Love is like the rose sky
13 Fighting poems

He Juntian

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The three of them were in high spirits as they chatted merrily. As they were chatting, Recluse Qing-Yun Huangfu Jiang called out," Alright, meow. I got it." Listen to the comments, do they still match the rhythm? After saying that, he shook his fan and shook his head as he chanted,"I've long heard of the immortal crane singing in this building. Du Li wrote poems to compete for the upper reaches.

Winter song must be indulged in wine, youth proud to watch the tide.

Beautiful women fold willows into the new scenery, white hands frown eyebrows play thin gulls.

The sky is full of clouds and the moon is shining. Huangfu is here to pour wind and rain.”

Young Master Xiao Xiang, Long Anping, praised," Brother Jiang, you immediately wrote a poem. Good!"”After a while, unwilling to fall behind, Long Anping finished his poem. He cleared his throat and chanted,"The tower is high and the white clouds fly, the blue water flows eastward and the crane has not returned.

The literati climbed the mountain to find the shadow of the crane, and the poet came to the immortal.

The beautiful sun in Qingchuan condenses rouge, and the head of Parrot Island shines on the green mountain.

I asked Chu Tian who would be the matchmaker for the beautiful scenery.”

After Long Anping finished reciting, Jin Xiaochuan giggled and said," Recluse Qingyun's poems are slightly domineering, while Young Master Xiaoxiang's poems are slightly immortal. Both of your poems are excellent."

Huangfu Jiang laughed." Whoa, I don't have the ambition of my Little Brother Ping. In this way, we can also form a poetry club to recite poems and sing in harmony. After the tides of the business world, we can chat about our happiness. Isn't that a good thing?!”

"Ha, that's right. We can afford a poetry club. Then, what should we call our poetry society or the poetry world?”Long Anping asked with a smile.

"Ha, we grew up in Chu Tian. Aren't ancient poems called 'wind, elegance, and eulogy'? I think the poetry club should be called' Chu Feng Poetry World'.”Jin Xiaochuan was deep in thought.

"There are plenty of 'Chu Feng'. Why don't we just call it Chu Kuang's Poetry Circle?”Long Anping turned his gaze to Huangfu Jiang.

"'Chu Kuang'?" Huangfu Jiang was moved.

"Why 'Chu Kuang'?" Jin Xiaochuan's heart skipped a beat.

" The poetry clubs in all the states and Taoist schools are full of vitality. If they don't make it louder, they will lose the reputation of Chu Tian. The Taibai Immortal Poet said,'I was originally a madman of Chu, and the phoenix sang a laugh at Kong Qiu'. Therefore, Chu Kuang would definitely leave the Eastern Land and head towards Huanyu.”Long Anping explained.

When Huangfu Jiang saw that Long Anping had entered his demonic path, he couldn't help but feel happy. He immediately said," Yes, Brother Ping is indeed ambitious. Xiaochuan, we must do our best to help him!”

"Hehe, I respect Lord Huangfu's instructions. Salute!”Jin Xiaochuan saluted like a hitler!

"Xiaochuan, I haven't seen you for a few months, and you've become so glib and funny? " Hehe…" Huangfu Jiang laughed happily. He patted Jin Xiaochuan's shoulder to encourage him.

"Lord Huangfu, you don't understand. It's just a joke. Hehe!”Jin Xiaochuan ran off after saying that.

"So it's settled?" Long Anping asked.

"Okay, it's settled then!" Huangfu Jiang's gaze was firm and bright.

Long Anping quickly grabbed Huangfu Jiang's hand and shook it with all his might. He smiled and said,"'Chu Kuang' will be Kuang. Thank you!”

Huangfu Jiang and Long Anping came to the riverside hand in hand. Jiang Tao, Jiang Feng, Jiang Shui, Jiang Fan, Jiang Gu, Jiang Liu, Jiang Yun, coupled with the white waves hitting the shore and rolling up thousands of piles of snow, surged in their hearts. They were so intoxicated by this beautiful scenery that they forgot themselves.

Jin Xiaochuan, who was following behind them, was filled with envy and longing." Two handsome men, a pair of lovebirds. Happiness is theirs…"

Golden Sands Beach, East Capital. Amir Building.

Princess Di, Ye Di, finished her lunch and returned to her office. There was an express delivery on the desk. Princess Di picked it up and looked at it. The beautiful semi-cursive handwriting on the envelope was the handwriting of Long Anping, the man in her heart. Princess Di couldn't help but feel a little happy. She looked at it for a while before carefully opening it. Dear, Princess Di, I really want to hold your hand and look into your eyes and say, I love you!

Dear Princess Di, I've troubled you and made you suffer. You came from the Jiangnan Road three thousand miles away to Cat Ear Mountain to see me, and you also bailed me out of prison with a huge sum of money, allowing me to see the light of day again. The love and gratitude in my heart cannot be expressed with words.

It's been nearly three years, and everything you've done for me is true. It had been three years, and time had proven that there was still love in the world of mortals. Although our love was not romantic, it was also poetic and romantic. Dear, my Princess Di, it's strange to say that ever since we met at the Imperial Capital's 'Youth Poetry Gathering' and fell in love, I feel that it was all arranged by the heavens. This pre-life fate and this present life's love has caused our hearts to be connected and connected.

In prison, I missed you. In the dead of night, I carefully folded the paper crane for you. The paper crane seemed to be flying, telling the loneliness and longing of the heart. It has been three years, and we have also entered the golden zone of love.

Dear, my Princess Di, it's already winter. The snow was about to fall. The Eastern Capital is a cold and gloomy place, and you're alone outside. You don't even have anyone to talk to. Leng Nuan can only know herself. You've suffered for me. It makes my heart ache. In this life, I can only care for you with my heart and offer you the fragrance of my heart. I will let you know that in this life, I will only do it for you, only to love you, for the love that we have been searching for thousands of times in our dreams.

Dear, dear Princess Di, I've already started to edit 'Amir Vision' in the Qingchuan Information Department. This was arranged by Huangfu Jiang, the Green Cloud Recluse, and I am grateful for it. You know that I'm also a chivalrous and kind person. I'll definitely repay the kindness of others with a fountain. Moreover, Brother Huangfu Jiang is so generous that he lent me a huge sum of money to temporarily escape from hell on earth and avoid the humiliation of my character every day. But all of this is because of your arrangement and kindness, as I have said above.

During the few days of Recluse Azure Cloud's journey in Qingchuan, we visited the Immortal Crane Pavilion together. It has been decided that a few of us poetry friends with a classical and romantic atmosphere will form a poetry club called the Poetry Circle. The name of the club will be 'Chu Kuang'. Now, I'll write down the elegant names of our poetry friends for you, so that you can smile.

Princess Di Ye Di;

Xiaoxiang Gongzi Long Anping;

Recluse Qingyun, Huangfu Jiang;

Mr. Xiao Yao, Fan Wushuang;

Shangguan Jingyun, the fairy of the Northland;

Badong Ronin Jin Xiaochuan…

In the future, new members will also give you their names.

Dear, I think our poetry club should have a quaint poetic style. We are singing the contemporary neoclassical romantic style.

Yes, the first issue of " Chu Kuang " would be released on New Year's Day. Can you ask my Princess Di to write a poem and send it over?

Dear, I have to be very frank. I really don't like Shangguan Jingyun. I don't have any love for her because she doesn't understand my career and ideals at all. She actually thinks that I have committed a great crime. I tore the letter she sent me into pieces. However, it was undeniable that she had a certain level of poetic talent. Please tell Jingyun to send a poem over.

Dear Princess Di, I really miss you. I miss you every day and every night, whether it's in my dreams or when I wake up. My heart has also become tender, no longer as hard and not soft as before. The heavens are quite understanding. They know that I'm lonely in the world and sent you back to me. I have you in this world, so let me wait for you forever until the end of time, until the sea dries up and the rocks shatter!

Heart and heart, forever!

Loving you deeply: Xiaoxiang Gongzi Long Anping

Princess Di was already in tears. This was written by her Long Anping, so how could she not be so happy that she wanted to cry?! After a long time, her agitated heart gradually calmed down. It had been a long time since he had written a poem. In addition," Chukuang " was about to be published. If not for " Chukuang ", he had to write a poem for Long Anping.

Princess Di pondered for a while, spread out the paper and wrote it down. After finishing the book, he polished it a little. After reading it, he nodded and smiled slightly. He put the copied poem into an envelope and prepared to send it to Young Master Xiaoxiang in Qingchuan.

The first issue of Chukuang was a beautifully printed tabloid. Badong Ronin Jin Xiaochuan had designed the headline for " Chu Kuang ", with illustrations, adding infinite vitality to a simple poem. Long Anping had been busy for a few days and nights for the production of the poem "Wild Chu". He was in charge of the draft, editing, and layout design.

There was nothing wrong with saying that one should dote on one's own child. The first issue of " Chu Kuang " was Long Anping's newborn baby. He really loved the first issue. He looked at the poems again and again. This was not enough. He still needed the exhausted Badong Ronin Jin Xiaochuan to recite the main poems for him. Badong Ronin was equally excited. After all, the first issue of " Chu Kuang " was also the product of his hard work. The Badong Ronin's recitation was of an extremely high standard. Long Anping closed his eyes and listened carefully. Composed for the poetry world of "Chu Kuang"

(Young Master Xiao Xiang)

Chu land phoenix song born, madman and handsome sound;

Poetry elegant and praise, altar society inherited from the Han and Tang Dynasties.

Flying Hate

(Recluse Azure Cloud)

Drinking alone, the shadow is lonely, raising a cup to invite the moon;

She waved her sleeves and danced, tears flowing like blood.

The cloud dress rejoices in the vast cold, and the clear sound is decorated in the jade watchtower.

Who can understand the beauty of my words, and remove the knot in my heart?

Thank you for your hospitality, and continue my appointment in the next life;

The sky is long and the earth is long. The feeling of osmanthus is like snow.

I hope you will stay forever, but I am afraid you will leave.

Let's gather together tonight, don't let down the joy of peace!

The resentment of the north wind

(Northland Fairy)

I asked the old immortal outside the Great Wall: When will you come back?

When the sea dried up and the rocks crumbled, there were still tears.

The north wind urges the wild geese to return, and I lean on the fence alone on a snowy night.

Poor Qin Shiyue, his heart chilled.

dielianhua

Princess Di

Flying to find the fragrance, the butterfly asked me who I am?

Thirsting to drink the tears of the sea, longing for butterflies and purple roses.

Flowers and butterflies are bound to the past life, and now we meet again.

The clouds are dreary when they gather, and the rain is heavy when they disperse.

The soul of the flower and the soul of the butterfly gathered and dispersed, and their feelings were still attached.

To this day in the fragrant grave, butterfly dream around the flowers linger.

Singing in Prison

(Mr. Carefree)

The scenery in prison is cold, and the dream of tears is not human.

First love cries away, liver and intestines almost lingering.

The autumn moon is locked behind bars, when will we meet again?

I'm sad for the lonely night, who can't sleep for whom?

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(Badong Ronin)

Jade concubine holding jade wine, only to see the sky.

The red stove brushed her fragrant sleeves, her beautiful eyes seductive.

Jade concubine can not be obtained, Qiong Yao is not wine.

Drunken heart is not drunk, cold moon yellow flowers thin.

Shuidiao Getou·Red Cliff Recalling the Past

(Young Master Xiao Xiang)

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