Wang Fugui came from a wealthy family, but he liked to be refined. He especially liked to make friends, and he also knew how to compose poems. Therefore, he often liked to show off a few mediocre poems. Occasionally, he would come up with a few decent poems.
Now that he knew that Lu Changsheng liked poems, he naturally wanted to show off.
"Brother Wang, this is a good suggestion!"
"Yes, yes, this is a good suggestion."
Everyone nodded.
Lu Changsheng just glanced at Liu Qingfeng.
In fact, Lu Changsheng did not dislike reciting poems for fun. He was just worried that if he recited a poem, some sort of phenomenon would appear. That would not be good.
Fortunately, he had the Heaven and Earth Black Yellow Pagoda. As long as it was not too excessive, he could still suppress it.
"How about this? I came up with this idea on the spur of the moment. Why don't we listen to Brother Wang's poem first before listening to Brother Lu's poem?"
Zhou Haijie said, thinking that it would be difficult for Lu Changsheng to compose a poem at the last minute.
Lu Changsheng nodded.
Wang Fugui immediately coughed and said.
"Since that's the case, I'll show my incompetence."
After saying this, Wang Fugui stood up and said slowly.
"Traveling on a red boat to Jinling!"
"The boat accompanies the fish!"
"Just like you, me, and him!"
"It's fate that we meet!"
Wang Fugui recited affectionately.
Especially the last sentence, it was full of emotion.
"Good!"
"Good! Good! Good! This poem is really good! "
"Brother Wang is indeed talented. That's great!"
Everyone immediately revealed looks of admiration.
Lu Changsheng was dumbfounded.
You call this a poem?
You can even boast about it?
He did not know if these people were doing this for the sake of the money or if they were really bad at it.
This kind of poem had no rhyme or words.
He looked at Liu Qingfeng, who nodded. Although he did not say anything, he seemed to think it was a good idea.
At this moment, Lu Changsheng felt hopeless about this world.
They were all illiterate.
"Brother Wang's poem is filled with emotion. The opening line is about a red boat traveling in Jinling, the boat accompanied by the fish as a foreshadowing. The next two lines are like you, me, and him, it is fate that brought us together. He wrote the essence of the poem."
Zhou Haijie was simply a super bootlicker.
Zhang Peng also nodded and said, "The finishing touch is the last sentence. It is fate that brought us together. Yes, it is fate that brought us together."
As he said so, everyone nodded.
"Brother Lu, have you thought it through?"
Zhou Haijie asked Lu Changsheng curiously.
As for Lu Changsheng, he slowly stood up. He had originally intended to carefully think of a better poem, but now it seemed that … Hehe!
"Black clouds roll over and cover the mountains."
"Bai Yu jumping beads into the boat."
"The wind that sweeps the earth suddenly scatters."
"The waters of the Lake Gazing Tower are like the sky."
Lu Changsheng slowly drank the poem.
He was very calm. This poem was written by the great writer Su Shi. It was more than enough to deal with these people.
However, after the poem was finished.
Everyone frowned slightly. Zhou Haijie even opened his mouth.
"Brother Lu's poem is really good. It describes the black clouds like spilled ink, not covering the mountains. The raindrops fall on the lake, splashing countless splashes, jumping into the cabin. Then the wind sweeps, blowing away the clouds on the lake. The last line, 'The sky is clear after the rain, the wind is calm and the waves are calm. Abandoning the boat and climbing the tower, looking at the lake by the railing, the water reflects the sky, blue, clear and beautiful."
"But … this poem doesn't fit the scenery."
Zhou Haijie was really cultured. He immediately understood the meaning of Lu Changsheng's poem.
He just felt that Lu Changsheng's poem didn't fit the scenery.
Everyone nodded.
Although the poem was beautiful and the words were excellent, the problem was that the poem didn't fit the scenery. It seemed to be lacking something.
"It doesn't fit the scenery?"
Lu Changsheng smiled and said. Suddenly, everyone's mind was stirred.
But soon, Zhou Haijie came back to his senses and replied, "The weather is sunny, where did the dark clouds come from? Where did the rain come from?"
Zhou Haijie was very curious.
At that moment, Lu Changsheng smiled gently.
He slowly walked to the bow of the ship.
Then, he stretched out his hand and said slowly.
"Isn't the rain here?"
A voice sounded.
In an instant.
Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip!
Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip!
Ripples suddenly appeared on the calm surface of the lake.
Heavy rain fell, and the water on the entire river was jumping.
Between the mountains and the mountains, mist spread.
The dark clouds were as dark as ink, but they couldn't cover all the mountains.
On the red ship.
Everyone looked at everything in astonishment.
This … this … this is too extraordinary.
Zhou Haijie was stunned. Wang Fugui was stunned. Zhang Peng was stunned. Everyone on the ship was stunned.
From afar.
On the bow of the ship.
Lu Changsheng was dressed in white, like an immortal. He stood at the bow of the ship with his back facing everyone. At this time, the rain was pouring, and the mist covered the mountains and rivers. The sound of falling rain could be heard. The scenery was beautiful.
"How can there be such a handsome person in this world?"
A woman said slowly. Her eyes were blurred, and her heart had already fallen on Lu Changsheng.
Even the men couldn't help but sigh with an inexplicable sense of inferiority.
Looking at the pouring rain, Lu Changsheng also had some inexplicable feelings.
Standing at the head of the bridge, there were servants holding umbrellas. The wind blew, causing the corners of their clothes to flutter.
Standing with his hands behind his back, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but say.
"A small boat in the waves, sleeping in the misty rain of Jiangnan. When I came, my eyes were filled with green mountains, shaking my green cape to return. "
"The spring rain breaks the bridge, and people don't cross it. The small boat protrudes out of the willows."
"The spring water is blue in the sky, and the painted boat listens to the rain."
"The red rain drops, and the green smoke hangs from the willows."
Lines of poetry were recited by Lu Changsheng.
In an instant, in the mist, a mirage appeared.
Ships appeared one after another, and people appeared one after another.
Someone fell asleep on a small boat in the waves. When he woke up, the green mountains were dyed with the color of dusk, and he shook his green cape to leave.
The spring water is clear and green, surpassing the blue sky. Lying on the boat, listening to the rain to sleep, what a beautiful poem.
On the Jinling River, there were many ships coming and going. They were all amazed by the mirage in the mist.
Lu Changsheng chuckled softly.
This kind of beauty was intoxicating, as if all the conflicts and disputes had disappeared.
Everyone on the red boat got up and walked to the bow to enjoy the beautiful scenery with Lu Changsheng.
"The spring water is blue in the sky, and the painted boat listens to the rain. So beautiful, this poem is too beautiful! Brother Lu is a genius! "Li Yue was full of admiration. He bowed to Lu Changsheng.
"The red rain drops, and the green smoke hangs from the willows. Although there are no willows, the beauty is in the heart. Brother Lu is a genius." Zhou Haijie was also deeply moved.
Everyone was intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and could not extricate themselves.
And just like that.
The sky suddenly became clear.
The lake was clear, and the sky was blue.
The rain came quickly, and it also left quickly.
It left a beautiful scene for the people on the boat.
Looking at the beautiful scenery, Lu Changsheng could not help but sigh.
"Changsheng, why are you so handsome?"
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