Chapter 53: : Rain, isn't this coming?

　　Wang Fugui has a wealthy family, but he likes to be a vassal and elegant. He especially likes to make friends and also makes some poems.
　　 Now that Lu Changsheng also loves poetry, he can't help taking the initiative and wants to show it.
　　 "Brother Wang's proposal is very good!"
　　 "Yes, yes, this proposal is good."
　　 Everyone nodded.
　　 And Lu Changsheng just glanced at Liu Qingfeng.
　　 Actually, such things as poetry and music, Lu Changsheng didn't hate much, just worried about what would happen if he sang a poem by himself, it would not be good.
　　 Fortunately, there is a heaven and earth Xuanhuang Tower, as long as it is not an excessive vision, it can still suppress some.
　　 "In this way, temporarily, I was a little rushed. We might as well listen to Brother Wang's poems first, and then listen to Brother Lu's masterpiece,"
　　 Zhou Haijie said that he thought it was a little difficult to let Lu Changsheng write poetry temporarily.
　　 And Lu Changsheng nodded.
　　 Now Wang Fugui immediately coughed slightly, then spoke.
　　 "Since that is the case, then I will ugly."
　　After saying this, Wang Fugui got up and then slowly said.
　　 "Red Boat Jinling Tour!"
　　 "Ship with fish!"
　　 "Like you, me and him!"
　　 "Meeting is fate!"
　　 Wang Fugui read it very affectionately.
　　 Especially the last sentence is full of emotion.
"it is good!"
　　 "Good! Good! Good! This poem is so good!"
　　 "Brother Wang is really good at fighting, so good!"
　　 Everyone suddenly showed the color of admiration.
　　 And Lu Changsheng was stunned.
　　 This thing is also called poetry?
　　 Can this also be blown?
　　He doesn't know if the group is looking at the silver copy, or is it really low.
　　 This kind of saliva poetry needs rhyme without rhyme, without words.
　　 He looked at Liu Qingfeng. The latter nodded involuntarily. Although he didn't say anything, the expression seemed to be pretty good.
　　 At this moment, Lu Changsheng is desperate for this world.
　　 is a group of illiterates.
　　 "Brother Wang's poems, with words and feelings, the first sentence, the red boat and the Jinling tour, the boat and the fish should be the scene, the following two sentences are like you and me, the meeting is fate, and the essence is written."
　　Zhou Haijie is a super licking dog.
　　 And Zhang Peng also nodded and said: "The finishing touch is in the last sentence, the meeting is fate, yeah, when I get together, it is indeed a fate."
　　He said this, everyone nodded one after another.
　　 "Brother Lu, have you thought about it?"
　　At this time, Zhou Haijie asked Lu Changsheng with curiosity in his eyes.
　　And Lu Changsheng slowly got up, originally planned to think about a better poem, now it seems, hehe!
　　 "The black cloud turns over the ink and does not cover the mountain."
　　 "Bai Yu jumps into the boat chaotically."
　　 "The wind blew away suddenly."
　　 "Looking up at the lake, it looks like sky."
　　Lu Changsheng slowly drinking poetry.
　　He is very calm. This poem is written by the great writer Su Shi, which is more than enough to deal with these people.
　　However, the poems were finished.
　　 Everyone frowned slightly, and Zhou Haijie even said.
"Brother Lu's poem is indeed good. It describes the black clouds like the overturned ink, which has not covered the mountains. The raindrops fell on the lake and splashed countless water splashes. They jumped into the cabin in chaos, and then the strong winds swept the lake. In the last sentence, after the rain clears, the wind calms down, the houseboat climbs the building, looks over the fence, and sees the lake surface, the sky is blue, bright and beautiful."
　　 "But... this poem doesn't fit the scene."
　　Zhou Haijie really has some culture, and immediately understood the meaning of Lu Changsheng's poem.
　　Just think that Lu Changsheng's poems are not appropriate.
　　 Everyone nodded one after another.
　　Although the poems are beautiful, and the words are excellent, the problem is that the poems that should not be seen always seem to be missing something.
　　 "Where should it not be?"
　　 Lu Changsheng smiled, suddenly everyone's heart was rippling.
　　 But soon, Zhou Haijie recovered and replied: "It's sunny, where is the dark cloud, and where is the rain?"
　　 Zhou Haijie is so curious.
　　At the moment, Lu Changsheng smiled gently.
　　He walked slowly to the bow.
　　 then stretched out his hand, then slowly said.
　　 "Rain, isn't this coming?"
　　 The sound rang.
　　In an instant.
　　 Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!
　　 Tick! Tick! Tick! Tick!
　　The calm lake suddenly appeared ripples.
　　The heavy rain fell, and the water droplets jumped across the river.
Between the mountains and rivers, there was mist.
　　 Black clouds are like ink, but they have not covered the mountains.
　　 Among the red ships.
　　Everyone looked at it with amazement.
　　This...this...this is too extraordinary.
　　Zhou Haijie froze, Wang Fugui froze, Zhang Peng froze, everyone on the ship was froze.
　　 See from a distance.
　　 on the bow.
　　 Lu Changsheng struck in white, like a fairy, standing on the bow of his ship, facing away from the crowd. At this time, heavy rain was pouring, misty mountains and rivers, and the sound of falling rain in his ears, Jingmei was also beautiful.
　　 "How can there be such a handsome person in this world."
　　 A woman slowly opened her mouth, her eyes blurred, and a heart had already fallen on Lu Changsheng.
　　Even if he is a man, he can't help but feel inexplicable inferiority.
　　Looking at the heavy rain, Lu Changsheng also had some sense of touch.
　　 stood at the bridge head, and some people were throwing umbrellas, and the wind blew up, making the clothing corner hunting.
　　 stood up, Lu Changsheng couldn't help saying.
　　 "A flat boat in the waves, sleeps in the rain and smoke in the south of the river. When I came, I looked at the green mountains and returned home."
　　 "When the spring rain breaks the bridge and the people do not cross, the boat stretches out Liuyin."
　　 "Spring is green in the sky, the painting boat listens to Yumian."
　　 "Red rain drops on the flowers, UU reading www.uukanshu.com green smoke willows."
　　 A sentence of poetry was spoken by Lu Changsheng.
Suddenly, in the mist, a mirage appeared.
　　Vessels appeared, and silhouettes appeared.
　　 Someone fell asleep in a flat boat among the waves. When he woke up, the green hills were dyed with twilight, and he shook his green clothes to leave.
　　 In spring, the river is clear and turquoise, and the blue is better than the sky, lying on the boat, listening to the sound of rain, what a beautiful sentence.
　　Jinling River, there are many ships coming and going, they have marveled at the mirage in the mist.
　　 Lu Changsheng chuckled.
　　 This beauty is intoxicating, as if all the battles and right and wrong are all gone.
　　The people in the red boat got up one after another, walked to the bow, and enjoyed this beautiful scenery together with Lu Changsheng.
　　 "The spring is green in the sky, the painting boat listens to rain and sleep, so beautiful, this sentence is so beautiful! Brother Lu is talented!" Li Yue admired from the heart, and he paid tribute to Lu Changsheng.
　　 "Red rain drops on the flowers, green smoke willows droop, although there are no willow trees, but the beauty is in my heart, Lu Xiongdacai." Zhou Haijie also deeply sighed.
　　 Everyone indulged in the beautiful words of beauty, unable to extricate themselves.
　　 And that's it.
　　 The sky suddenly cleared.
　　 The lake is clear and the sky is blue.
　　The rain is in a hurry, so is the hurry.
　　 left a view of the world to the people on board.
　　Looking at the beautiful scenery, Lu Changsheng couldn't help feeling.
　　 "Eternal life, why are you so handsome."
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　　I felt dizzy for a long time and fell asleep. When I woke up and found that it was six o'clock, hurry up and code first.
　　 may be a bit lonely when I first wake up, feeling inexplicable, and inexplicably, I would like to thank every reader for your support.
　　 Thank you!