Heaven Civilization Salvation System

Chapter 133 Goodbye Liu Shuyao

The university scholar of the host said: "This sentence can be passed down through the ages."

"This 'sheng' rather than 'sheng' has the artistic conception of gestation and birth, wonderful!"

"The phrase 'We are at this time at the end of the world' is a sign that everyone is looking forward to reunion in the mid-autumn night."

Many Jinshi's eyes are gloomy, and most of them will not be able to reunite with their relatives this Mid-Autumn Festival.

Later, Fang Zhe wrote the remaining six sentences of the famous article by Zhang Jiuling, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty.

The lover complains about the night, and the lovesickness begins at night.

Extinguishing the candles, the pity is full, and the cloak feels lucid.

Unbearable gift, still good time for sleep.

Finally, Fang Zhe wrote "Look at the moon and embrace the distance" at the top.

Talent is three and a half feet.

"The poem came out of Mingzhou, and after being circulated for a long time, there is a possibility of township!" One person said in a low voice.

The Ci Jun praised: "What a poem! The first two sentences are half scene and half emotion, and the scene is integrated into one. The next few sentences are like a story, describing the act of missing family as if they are right in front of you."

Some people are still immersed in this poem. This poem uses the scene of the moonrise as a reference, and rewrites that the lover is troubled by the night for too long and lovesick in his heart.Mingming wanted to put out the candles and go to bed, but seeing the moonlight was bright, he couldn’t help but put on his clothes and go out to admire the moon, but in the end he was wet with dew for too long. He wanted to give the moonlight to someone far away but couldn’t, so he had to Go to sleep and pin the hope of meeting each other in your dreams.

"This talented man must have thought of writing this poem because of his lover who missed him yesterday. Without real experience, it is absolutely impossible to write such a detailed and memorable poem."

The people nearby were also talking about it, and it was obvious that Fang Zhe's poems were quite admirable.

However, at this time, Fang Zhe obviously had no intention of stopping and took out a piece of paper and continued writing.

Steadily write down the name of the lyrics "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" at the beginning.

At this time, all the scholars above Jinshi stretched their necks to look, and even a few college students drew over.

Fang Zhe writes with a pen
When will the bright moon come, ask the wine to the sky.

On the one hand, the page of paper started to float up slowly, the talent on the paper is not rising like others, but tumbling and rising, as if a dragon of talent is about to rise into the sky, and then, a cloud of talent emerges under the page.

"Talent becomes a cloud! The paper hangs in the air! It is the image of the world! Only two sentences are written, and there are two visions. If the whole word is completed, it will be fine!" Ci Jun couldn't help but let out a low voice and stood up suddenly rise.

Even Mr. Ci is like this, and the others are even more excited.

People from the Yangzhou family stood up, people from the Jizhou family stood up, people from Jiaozhou stood up... all the guests stood up.

Several senior scholars in the front also pushed their chairs away and got up, for fear that the chairs would block him.

Tens of thousands of people are stretching their necks like young birds waiting for their mothers to feed them.

The leaves of all the ancient trees in the academy also shook wildly.

Fang Zhe continued to write.

After the first half of the poem is finished, the page is silent, and the text sings by itself.

A clear, refined and elegant voice resembling Fang Zhe resounded, recited the poem, the voice was obviously not loud, but it spread throughout the entire Lujiang City, throughout Lujiang County, throughout Yangzhou, and finally into the sea.

All living beings within a radius of ten thousand miles could hear the voice reading "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" aloud.

"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for the wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, what year it is. I want to go back by the wind, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold on the heights. Dance to find out the shadows, so it seems to be in the world."

Countless people walked out of their homes and alleys, and looked in the direction of the voice. Hundreds of millions of people were shocked by this beautiful sentence.

Almost everyone wants to ride the wind and fly into the sky as the word says.

In the huge Lujiang City Academy, no one made a sound, and it was completely silent.

"As soon as this word comes out, it must be heard thousands of miles, the third vision." Ci Jun said in a low voice.

The second half of Fang Zhe's writing.

Transfer to Zhuge, low Qihu, no sleep. There should be no hatred. People have sorrows and sorrows, and moons have yin and qing. Nung, moon and new moon.

After Fang Zhe finished writing the last word, the five-foot-tall talent light beam rose upwards. The other talent beams rose steadily, but this talent beam was rolling like an orange cloud, which was really beautiful.

Fang Zhe wrote at the end: Lujiang City Mid-Autumn Festival, writing this article, also cherishes Liu Shuyao.

Then, a shocking scene appeared. All the words left the paper and flew in the air. These black and gold-edged characters kept flying in the sky, like naughty birds, and then formed a line and circled around Fang Zhe. It took a while to get back to the page.

Fang Zhe saw that the words fell crookedly behind the page.Then they wriggled mischievously, and it took a while before they returned to their original positions.

"Words dance! The Fourth Vision!"

This time, it was not Cijun who spoke alone, but hundreds of people spoke together.

Except for a few elderly people who had difficulty standing up, everyone stood up.

The scene was silent again, and the fullness of emotion in this article was vividly written on the paper.Especially the open-mindedness and the last words of blessing in the text immediately let the artistic conception of the whole poem go straight to the night sky.

Many great Confucians opened their mouths to comment, but then closed their mouths in frustration. Zhen Guo can still comment, but this is a poem that is passed down to the world.At least a semi-sage review is required.

Mr. Ci was about to praise Fang Zhe, but he suddenly closed his mouth, and retreated in surprise, and the people behind Fang Zhe also retreated. Almost everyone looked in front of Fang Zhe in surprise.

Because in front of Fang Zhe suddenly appeared a disc-shaped bright moon taller than a person, bright and bright.

In the distant palace of Chang'an City.Liu Shuyao was sitting in his palace, sitting on a chair in the courtyard, looking at the sky and admiring the moon.

Chang'an City was less than [-] miles away from Lujiang City, and the voice of "Shui Tiao Ge Tou" also came over. Liu Shuyao was a little confused at first, but at the end, she felt a little sad.

At this time, the birds in the deserted palace suddenly squeaked, and even the rabbit that was specially sent over for viewing during the Mid-Autumn Festival today rolled happily on the ground as the poem was read.

Liu Shuyao was amused by the cute little rabbit and laughed happily. Just as she was about to speak, she was surprised to see a disc-shaped bright moon standing upright in front of her eyes. In the bright moon, Fang Zhe was standing behind a table.Looking here with a brush in hand.

"Fang Zhe!" Liu Shuyao was so excited that she almost went crazy. She had been separated from her lover for four years, and seeing her suddenly now made her a little unbelievable.

And the rabbit rolling on the ground ran directly into the bright moon.

A rabbit shadow condensed by sunlight appeared at Fang Zhe's feet, rolling around playfully.

Fang Zhe still held the pen in his hand, looked into the bright moon, waved to Liu Shuyao, and said, "Shuyao, come here too."

Liu Shuyao was still confused, knowing that Fang Zhe would not lie to her, so she lightly lifted her skirt with both hands and walked carefully across the bright moon.

In the process of passing through the bright moon, Liu Shuyao's body also changed accordingly, from materialization to an opaque light body composed of moonlight, like a fairy walking out of the moon, more bright and moving.

(End of this chapter)