Some of the lyricists sitting at the scene showed skeptical expressions, some showed excitement, and some showed surprise.

For example, Liang Bai looked a little surprised.

Listening to the meaning of Whale Fall, it is not that he has no confidence in his work.

It's just too lazy to take it out.

In the ears of others, this sounds like he has a free and easy personality, does not fight for fame and fortune, and is extraordinarily chic.

Liang Bai heard an extreme arrogance and contempt in these words.

Inspiration? Yes, poetry? It's easy, I'm just too lazy to write.

You have learned from the camp, and you have fought for fame and achievements, and I have them at my fingertips.

So, what do you have to be proud of?

Liang Bai gritted his teeth: "Since this is the case, then please ask Teacher Whale Fall to give advice!" ”

The word teacher was bitten very hard by him.

Everyone could see that he was not convinced.

Who knew that Yu Hai actually nodded and said, "Yes." ”

It's like really trying to teach.

Then he stopped talking nonsense, and walked out of his position directly to the huge flower paper hanging on the side.

At this point, there is a small piece of work that has been written on it.

Yu Hai took a brush very casually, and without brewing, he wrote directly on it:

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together"

He wrote in silence, but many people at the scene followed his writing and read out the verses on it.

"Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!"

It seems that a bright moon can be seen in front of you, shining on the surface of the river, rippling for thousands of miles.

At the scene, except for the sound of reading, all other sounds seem to disappear, as if the poem shows a sense of picture.

Tranquility.

Then, there was a tinkling sound in such a faint sound.

Someone subconsciously turned his head to look over and found that it was the Shen family who had been sitting there quietly like a mascot.

I don't know if she was touched by the verse, but she involuntarily began to play the lute in her hand.

What she played was an ancient song called Spring River Flower Moon Night that everyone had heard before.

They had already thought it was a beautiful piece.

But at this moment, with the scenery described in the poem, everyone felt that the scenery of this moonlit night in the spring river became more and more magnificent.

It is also more beautiful and concrete, and it has an impact on people's hearts.

"Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did Jiang Yue shine at the beginning of the year? ”

"Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year."

“……”

The scenery depicted by the verses and the music complement each other, and thus fulfills each other and elevates each other to a higher place.

In the haze, the summer heat seems to have disappeared, and they seem to be in a beautiful and tranquil place, and their vision rotates with the poems, from large to small, from far to near, and then focuses on a lonely moon.

Romantic, aesthetic atmosphere, surrounded by everyone.

"Whose family is Bian Zhouzi tonight? Where is Acacia Moon Tower? ”

The evening frost condensed on the petals on the shore, and it seemed that there was a breeze blowing through the boat, rippling a ripple, and also shaking a melancholy of longing for everyone's old years.

The beautiful musical language, the beautiful poems, and the wisps of thoughts and feelings contained in the poems.

Everyone present was intoxicated and couldn't help themselves.

"I don't know how many people will return to the moon? The setting moon shakes the river trees. ”

The music flows like water in everyone's ears, and the picture on the surface of this poem also rotates with the passage of time, the moon is born, the moon hangs, the moon is oblique, and the moon sets, because of a poem, they have the beauty of a whole night.

A perfect expression of literature and art.

It's wonderful!

Waiting for Yu Hai to finish writing, he put down his slightly sour right hand, raised his head and turned around.

I found that everyone at the scene was staring at the verses on the wall in a daze.

Their expressions were focused and trance-like, as if they were immersed in another world, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a while.

The chanting stops, and then the lute ends in an overtone.

The scene fell completely silent.

Even the onlookers who eat melons seem to be affected by the beautiful atmosphere created by this rare poetry and music, and they are reluctant to break such a beautiful artistic conception for a long time.

The sound is not clear, and the poem is endless.

Yu Hai waited for a while and found that no one was silent.

He stepped back to his seat.

However, as soon as he moved, he finally drew the attention of many people back to him.

After coming back to their senses, everyone's expressions when they watched the whale fall were very complicated.

There are admiration, some are gratifying, some are surprised, some are shocked, some are incredulous, and some are ashamed.

Liang Bai watched dumbfoundedly as Yu Hai calmly walked back to his position.

His mouth was open, but he didn't know what he was supposed to say.

This poem left him speechless, and it also made him completely feel the gap between himself and the whale fall.

Thinking of his previous self-righteousness, he now only felt a wave of embarrassment in his heart.

Growing up, he had never been so frustrated.

It wasn't until Yu Hai sat down in his place, lifted the teacup, and took a sip of tea that the scene finally became lively.

"Wonderful!"

"Write the moon in every sentence, but not redundant."

"What a beautiful and beautiful, beautiful and charming moonlit night picture of the Spring River, admire!"

"At the beginning, I felt the grandeur of the bright moon gushing out with the rushing tide. Absolutely! ”

"The moon shines on the spring river, the waves are shining, the river is turning, the flowers and plants are everywhere, the frost does not fly, and the white sand can't see so many wonderful realms, I am crying to death, others can't show a single poem, he has a poem."

"Quiet, bright, ethereal and clear, it's really beautiful!"

"The whole poem takes the night as the background, depicting the flowers and moons of the Spring River under the spring moon, creating a pure, clear, blurry, trance and empty wonderful atmosphere."

"A poem within a poem!"

"This is the most beautiful ancient poem I have ever seen!"

"I think this poem needs to be savored in more detail, and there are many places to interpret it."

“……”

Yu Hai watched in silence as everyone spoke enthusiastically, silently, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Actually, I really don't care much.

These people discuss the poem, and the older and older they are, the more they have their own ideas.

They have their own opinions, and they don't need to be affirmed by the author of Whale Fall.

Of course, when I occasionally argue with someone, I will ask for his opinion.

However, most of the time, whale falls say that the wise see the wise and the benevolent see the benevolent, and ask them to stick to their own ideas.

As time went on, the more they read the poem, the more they felt that they understood more, and the more they saw to be published, endlessly.

Time passed slowly, but the exchange meeting did not enter the next link.

Is there only one link today?

Yu Hai was a little puzzled.

At this time, Cong Pingping stood up and motioned for everyone to be quiet and said: "It's really Whale Fall's poem today is so wonderful that we can't put it down, and now everyone has no heart to continue creating, so we temporarily decided to cancel the next link, I don't know if you have any opinions?" ”

"Nope!"

Everyone replied almost in unison.

These people's love of words and poetry is permanent.

Now that everyone has encountered such a good poem, everyone has no mind to do anything else.

I just want to really communicate with so many people in the same way, so I can communicate well.

Isn't that the essence of the exchange?

The melon-eating crowd also doesn't mind such a scene at all:

"Agree, there is a poem about whale falling, and whoever creates it later will be dwarfed, so it's better not to do it."

"I originally knew a lot, but when I heard their analysis, I felt that I also understood a lot!"

"I've learned a lot of trivia that I didn't know before."

"The discussion is not much inferior to the Psalms themselves!"

"I feel like this is just one song, enough for everyone to discuss for three days and three nights!"

"Teacher Tang, if you can say it, just say more!"

"Agree, this poem is so good."

"Even if it's a whale fall, you can't write better!"

“……”

Yu Hai: "......"

Is it so casual?

He had heard that there were still sightseeing activities arranged after the poetry meeting, but now it seems that there are no more.

In other words, if you sit all the time, don't you really need to get up and move your body?

Yu Hai's eyes drifted over several old men and old ladies, and found that their expressions were fanatical, as if they had encountered rare treasures, obviously they didn't have the energy to think about other things.

In this regard, he has to admit that compared to himself, these people really love poetry at this moment.

The exchange meeting lasted until more than 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and the organizers had to interrupt everyone's gushing hearts and invite the participants to the dinner.

The banquet was also held in a traditional format, with musicians and dancers.

It's a bit of the feeling of an old-fashioned night banquet picture.

It's a pity that Yu Hai didn't have much time to appreciate these, and a bunch of people asked him to toast.

Even if Yu Hai replaced wine with tea, he drank a little bit.

It's a pity that there is a table of good food.

Yu Hai looked at the food he didn't eat much regretfully, and deeply felt that the dinner party with so many participants was too tiring and the gains outweighed the losses.

Avoid it next time!

Fortunately, he has always behaved relatively taciturn, and he doesn't like to communicate with people.

It seems a bit cold to some people, but it does save him a lot of trouble.

People don't even feel bad about it.

Isn't it normal for talented people to be cold?

After participating in the exchange meeting, Yu Hai's mission in the city has been completed, and he is not ready to wait for the end of the cultural festival to leave.

After all, there will be a lot of people at that time, and it may not be convenient to buy tickets.

However, Yu Hai was still a little hesitant about the next destination.

It was really the encirclement of fans this time that made him afraid.

So many people, if he hadn't been clever in the end, they might have been trapped there.

So in the next city, he doesn't want to be recognized, and even if he has to be discovered in the end, he doesn't want too many people.

So where to choose?

Yu Hai was lying on the hotel bed, flipping through his mobile phone, looking for inspiration.

Suddenly, he swiped to the circle of friends, thought of Huang Xinghui, and immediately had an idea.

In this way, even if fans know where he is, they can't rush to chase and intercept him.

Yu Hai felt that he was simply too smart.

(End of chapter)