Chapter 1555 The Thoughts of Love
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Missing love?
This topic is easy to say, easy to say, difficult to say, just right.
All the scholars and scholars present began to think about it.
Zhou Fan's mouth twitched slightly. He thought to himself that the sixth prince asked this question. Could it be that he was missing his five thousand faces?
If so, then this love is too fraternal.
"Master Zhou, can Yaxing write the last one?" The sixth prince asked with a smile, "If there is, I will ask them to prepare ink, ink, ink, and ink for you."
Missing love... Zhou Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and thought about it. He suddenly remembered that in order to chase a girl, he worked hard to memorize a poem. The woman's face was blurred, but the poem was still clearly remembered.
It's better to copy a lyric than to criticize someone else's lyric. It's not good to be laughed at... He thought of this and chuckled: "There was an old work before, but it's just right to use it here."
Not everyone can be inspired at the poetry conference, so there are poems in stock in their stomachs to use, and no one dares to laugh. Of course, the premise is that the poems cannot be published before, otherwise it will be meaningless.
The sixth prince smiled and asked for a pen, ink, paper and inkstone for Zhou Fan.
When Zhou Fan picked up the pen to write the lyrics, he suddenly remembered that he once swore that if he wrote poetry again, he would be a dog... Thinking of this, he barked silently three times in his heart before he began to write the lyrics.
The sixth prince was watching. When Zhou Fan finished writing, his eyes became complicated. He sighed: "Master Zhou, you are too bullying."
When a man who likes men tells you to bully people, Zhou Fan gets goosebumps. He puts down the pen and humbly said, "Your Highness will laugh."
Those literati and scholars have almost written their own poems. When they wrote their own poems with confidence, they kept paying attention to Zhou Fan's movements. Seeing that Zhou Fan really wrote one, their faces showed a competitive look.
They admit that Zhou Fan is really powerful, but that doesn't mean they will admit defeat.
The sixth prince looked at the literati and scholars and smiled: "It's not that I intend to curry favor with Lord Zhou and belittle you, it's just that Lord Zhou's poem is too well written, so let's appreciate Lord Zhou's lyrics first, and then we will discuss the selection. thing."
The sixth prince said this, the guests in the hall all looked at each other, is it another masterpiece?
No one objected, and they were also curious about what song Zhou Fan wrote to receive such praise from the Sixth Prince.
While speaking, Zhou Fan's words were copied several times and passed on for those scholars and scholars to browse.
Butterfly Loves Flowers · Relying on a Dangerous Building
Relying on the dangerous building, the wind is thin. Looking at the extreme sorrow of spring, the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of grass-colored smoke. Wordless who will rely on Lanyi.
Intended to get drunk on the sparse madness. For wine as a song, strong music is tasteless. The belt gradually widens and never regrets it. It makes people haggard for Yixiao.
The hall was silent for a while, and the literati and scholars were silent after reading it, and the last sentence was "the belt is getting wider, and there is no regret, because Yi Xiao made people haggard." ' came out and beat them completely.
It is this Dielianhua ci brand name that I have never heard of, but I have never heard it before, and no one dares to say it, otherwise it would appear that they are ignorant?
Besides, as long as the words are excellent, even if the name of the word brand is not available, some people will be willing to arrange the music for the word. Although it is rare, it is not a strange thing.
Zhou Juhua's song was slow, and it was only after it came out that a new tune was made up, so this is just a small problem.
"I don't regret it as my belt gradually widens. I'm haggard because of Yixiao..." Someone sighed softly, and then said enviously, "I don't know how Master Zhou can come up with such a good word. He is really a born poet."
Zhou Fan felt a burst of shame in his heart, I'm sorry, Liu Daqingsheng, please forgive me for this shameless plagiarism.
Seeing that Zhou Fan didn't show any joy, everyone couldn't help but praise it again. They can write such a good work without showing any arrogance, and they are not shocked. This is the style of everyone in poetry.
"This word is not only good at the last sentence. The first three sentences of 'standing and leaning' describe long-term vision and sorrow for life, and the two sentences of 'grass color' describe the meaning of neglected scenes and hurt high thoughts. It is intended to echo the two sentences about wine." One The famous scholar shook his head and said, "Qiangle is tasteless, and the words are extremely painful. The two sentences of 'clothes' are even more tender."
"It can be seen that Lord Zhou misses that girl very deeply and has a very deep affection for that girl."
Everyone spoke out in agreement with the literati's statement. Fortunately, no one asked Zhou Fan which girl he missed, otherwise Zhou Fan really didn't know where to find a girl who didn't exist.
But who did Liu Daqingsheng write the words to?
Zhou Fan didn't know, he just sat there with a calm face, pretending that this matter had nothing to do with him.
Next, no one will talk about the selection of poems, because the outcome is already obvious, and no one can write a poem comparable to this "Butterfly Love Flower". This poem is well-deserved in this private poetry meeting. First.
Those literati and scholars silently put away the poems about love they had just written while they were convinced, and they didn't even have the thought to ask Zhou Fan for advice.
My generation of scholars all want face...
Zhou Fan also breathed a sigh of relief, which is also the reason why he shamelessly plagiarized Liu Daqingsheng's lyrics, because it could save him a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Zhou Fan and the six princes were just talking casually, and the six princes did not say anything to Zhou Fan.
However, some princes will take a cautious attitude and do not recruit easily, and it is not surprising to wait for the right time.
The painting boat docked on its return journey, and a group of scholars and scholars came to say goodbye to the sixth prince. Zhou Fan saw that it was almost time, and he also said goodbye.
"The road is dark and difficult. If Lord Zhou doesn't mind, you can stay overnight in the painting boat."
Staying overnight... Dare not, Zhou Fan's eyes twitched, "There are children at home, so I still need to go back."
"Master Zhou came to Jingdu this time, and brought his family?" The sixth prince asked in surprise.
"It's not really family, just three children who were taken in on the road, they are lonely..." Zhou Fan explained briefly.
"Master Zhou is really a benevolent person. If so, I will not keep Master Zhou." The sixth prince said.
With Zhou Fan's strength, they don't need to send each other.
The painting boat soon left the sixth prince sitting on the top floor of the painting boat, and there were still many painting boats with bright lights on the Huangji River.
Every night, there will be painting boats with lights and lively lights, and singing and singing every night until dawn.
So it doesn't look cold.
"Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is delicate..." The sixth prince softly recited the poem written by Zhou Fan, "The belt gradually widens and I don't regret it. It makes people haggard for Yixiao."
"It's really well written." The sixth prince looked at the dark city beyond the Huangji River, and he praised: "Unfortunately, unfortunately, you appeared too late."
"The strength is too strong, we, after all, have no fate."
"Your Highness, this world is yours, as long as you like it, so is Zhou Fan." A gentle voice of a man came from the darkness, like a lover babbling.
"You misunderstood, it's enough for me to have you. I don't like him, I just think he is a good subordinate." The sixth prince explained.
The man in the dark was full of joy, because he knew that His Highness didn't need to lie. He had felt threatened by Zhou Fan, but now he doesn't have to worry.
Even if His Highness said that he likes the little bitch of Zero Zero One the most, but when Zero Zero One is not there, he will have countless opportunities to win His Highness's favor.
"Your Highness, it's night, let's rest early." The man said softly.
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