After rebirth, I became a great writer

Chapter 128 A night of fish and dragon dance

"I'll try it!"

The voice was not loud and it sounded very young, but for some reason, many people felt the voice exuding a youthful spirit and strong self-confidence.

Only then did everyone see that the young man who came on stage was a pretty handsome guy, but the confidence light raised on his face added a lot of points, and he was called a handsome guy.

What made everyone even more curious is that they always felt that this young man was so familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

A reporter who was not on the stage next to the camera was also looking at the same time, and he also felt very familiar.

"I remember, this isn't this genius boy from our Jinling City! I saw him when we celebrated his honor in the last literary competition. Lao Geng, hurry up, give all the shots to this boy."

Hearing the words, Lao Geng, who was carrying the camera, did not dare to neglect, and the camera followed Chen Tianhong tightly. Fortunately, they were not live broadcasts, but recordings, so he had time to adjust the angle.

Yan Hua saw a young man coming up and handed the little trumpet to Chen Tianhong without much care. He was so young and frivolous. He dared to play when he had a good poem in front of him.

"Young people, sometimes the limelight is not that easy to show off."

Yan Hua complained in his heart, and when he withdrew his hand, he accidentally glanced past the reporter on the court. Then he found that the reporter looked very excited when he saw the young man on the court, and he looked more and more eager to try, just like he saw a celebrity, and out of professional habits, he couldn't help but want to interview him.

This made Yan Hua look at the young man who was on the field again. He looked up and down carefully and made sure that he had never seen this young man.

But judging from the reporter's expression, Yan Hua concluded that the young man should not be simple. So he opened his mouth and wanted to ask a few questions, and first touched the problem.

However, after Chen Tianhong took the small speaker again, he spoke directly in the direction where Liu Yifei was.

"What I prepared is a poem called "Qingyu Case·Yuanxi""

"The east wind blooms thousands of flowers at night. It blows down even more, and the stars are like rain.

BMW carts are full of fragrance.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance overnight."

Chen Tianhong spoke very slowly, almost word by word, the sound was not very loud, but it was very clear. After the amplification effect of the small speaker, everyone in the entire small square could hear it clearly.

The east wind blows by, countless lanterns are shaking. From a distance, it looks like thousands of pears composed of fireworks, and like stars in the sky falling like rain. There are melodious sounds of flutes around, and a bright moon in the sky gradually tilts westward, emitting silver-white brilliance, and various colorful lights of fish and dragon flying happily.

The first half of this poem describes the grand occasion of the Lantern Festival Lantern Festival to the fullest. The words can be described as meditative and contemplative. They are extremely gorgeous, but easy to understand. Even those who have not studied poetry can understand the meaning.

The people on the field were also watching the lanterns, which gave them a sense of immersiveness.

Yan Hua, who was standing aside, felt a little cold after listening to the first half of the poem. With this first half of the poem, he was almost caught up with the poem he prepared. The only thing he could not compare was the fact that the meaning of the poem was almost invisible, and that although he was writing about the lantern festival, there was no romantic artistic conception in it.

But there is still the second half of the verse.

"Who is this young man!"

At this moment, Yan Hua's curiosity about Chen Tianhong was getting bigger and bigger.

"The moths and snow willows are golden. The smiles are filled with fragrance.

He was searching for him thousands of times in the crowd.

Looking back suddenly, the man was in the dim lights.”

Chen Tianhong chanted the second half of the verse. When he finished speaking the last two lines, what reappeared in his mind was the scene of Liu Yifei standing under the colorful lanterns not long ago.

The first sentence is "The moths are golden wisps of snow and willows. The smiles are full of fragrance." There are not many people who can understand it. The people on the field just feel that this description should be people, not objects in the first half of the verse.

Until the saying "Look for him thousands of times in the crowd",

A young boy appeared in front of everyone. He ignored the jubilant atmosphere around him and ignored him. His eyes passed by the people passing by him. He was eager to find the familiar face among these people, which was the face of his lover.

If you can't find your sweetheart, then no matter how gorgeous the lanterns are, they cannot make him happy, and no matter how grand the occasion is, they will only make him feel lonely.

Finally, it reaches the end of the word.

"When I look back, the man is in the dim lights"

The boy was in a state of anxiety about not finding someone. Suddenly, he looked back in a sympathetic way and found that his lover was standing behind him, standing in the dim lights and looking at him with a smile.

The whole poem ended in the most exciting place, but left everyone with an extremely broad imagination space. Where is the story behind? The young man did not write it, but everyone can imagine that the story behind is a romantic love story.

What makes them most reminiscent of is the surprise that suddenly looks back after experiencing disappointment.

After a long time, it was not only who said "Okay!" first, and then the crowd cheered endlessly, and the audience applauded thunderously.

Why do many people like good poetry, even those who read very little? In fact, this is the same as liking art. Good poetry can arouse people's emotions and thoughts.

When we read poetry, we will understand the poet's emotions and thoughts through the words of the poet. Some poems allow us to be immersed in the scene and experience emotions that we have never seen before. This is a wonderful thing.

The one who touched the crowd the most was naturally Liu Yifei. She could hear that this poem was written by Chen Tianhong for her, especially the last few sentences, which they had just experienced.

Liu Yifei's heart could no longer be described as touching. At this time, she only had one idea, that is, she would leave it to him for the rest of her life.

Unlike the people on the court who applauded, Yan Hua's mouth twitched, and the businessman's sign-like smile on his face disappeared after the end of this poem.

Even though he was extremely smart, he had no choice but to face the current situation, unless he could find another poem that he could find better than this poem. But obviously this was impossible. He could not know what level of his tutor was.

When Yan Hua looked at Chen Tianhong again, his eyes were a little resentful! Little brother, are you here to make trouble! Isn’t it too wasteful to use such a good poem here?

Yan Hua is also a person with higher education, so he can naturally hear that this song "Qingyu Case·Yuanxi" is a good poem, and it can shake the modern poetry world if it is taken out. However, it is really a luxury to be used by this young man in a riddle activity. Even if Yan Hua's pleasure boat is very valuable, compared with this poem, the difference is not a little bit.

"Class Chen Tianhong, I didn't expect to meet you here! Your poem is so well written! It's worthy of being a genius boy from our Jinling City. Can I interview you?"

The reporter next to him could not help but asked excitedly.

Chen Tianhong looked at the reporter in front of him, and there was no impression in his mind. He was polite, so he nodded.

Chen Tianhong doesn’t know the reporter, but the reporter knows him!

For local journalists like them, whenever there is a disturbance in Jinling City or a celebrity appears, they will definitely be the first one to know the news.

The reporter was even more excited when he saw Chen Tianhong agreeing. He waved to the camera not far away, meaning to close-up video.

Lao Geng, carrying the camera, had been waiting for a long time and trotted all the way to the center of the square.

If the reporter was a little perfunctory about the interview with others just now, it would be very formal.

He first adjusted his clothes and then said to the camera: "When we interviewed citizens watching lanterns on the Qinhuai River this time, we were fortunate to meet our talented young student Chen Tianhong from Jinling City. He just made a peerless poem that was enough to be included in the poetry world."

The following words are routine flattery. Chen Tianhong was covered in black lines because the camera was also aimed at him, so Chen Tianhong could only keep smiling.

Fortunately, he is already very familiar with this process. When it is his turn to speak, he should just answer the same as when he participated in the activities before. He is polite and humble, so he insists on the four big words: neither humble nor arrogant, and is a man's true nature.

When the reporter interviewed Chen Tianhong, Yan Hua finally realized who the young man in front of him was. Although he had never met Chen Tianhong himself, he still knew about the fact that a genius in the city had happened, and his mind became alive.

The genius boy in this city participated in the activities he organized and wrote a good lyric. With this person's current popularity, this is better than any advertisement he does.

Now Yan Hua no longer feels that his pleasure boat and lanterns are losing. If he had known that this young man was Chen Tianhong, what would he have done? He would be willing to give it to him for free!

It took nearly half an hour before the reporter's interview ended. During this period, he asked many questions, but Chen Tianhong, who asked the last question, really didn't want to answer it. This was much more tiring than his "borrowing" poems.

As soon as the interview ended, Yan Hua came up and directly announced that Chen Tianhong had won the lanterns of this pleasure boat. There was basically no one in the square who had any objections to this. If this word is not won, no one can argue.

However, everyone became curious about Chen Tianhong. People who can write such good poems are definitely not unknown people. In addition, the reporter just gave a special interview. Although they didn't hear it very clearly, there were always a few people in the square who had met Chen Tianhong on TV.

Then the news spread. Then the scene was a little out of control, and everyone was crowded, wanting to take a good look at this talented boy from Jinling City.

In the end, Chen Tianhong had time to say something to Yan Hua, keep the lanterns of the pleasure boat and come back to pick them up later, and then the person escaped.

If you don’t leave, you won’t be able to leave. If you want to be surrounded, you may not be able to leave.

(End of this chapter)