, Liu Nan, after writing it, seemed to have some sighs.

Slightly melancholy, he put down the pen in his hand, and then looked at his friends.

"I'm done, and I'm done with it. Everyone, let's go home! ”

……

"What a good article, such an article is suitable for a person to enjoy well, the kind of appreciation that no one disturbs."

"Perhaps, this is the best life of my husband. Hey, no, tonight's live broadcast seems to be up to time? ”

As soon as these words came out, the audience in the live broadcast room immediately looked at the time.

Good guys are not wrong, tonight's live broadcast, it seems that it is really time.

It's ten o'clock, and it's a two-hour live broadcast every Saturday, which makes many people reluctant.

"I said Xiaopo Station, you can't be that sensible? Isn't it okay to live stream for three hours a night? ”

"That's right, who are you perfunctory at this time? It's enough to look at a fart, and it's gone before it's enjoyable. ”

"Damn, is this the end? That's too fast, right? It just feels like after a while, the good guy is gone?

No, no, it's going to be two more hours, I'm going to see Mr. continue to write articles and watch him pretend to be forced. ”

"Damn, what I said, Mr. Liu Nan is a saint in front of people, isn't it some kind of pretense?"

"It's no difference, Mr. himself said that this is pretending."

"Go, go, go, a bunch of very boring ones. But I also want to continue to watch, Xiaopo Station, you have too little dry goods tonight. ”

Well, no matter how much the audience in the live broadcast room protests, it's useless, at this moment the camera is facing the sunset, and the golden light shines on.

Liu Nan's back looks particularly beautiful in the lens.

The camera shoots like this, and then slowly darkens down?

In the end, the camera disappeared completely, and at this time, An An, the host, appeared in the camera.

"Hello to the audience and friends in the live broadcast room. Tonight's live broadcast is over, thank you all for taking two hours to accompany my husband. ”

"An An, you are not sensible, why did you come out here?

I'll just ask you, why are you running out? At this point, you should stand with us and protest against your laziness. ”

"Say, your editor, have you been in love lately?

Who can see such a small thing, my God?

Two more hours, or I'll uninstall your little station. ”

"I haven't seen enough, can you come more."

Looking at the opposition of so many viewers in the live broadcast room, An An really felt trembling in his heart.

This is hundreds of millions of users.,My sky is dying.,I'm just a quiet beautiful girl.,How can I experience such a thing?

"Ahem, families, tonight's live broadcast is over, and you all have to be considerate of our editors.

There are too many video materials left by Mr. We need to extract the essence from it, and then edit it for everyone.

Although it is only a short two hours a day, these require our editors to extract them bit by bit from hundreds of videos.

Don't think it's easy, our editor, who can be said to have worked more than thirteen hours a day for the live video broadcast of Mr. during this time.

Also, I haven't taken a vacation for months.

Even so, it is very difficult to ensure that updates can be broadcast live every Saturday.

At present, being able to guarantee live broadcast every Saturday is already our limit. ”

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

Indeed, there are so many videos that you need to sift through them to find useful footage, edit it and stitch it into a video, which is really a very tiring job.

The main reason is that there are too many video materials left, and many things can only be edited.

It can be said that recently, the hairline of each of the editors in Xiaopo Station has moved back a lot.

This is also the reason why the people here in the editing room have such a deep grudge against Ding Feng, the boss.

"Forget it, it's really too difficult, as long as you can ensure that there is a live update every Saturday.

Of course, in the last word, it can be broadcast for a longer time. ”

"That's right, don't rush it, it's not a live broadcast, as soon as people arrive, they sit in front of the camera and say."

"Okay, I understand you, but can you reveal about the next live broadcast?"

Seeing that the audience in the live broadcast room didn't say anything about adding more, An An breathed a sigh of relief.

Seriously, it's a disaster for this group of people to make trouble, whether it's for her or the platform. It's great to be able to calm it down.

"What's the next live broadcast? Well, I'll give you a little bit of that.

The next live broadcast has something to do with Biansai, or in other words, in the next live broadcast, there will be a lot of poems, the kind of poems that make people's blood boil.

That's all I can say, or I'll be fined.

Ladies and gentlemen, so good this live broadcast is over, let's get together at eight o'clock next Saturday night, An An and Mr. video. I'll be waiting for you here.

When the time comes, let's follow Mr. to see the new scenery. ”

After speaking, An An waved his hand, and then tonight's live broadcast ended.

After the live broadcast ended, these viewers didn't seem to leave, but chatted in the live broadcast room, and there were a lot of people.

……

"Mrs. Liu, please rest assured, we will definitely not damage Mr. Liu Nan's work.

His works are now our national treasures, and if they are damaged, they will not be able to protect the people of the whole country. ”

Jin Yiwei specially came to escort him, and every step was so serious and cautious.

Today is the weekend, and people from the relevant departments of the imperial court came to find Li Jianxue and wanted to copy Liu Nan's vocal rhythm enlightenment.

It is then handed over to the children's palaces everywhere and let them be used as children's enlightenment works.

At this moment, people from the Ministry of Culture also followed.

These people cautiously looked at the book in front of them, this sound rhythm enlightenment created by Liu Nan.

This is really a national treasure, the original manuscript of the poet Liu Nan, it can be said that there is nothing more precious than this.

"I'm sorry everyone, remember to send it back when you're done with it."

"Mrs. Liu, please rest assured, we will definitely send it back intact.

By the way, Mrs. Liu, tomorrow's statue of Mr. Liu Nan, you remember to go to Wensheng City to participate. This is a very important thing for Mr. Liu Nan. ”

Li Jianxue nodded slightly: "I know, thanks to the court's kindness to my family Anan, I will definitely pass." ”

Li Jianxue will definitely agree, and it is impossible for her not to go over such an important matter.

And after these people left, Li Jianxue turned around and started to get busy.

Because next, Wei Qingpei's album is about to be released, so she is quite busy.

It's just that, no matter how busy you are, you have to go to Wensheng City tomorrow.

……

Not only Li Jianxue, but also many people received invitations.

He Hongzhang looked at the invitation letter written by the Grand Master of Wensheng City in his hand, and couldn't help laughing, laughing wildly.

"Anan, you kid, I said it at the beginning, you are the lighthouse in the dark night, and you will definitely go down in history.

Now, your statue has entered the City of Wensheng and has become a true saint of the ages. Well, I'm not wrong, right?

It's a pity, it's a pity, you can't see this day yourself.

How nice it would be if you could see this day for yourself!

Mother, you stinky boy walks in style, and those of us who are alive will not feel good.

Tomorrow, I'm going to go over and have a look, and watch your statue enter the Wensheng City.

Look at you kid, and truly become a saint. Unexpectedly, I, He Hongzhang, also have a saint brother.

In the future, there will definitely be a person like me in the history books of this great man. ”

……

Lu Xunhuan has come back, he returned to Dahan yesterday afternoon, and the confession he filmed Liu Nan wrote to Li Jianxue has now been completed.

This time, the reason why he came back was also to participate in the ceremony of Liu Nan's statue.

lived in the bamboo forest in Wensheng City, and Xiao Zhu, who lived in the bamboo forest, and Lu Xunhuan also knew each other. And today, Xiao Zhu also came to Wensheng City in advance.

"Xunhuan, you said that Anan is still alive, how happy should he be to see this scene?"

Lu Xunhuan looked at the eight statues in Wensheng Square and couldn't help but smile.

"yes, how happy should he be to be alive?

However, if he is alive, his statue will not be able to enter Wensheng Square.

Because, this world will not allow a living saint. This has been the case since ancient times. ”

Xiao Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then she looked at Lu Xunhuan helplessly.

"You, you, you, you speak really straightforwardly, and you don't understand any blank space.

It seems that all these years on the side of the Western Alliance, you have become accustomed to the way they speak. ”

Lu Xunhuan shook his head: "No, I just said a few words of truth."

There is another one, which I was planning to come back to last year.

It's just that I was going to help Anan shoot a work at the time, so I should stay there.

Now that the filming of this work is complete, when the work is released and I take care of everything over there, I will come back and come home. ”

Xiao Zhu was stunned for a moment, and then he was very happy.

"It's good to come back, the leaves return to the roots, there is no place, more lovely than your hometown.

Lao He and they will be very happy when they know this news.

I don't know how lively tomorrow's canonization ceremony will be? ”

……

"I don't care how lively it is, I just want to record tomorrow's ceremony.

So, tomorrow our family will go to Wensheng City to see Anan sanctified. ”

Huang Mengzhou said at this moment.

"Listen to you, I'll go see tomorrow."

……

Feng Shanren received a phone call, which made him hesitate for a moment.

Then, he hung up the phone and looked at the guys on his team.

"Lao Feng, did you let you go and participate in Mr. Liu Nan's canonization ceremony?"

A big brother with a smile on his dark face at this moment.

"Yes, but ...... on our side"

"I rely on Lao Feng, what do you want to say? This kind of thing is just like this once in this life.

Or rather, once in a few hundred years. And you, as a friend of my husband, will take time out of your time tomorrow no matter what.

No, it's going to be tonight, and you can't be late tomorrow.

If you don't go, our team won't agree.

Just kidding, just leave this matter to us. ”

"That's right, Lao Feng, don't paint the lake.

I'm telling you, if you don't go, I'm not going to say a word to you for three days.

By the way, in the past, if you can meet Lu Xunhuan and Lu Shen, remember to help me get a few autographs back.

I'm a big fan of him, and every one of his works, even though I didn't go to the cinema, doesn't stop me from adoring him. ”

"Ahhh

Xiaoyu, the girl, also ran over excitedly. Looking at the expectant eyes of his companions, Feng Shanren finally nodded.

"Okay, I'll be lazy tomorrow and work hard for everyone.

When I come back, I'll definitely double the compensation.

As for your signatures, don't worry, I'll give you the door to come back. Lu Xunhuan and Yuan Xingcan, I still know each other. ”

"Okay, by the way, Brother Feng, remember to start the live broadcast tomorrow and show us too.

Mr. Liu Nan is holy, tomorrow is another great event for my Han. ”

……

"I ??? Sister-in-law, I won't go, I will be embarrassed to go over like this, so as not to embarrass Brother Nan. ”

At this moment, Xie Lingsheng heard that Li Jianxue was going to take him over tomorrow, and his first thought was to refuse.

Even if he has seen it now, he still doesn't want to be known that he is like this.

Therefore, he refused at the first time. After refusing, Xie Lingsheng felt a little regretful.

When Li Jianxue saw Xie Lingsheng like this, she couldn't help but come over and slapped Xie Lingsheng on the head directly.

"Stinky boy, you still recognize me as a sister-in-law, you recognize Anan as your eldest brother, and you will come with me tomorrow.

Listen to yourself, what are you talking about? ”