"I leave quietly."
"As I come gently."
"I waved gently."
"Farewell to the clouds in the west."
Zhu Ningyun was surprised. This was the first time she heard such a poem.
Is this... a poem?
Ancient poetry pays attention to the regularity of level and rhyme, neat sentences and beautiful diction.
However, Li Xiao's four sentences are inconsistent in terms of length and length.
Only the last word of each sentence rhymes.
This is completely inconsistent with the rules of poetry.
This poem is a bit like vernacular...
Generally speaking, if a poem is too vernacular, it will be rated as inferior and is called limerick.
But Li Xiao's poem came to Zhu Ningyun's ears, and she realized the beauty of poetry in a different way.
It's like a poet expressing his emotions to his heart's content.
"The golden willows by the river."
"It's the bride in the sunset."
"Shadows in the waves."
"Ripples in my heart."
The sound continued, as if forming a picture.
An emotional picture.
And Zhu Ningxin seemed to be in it, and the scenery in front of her was lifelike.
Her heart also felt the artistic conception along with the poem.
"Green grass on soft mud."
"Slick and swaggering under the water."
"In the soft waves of Spring Lake."
"I'd rather be a waterweed."
When hearing this paragraph, Zhu Ningyun was even more surprised.
This was actually Li Xiao's improvisation.
The scenery described in the poem is Xiaochun Lake in front of us.
This is a lyrical poem.
Use scenery to express your inner feelings.
He compared the soft waves of Spring Lake to the warm life.
It seems to mean that in an ordinary and happy life.
Li Xiao is willing to compare himself to a waterweed.
Is this him, and I also hope for such a life...
Zhu Ningxin held her breath and continued to listen.
In the distance, Zhu Di and Xu Miaoyun, who were eavesdropping, couldn't help but freeze.
The verses spoken in the vernacular are so beautiful.
Vernacular poetry, this is vernacular poetry...
Who says that good poetry cannot be made from plain words? Our son-in-law can do it!
Xu Miaoyun was even more surprised.
This was the first time she secretly saw her son-in-law's face. He had a friendly face and slightly dark skin. He looked healthy, strong, and handsome.
His talent is even more overwhelming. He uses a vernacular poem to construct a beautiful picture and express his inner emotions!
Is this my son-in-law...
If Ningyun marries such a man, she probably won't suffer in the future...
...
"That pool under the sprouting tree."
"It's not a clear spring, it's a rainbow in the sky."
"Crushed among the floating algae."
"Precipitated with rainbow-like dreams."
Hearing this paragraph, Zhu Ningyun became more and more surprised.
I originally thought that this vernacular poem would be a little neater, but now it seems that it doesn't care about the neatness of the verses at all, and just expresses what's in my heart.
Composing ancient poems will sacrifice something for the sake of neat rhyme.
But this vernacular poem has no such concerns at all, it just tells a story and a piece of sadness.
The language is light and soft, alternating between virtual and real,
It's not a clear spring, it's a rainbow in the sky.
Comparing the clear spring to a rainbow in the sky reveals an indescribable artistic conception and a longing for the past life.
Yes...this poem is called Farewell to Cloud Bridge Again.
He is about to get married, and when he leaves Prince Yan's Mansion, he will be leaving the Yunqiao that has been with him for more than ten years...
A touch of sadness floated in Zhu Ningyun's heart.
She has completely absorbed Li Xiao's poems.
Feel this deep feeling of farewell.
"Looking for a dream? Hold a long pole."
"Go back where the grass is greener."
"A ship full of stars."
"Singing in the waves of stars."
Poems can shock people's hearts and arouse resonance.
Reciting this modern poem again, Li Xiao seemed to be immersed in it. He continued to recite it with a very magnetic voice.
"But I can't play the song."
"Quietness is the shengxiao of farewell."
"The summer insects are also silent for me."
"Silence is the cloud bridge tonight."
At this moment.
Zhu Ningyun's eyes full of admiration had already fallen on Li Xiao.
She realized that Li Xiao's poem seemed to be written for her.
It seems to help me express my sorrow.
Over the years, she never went out or saw anyone.
Hiding in the boudoir forever, the depression in her heart has nowhere to rest. She also wants to go out for a walk, see the blue sky and white clouds, and see the beauty of the world.
But she didn't dare and couldn't.
Only late at night would he sneak out of Yong'an Pavilion.
A deserted place at night.
Often, she would sit in this pavilion, walk on this Cloud Bridge, and look at the stars in the sky.
The countless sorrows in my heart have nowhere to express and are buried in my heart.
She wanted to shout out loud, but she didn't dare...
Those to whom she expressed her true feelings could not give her any response.
Xia Chong is silent, and so is Yunqiao.
Quietly is the farewell shengxiao...
Li Xiao continued to recite, his voice became softer and lighter:
"I leave quietly."
"As I come gently."
"I wave my sleeves."
"Don't take away a single cloud."
...
The whole world seemed to be quiet.
Feel the beauty of poetry...
Last paragraph.
Echoing from beginning to end, the writing is perfect.
I wave my sleeves and don't take away a single cloud.
The poem is finished.
The world seemed to have stopped.
It took a long time to hear the rustling wind.
Zhu Ningyun's eyes were already slightly red.
This poem is so beautiful.
Although the poem is written in vernacular, you can feel the color of the lake.
The "golden willows" reflected in the setting sun, the "colorful shadows" rippling in the waves, the "green water plants" on the soft mud at the bottom of the water, and the "rainbow" reflected in the pool all form a beautiful picture.
Although the poems are not neat, the rhythm is natural and harmonious.
It reads in a rhythmic and catchy way.
Rhythm spreads slowly and slowly in it.
The last moment came quietly, gently, and a sense of lightness came over my face.
Then the structure of the poem is also very beautiful.
The last verse echoes from beginning to end.
This is the first time I have seen this kind of poetry.
After a long time, Zhu Ningyun looked at Li Xiao and asked softly: "A good poem... But this is the first time I have heard such a poem. What kind of poem is this..."
Li Xiao smiled and said: "This is vernacular poetry, unique in its kind. It uses more words, simpler language, and uses the form of poetry to convey more emotions."
Vernacular poetry can be so beautiful... No, only his vernacular poetry can be so beautiful... Zhu Ningyun was very surprised.
"This poem is so good..."
"Thank you for writing a poem for me, this one... Farewell to Yunqiao."
Zhu Ningyun mustered up her courage and looked at the man in front of her.
This was the first time he had written a poem for himself, and it was a special vernacular poem. She couldn't wait to go home, copy the poem, and keep it forever.
Li Xiao also looked at her: "I can work for you for the rest of my life."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Xiao quickly changed his words.
"Princess, it's getting late, I'll take you back."
"Um."
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【Ding! Zhu Ningyun's favorability towards you is +5, and the current favorability level is: 74. 】
【Ding! It is the first time you write a poem to the person you love, and the other person feels a lot of emotions and develops feelings for you. Earn sweet points: 100 points. Trigger 50x critical hit and get sweet points: 5000 points. 】
[Current points: 16200]
In one day, while enjoying the wonderful process of falling in love, I scored more than 10,000 points.
Li Xiao was so happy.
So happy, so beautiful...
...
In the distance, behind the trees.
Looking at the two people leaving, Zhu Di's eyes were full of shock.
"Gently I leave, just as gently I came..."
"Vernacular poetry, is it so good?"
