The title of the poem was a line of words.
"Dream-walking Tianlao chanting farewell"
Then, a gorgeous poem was written. Every word in the poem was like a bomb, ringing in the hearts of all the women.
"The sea traveler talks about Yingzhou, and the misty waves are hard to find. The Yue people talk about Tianmu, and the clouds may be seen.
Tianlao day to the sky horizontal, potential to conquer the five mountains to cover the red city. The 18,000-foot-tall platform was about to fall to the southeast.
I want to dream of Wu and Yue, and fly across the mirror lake in one night.
The moon on the lake shines on my shadow and sends me to the stream.
Xie Gong's residence is still here, the green water ripples clear ape cry.
Wearing Xie Gong's clogs on his feet, he climbed the blue cloud ladder.
On the other side of the wall, you can see the sun in the sea, and in the sky, you can hear the rooster.
Thousands of rocks, thousands of turns, the road is uncertain, lost flowers leaning against the stone suddenly dark.
Bears roar and dragons roar in the deep mountains and deep forests.
The clouds are green, and the rain is about to fall. The water is pale, and there is smoke.
The sky was broken by thunder, the hills collapsed, and the stone door of the cave opened with a roar.
The sky was vast and boundless, and the sun and moon shone on the golden and silver platform.
Neon as clothes, wind as horses, clouds as kings come down one after another.
The tiger played the lute and the phoenix turned back to the carriage. The immortals lined up like hemp.
Suddenly the soul palpitated and the spirit moved, and the ghost stood up in shock and sighed.
I only feel the pillow mat at that time, losing the haze that has always been there.
The same is true of the pleasures of the world. Since ancient times, all things have flowed eastward. When will you come back?
For the time being, I put the white deer in the green cliff. When I have to go, I will ride to visit the famous mountains.
How can you bend your brow and bow your waist to serve the dignitaries, so that I can't have a happy face?”
After reading the entire poem, all the female celebrities fell silent again.
The 24 pairs of beautiful eyes with different curvatures, each with their own beauty, showed extremely complicated emotions. Shock, admiration, and shock. These emotions were like a raging tide that swept through the hearts of the women, making everyone silent for a moment. It was difficult to comment.
The female celebrity was stunned for a moment, and her eyes couldn't help but twitch slightly.
At the same time, everyone's gaze shifted to the side and slowly shifted in the direction of a certain bedroom.
And that bedroom belonged to Xia Chao.
Compared to the strange calmness of the girls, Weibo was exploding!
This long poem of a few hundred words was like an atomic bomb smashing onto the Internet, causing a huge storm and waves!
Not long after it appeared on the Internet, hundreds of comments flooded in.
"Good poem! What a good poem!"
"F * ck, isn't this poem too f * cking awesome? After reading the entire story, it felt so good!”
"An unprecedented work, it's definitely an unprecedented work. In front of this poem, many poets would die of shame!”
"A divine work, truly a divine work. The entire poem was done in one go, and the artistic conception was magnificent. It's definitely a top-notch ancient style poem, the kind that can even be passed down for a hundred generations!”
"Although I'm a shallow person and don't know much about ancient poems, I can still differentiate between good and bad. This poem is truly amazing!”
What was a good poem?
Just as a certain netizen had said, even if the person reading the poem did not understand poetry, he would be able to tell that this poem was definitely a good one!
Among the comments of many netizens, there was a netizen named " Rebel in the Waves " who was particularly outstanding and was liked by everyone.
"This poem is very peculiar. Starting from the point of dreaming, the artistic conception is extremely grand and spectacular. In the illusory description, it contains the reality of life. Although the imagination was bizarre, it was not pretentious. The content was rich and complicated, and the image was brilliant and beautiful. It could be said to be a peerless masterpiece, especially the last line, which made me unhappy. It was the finishing touch. The whole poem was really free and easy, making people admire the author's amazing skill.”
Under the shock of this song, the netizens did not say anything else and gave the best praise!
In fact, many people had only come to watch the show. Some of them did not even pay much attention to the name of the king. However, because of the birth of this ancient poem, many people had noticed this person.
With the exclamation and praise of this poem, many people paid attention to it. Xia Chao's Weibo fans soared again, and the number was increasing rapidly.
Not only did his popularity not decrease because of this matter, but it was also constantly rising!
Seeing that the situation was good, Xia Chao's fans couldn't help but laugh.
Originally, when they saw Zhao Qiying approaching them but the king did not respond, they were still a little worried and braced themselves to fight back. They did not expect that in such a short time, their idol would actually take out such a big killing weapon and smash them until they could not speak!
With such a poem in the audience, let's see how Zhao Qiying would react.
The fans immediately connected to Zhao Qiying's Weibo and found that there were already a bunch of netizens squatting there to watch the show and crazily refreshing the comments.
"Hey, the king has written a poem. May I ask Zhao Qiying what your thoughts are?”
"How can I serve the powerful and make me unhappy? Tsk tsk, no matter how you look at it, it feels a little appropriate.”
"Hey, don't be silent. Didn't I see you talking quite happily just now? Why was there suddenly no sound?”
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On the other end of the computer, Zhao Qiying gritted her teeth in anger when she saw these comments.
When he looked at the poem that was posted, he was so shocked that his face turned green.
This…
What should he do?
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