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Thinking of the emperor's appearance in ordinary times is simply more frightening than the late emperor, especially when he smiles, he doesn't even know what the emperor is thinking.
But with the current situation, the veterans lamented that only the Queen and the Empress could see the Emperor like this.
Su Changan walked to the screen, thought for a while, picked up the pen, and started writing.
[The Sapphire Case·New Year’s Eve]
Just when Su Changan was writing the name of the Shuci brand. To be precise, when Su Changan raised his hand to start writing, everyone present stared at the place where the pen in Su Changan's hand came into contact with the screen.
Even Chen Xin, Su Zifan, and Xia Yaomo also ran over to take a look.
'The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down, and the stars are like rain. BMW's carved cars fill the road with fragrance. The phoenix flute sounded, the jade pot turned light, and fish and dragons danced all night. '
Su Changan finished it in one go, and the words were still ugly, but the pen was as sharp as the pen in his hand was a blade. Everyone who looked at it could clearly feel the sharpness.
just
If we use the words circulated by Xu Zuiyin and look at these words from another angle, everyone feels that they are not ugly. After all, it is another font, but...
Not beautiful!
But regardless of the font, just looking at the Shangque, everyone was a little disappointed, because it just exaggerated the liveliness and grandeur of the Lantern Festival, and there was nothing unique about it.
Compared with the previous poems such as Su Changan's "Plum Blossom", "Water Melody Songtou" and "Don't See You", the opening chapter and the poems about conferring gods, this poem is slightly ordinary. The only good thing is that the fireworks are written as Xingyu is here for people to learn from and borrow, which is much better than the badly written Fire Trees and Silver Flowers.
But everyone was not in a hurry and just watched Su Changan continue writing.
After all, it is still the saying that scholars should despise each other. Among the people present, although there were some scholars who secretly expected Su Changan to fall from the altar, they did not dare to show it.
Su Changan's status is too high!
Show it today, let alone tomorrow. The glutinous rice balls tonight will probably be gone before anyone can eat them.
Su Changan was calm and composed, and continued writing with the pen in his hand.
'The moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance. People looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looking back, that person
"Huh!?"
Just as Su Changan was writing this, a talented woman from a big family who was also famous for her poetry couldn't help but stand up.
Su Changan looked back at her.
And everyone else also looked at her.
The talented woman quickly apologized, then shrank back, not daring to speak, but she still looked at Su Changan's back with a look of shock, because she seemed to have guessed what Su Changan wanted to express, so she couldn't help but exclaim. , because it looks like this.
The lyrics of this song are no less than those of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" and "Don't You See Me"! !
It’s even another one of the most popular lyrics about the Lantern Festival!
In addition to this woman, in fact, everyone present such as Yao Yuanzai, Zhao Shi, Xu Zuiyin, including Pei Nanzhi who stopped writing, Mu Xu, Xun Kuang and others could see it.
And as expected.
Su Changan wrote the last sentence: "The crowd searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, the man was there, in the dim light." '
but.
Looking at this sentence, it was beyond their imagination.
They felt that Su Changan wanted to find the woman in the end, but they didn't expect...
It will be written so beautifully.
"Good words!" Zhou An'an was the first to stand up and praised repeatedly, staring at the last sentence on the screen with his eyes wandering.
Su Changan glanced at this charming and beautiful man with a smile, and then looked at everyone: "My poor work made everyone laugh."
After saying that, Su Changan walked towards his position.
At the moment, Xia Fengxiang was also looking at the words written by Su Changan on the screen, with the corners of his mouth raised and a silly smile.
But seeing Su Chang'an, Xia Fengxiang tried hard to hold down the corners of his mouth and refrain from laughing.
When Su Changan saw it, he felt helpless. When he walked over and sat down, he whispered: "This little word, okay."
Xia Fengxiang saw it and pursed his lips: "Just average!"
Su Changan continued in a low voice: "Stop pretending, I saw you smiling, your teeth were exposed, and you even saw the pepper on your teeth."
Xia Fengxiang immediately licked his teeth when he heard it, and then glared at Su Changan.
Others were still looking at Su Changan's poems.
Mu Xu moved from the back to the front. If it weren't for Old Master Yao who grabbed Mu Xu, the master of the wine ceremony would have moved to the screen to see for himself.
"Another sentence to consecrate the gods."
"I searched for him thousands of times, but suddenly I looked back, and there he was, in a dimly lit place. It was a perfect place, with endless aftertaste."
"The upper column seems ordinary and a bit boring, but I didn't expect that the lights, moon, fireworks, sheng flutes, and social dances intertwined into the joy of New Year's Eve, and there was also the dazzling scene at the beginning of the lower column. The beauties in the parade are all just for that one "person", and if there is no "this person", then everything will have no meaning and interest."
Master Zhao Shi looked at the poem on the screen, recited it a few times, and sighed with a wry smile: "It's just like [Shui Diao Ge Tou] again. After this poem, there is no other Shangyuan poem."
Listening to everyone's approval, Liu Donglai, Lin Ruoyun, Zhai Zhiqiu and others smiled bitterly and shook their heads.
Among them, Tan Songyan looked at the poem written by Su Changan, then looked at the other poems, and finally looked at his own poem, wishing he could go up and erase it.
If it is together with other poems, it is actually not bad, after all, the difference is not big.
But this sentence there feels inexplicably too banal.
Pei Nanzhi was thoughtful, looked down at the words he had written, and then at what Su Changan had written. He crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it to Xun Kuang, throwing the pen there as well, and sat there. In front of the table, it was as if I had stopped writing.
Seeing this scene, both Xun Kuang and Ji Shuying had headaches on their faces, but they did not dare to say anything, but they all looked at the poem again.
That last sentence is really exquisite.
With just one sentence like that, deep and deep feelings burst out in an instant.
Especially the words "Searching for Him Thousands of Baidu" and "Lights Dimming" further reflect Su Changan's meticulous writing and painstaking writing.
The talented woman who had just exclaimed was staring blankly at the poems on the screen, and immediately copied them down.
But when he copied the part about 'I have searched for him among the crowd for thousands of times', he stopped writing, moved his lips, looked at the last sentence on the screen, and recited it several times again.
She just realized that the Empress was laying the groundwork for the final sentence, which would reveal that the person had been found. After all, the word "that person" had already been mentioned.
But she never expected that the empress would write such a sentence as "Lights dimly lit", because it was so beautiful. Just thinking about the scene, she felt that not only the artistic conception was beautiful, but the picture was also refreshing.
At this time, Yan Shu and Zuo Shaoweng also exchanged a few words immediately, and they all expressed their praise and admiration in their hearts.
But I'm also glad that I wasn't prepared, otherwise all my efforts would have been in vain.
However, the two looked at Levi aside.
Yan Shu and Zuo Shaoweng couldn't help laughing when they saw Li Wei retracting his poems and pretending to be unprepared.
But it is understandable.
After all, without the last sentence, this poem would be a bit mediocre, even not as good as the previous one by Lin Ruoyun.
But the last sentence is to confer the title of God!
but
Zuo Shaoweng suddenly thought of something and looked at Uncle Qi, who was a few years older than him. After all, Uncle Qi had not yet gone to write poems on the screen.
But seeing this, Zuo Shaoweng smiled helplessly.
I saw my seventh uncle Zuo Cunxu, his fingers gently clasping the table, staring at the poems on the screen, making it clear that he had already begun arranging music.
"Sure enough, the crown is overwhelming." Zuo Shaoweng looked at Yan Shu and said.
Yan Shu heard the words, nodded, and then looked at the person on the main seat who was a beautiful sight.
There has always been a doubt in my mind.
How different is it from that queen.
It looked like the couplet before, but now it is a masterpiece.
Su Zifan was holding a pen and had already finished writing the poem. Then he looked at Chen Xin and Xia Yaomo and said, "You two watch, I will go back and write poems for my family."
Chen Xin heard this: "Huh?"
Su Zifan immediately said: "You are a monk, and you are not married. You don't know how to please your daughter by all means, like me. Tell my brother for me."
With that said, Su Zifan didn't explain much, turned around and ran towards the outside of [Haitang Tower].
The girl Wan'er likes the older girl very much. I got this first-hand poem. After reading it to her, I couldn't say more than a few words, "Daddy is so kind"! I can let it go! ?
Thinking like this, Su Zifan's feet became faster and faster.
Chen Xin glanced at the door and curled her lips. She was seriously ill!
Xia Yaomo said thoughtfully at this time: "I really want to study hard, brother, I think I should study hard."
Chen Xin knew what Xia Yaomo was thinking, so he poured cold water on him without any hesitation: "You won't be able to reach this level even if you study for a few more decades. By then, you will be an old man in your 60s. How can you find a wife? Go grab one, or I'll break your legs!"
Xia Yaomo immediately grimaced.
I came here to find a wife, but how do I find one?
All the girls’ eyes looked at the emperor’s sister-in-law with pity in their eyes.
At this time, Mu Xu moved his eyes away from the poetry on the screen, took two steps towards where Su Changan and Xia Fengxiang were, and saluted respectfully: "Greetings to Your Majesty, and to the Queen."
After bowing, Mu Xu looked at Su Changan: "Mother, journal."
Before he finished speaking, he looked at Su Changan with a smile.
When Su Changan saw Mu Xu coming out, he thought that he was about to be published in the journal again, and sure enough!
So he looked at Mu Xu and said, "Wait a minute, there should be someone else who wants to write poems. When they are finished, everyone will come together. I see that everyone has written well."
Su Changan meant well.
but.
When Mu Xu heard this, he smiled helplessly.
When others heard this, they were even more helpless.
Together?