Chapter 149 God, I really deserve to die

"When will spring flowers and autumn moon come?"

Good guy, isn’t this just talking about this poetry meeting?

First the beauty, then the landscape. Isn’t this just spring flowers and autumn moon?

We were still sighing just now, King Qi's heart is full of spring flowers and autumn moon.

You just said, "When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come?"

You are really not afraid of King Qi slamming the table.

It is no exaggeration to say that the first sentence of this poem shocked the literati present.

But the next moment, their hearts dropped again.

Because the next three sentences directly explain why this white jade girl has no interest in spring flowers and autumn moon.

"How much do we know about the past? There was an east wind in the small building last night, and the hometown cannot bear to look back in the bright moonlight."

She is homesick.

Even people who didn't know Bai Yu at all before this can still feel the deep sadness in this passage.

And those who know something about Bai Yu, and those who have heard about some of Bai Yu's deeds.

Then he immediately thought of a rumor about Bai Yu.

Rumor has it that she was originally a woman from an official family, but she fell into prostitution because of her family's poor fortune.

Yes, we are singing spring flowers and autumn moon here, but who can think of that person's sad thoughts?

But who can know that person's past?

Could she also be moved by a certain detail?

Did the east wind blow at Yanfei Tower last night?

Probably so, after all, the east wind always blows in the sycamore tree.

It's a pity that Yanfei Tower is not her home. Her hometown has been lost under the bright moonlight.

I can no longer bear to look back and miss you.

It was cold. It was obviously noon in midsummer, but everyone felt the extremely lonely cold.

It was as if the east wind had blown by, ruffling the flowers and trees.

It's as if the clouds are rolling and relaxing, rolling up a cold moon.

Then the petals fell.

So the moonlight turned pale.

So even Li Fengxin couldn't help but feel heartache.

Yes, why did I forget? How did I forget?

How could I forget her current situation just because of her chicness and uninhibitedness, her charm and style.

She is already in a brothel after all.

After all, she couldn't help herself anymore.

They say seeing words is like seeing people.

So, could her madness be a kind of self-violation and self-abandonment?

God, I really deserve to die, I actually want such a woman to sing my love story.

Obviously, with her loneliness, she simply cannot sing romantically.

Obviously, with her talent, she doesn't even bother singing Fengyue.

"The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but the beauty has changed."

Everyone was silent except Bai Yi who was still reciting poems.

However, right now, even the direct descendant of Bai has already had wild thoughts.

Yes, it turns out that I don’t know much about Wang Wu’s past either.

So in the past, could she really be a young lady from an official family?

It was only because his family was ruined that he ran to the Beggar Clan and had to cover himself with dirt to protect himself.

Later, because of his great martial arts skills, he regained his original appearance?

After all, she can both sing and compose, is proficient in music, and is good at poetry.

These things are not something that ordinary daughters can learn.

Yes, that's right, so she should be really homesick now.

Bai Yi thought.

As a result, his voice also became desolate and painful for some reason.

There must have been a jade railing in her home.

Just like the pavilion on the blue wave platform.

Are those things still there, are those scenery still there?

It's a pity that whether they are still there or not, Wang Wu has changed now.

Then there is only the last sentence left in this poem.

"How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

"call!"

Above the river, a warm breeze blew just right.

The blowing makes people's hair stand on end, making them feel warm and cold at first.

The sound of life makes people feel like they are in another world, and their spines tremble.

It's as if the blood is flowing backwards and the emotions are surging.

It's as if the soul is dissociated and scattered pale.

What does it mean that every word touches the heart and penetrates the heart?

This is called every word that touches the heart and penetrates the heart.

Before that, I'm afraid no one would want to believe it.

A poem can make one's heart feel like a knife.

However, at the moment, their hearts were indeed aching.

It hurt, as if it had been cut open bit by bit by the warm and gentle breeze.

Yes, weren't they just like this warm breeze, using the moonlight and laughter to cut open the white jade girl's riddled heart?

I even coveted her beauty.

I even imagined her charm.

I even laughed at her arrogance.

God, I really deserve to die.

Unfortunately, this poem may be a little off topic.

After all, what King Qi wanted was the scenery of mountains and waters.

But it only wrote one sentence about the color of water.

However, in this moment and this situation.

Who can say something bad about this word?

Liu Ji couldn't tell, and neither could anyone else.

After all, Miss Bai Yu really has no intention of writing about landscapes.

After all, Miss Bai Yu really has no intention of entering the romantic world.

Her heart is full of sorrow, how can we add another knife to it?

What's more, the finishing touch of this poem is the phrase "water color".

That's the sentence: How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

This sentence.

It was as if all the previous thoughts had turned into a river of spring water and rushed into people's hearts.

Landscape, landscape, what kind of landscape can compare with this sentence?

Amazing talents and stunning beauty are all found in it.
To be continued...