I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 199 Spring Dragon Poetry Club, Spring River Moonlight Night (6)

Spring River Flower Moonlight Night.

For anyone who comes from that country with five thousand years of splendid civilization, there are always a few poems that are engraved in the memory of his bones.

Such as spring sleep without awakening; such as the bright moonlight in front of the bed; such as the day of hoeing at noon;

Another example is that once a poem is published, there will be no bright moon for Mid-Autumn Festival poetry.

Or is it a lonely story that overwhelms the entire Tang Dynasty's Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night.

Faced with such a long poem that is difficult to summarize its status, achievements, and value, Wei Changtian subconsciously suppressed the almost impatient emotions just now, looked up at Shen Ran, at Su Wu, and then at Su Wu. Thousands of literati stretch their necks in the distance.

And everyone was also staring at him.

The eight consecutive poems handed down from generation to generation made everyone's thinking numb to almost a standstill. Even Ning Yongnian had already stood up on the high platform, his eyes full of deep consternation.

Everyone didn't know that standing behind Wei Changtian was the wisdom of a long-standing civilization that had gone through countless divisions, twists and turns, ups and downs, and ups and downs.

I don't know what they will hear and see.

poetry! poetry! poetry!

Daddy will let you listen to it today!

What is a solitary article!

What is the poem of poems, the peak of peaks!

Taking a step forward, facing the Sun Moon Lake where the stars are reflected, Wei Changtian opened his mouth to chant.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is born together with the tide!"

"Where is the spring river without moonlight!"

Like a fantasy, like a dream, like waking up.

In just two sentences, the not-so-big Sun Moon Lake suddenly surged with monstrous waves. In a trance, people had the illusion of not knowing whether they were by the lake, the river, or the sea.

Countless golden carps leaped high above the heads of the crowd by the waves, as if they really jumped over the dragon gate and turned into golden dragons.

"Where there is no wind, there are waves! Thousands of golden carps are fighting to leap! This, these are just two sentences!"

Whether Shen Ran, who was supposed to be the protagonist tonight, or Su Wu, known as the Saint.

Or Yan Shuyuan, Ning Yongnian, Liu Zongliang, Liang Zhen who came with different purposes.

Everyone stared blankly at these visions, their bodies trembling involuntarily because of the excitement and shock.

"Xu, Sister Xu, yes, is it my eyesight?"

Youjia trembled and asked: "Why, why can two lines of poetry make the lake rise like a big wave?"

"I"

Xu Qingwan stared blankly at the man standing upright in front of the huge waves, opened her mouth, but couldn't say another word.

And the other side.

Wei Changtian's voice continued, every word seemed to roll from the sky.

"Jiang Liu twists and turns around Fangdian, and the moon shines on the flowers and forests like hail; the frost in the sky does not feel flying, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen."

"Jiang Tian is the same color without any dust, and there is a lone moon wheel in the bright sky. Who on the riverside sees the moon for the first time? When does the river moon shine on people?"

"The generations of life are endless, and the river moon is only similar year after year. I don't know who the river moon treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water."

"."

From big to small, from far to near.

The pen and ink gradually condenses from the clear and clear universe into a lone moon, and the bright moon is used as a metaphor for the repetition and impermanence, ordinary and greatness of life.

The few dark clouds that had just drifted between the stars and the moon had long since disappeared, and Sun Moon Lake gradually returned to calm, changing from one extreme to another.

The lake without any ripples reflects the bright moon and stars, boats and figures, as if hiding a whole world.

"White clouds are drifting away, and Qingfengpu is full of worries. Who's boating tonight? Where is Acacia Mingyue Tower?"

"Poor upstairs moon lingering, should shine on Liren's make-up mirror. The jade door curtain can't be rolled away, but it can be brushed back on the anvil."

"At this time, we see each other but don't hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The swan geese fly long and light, and the fish and dragons dive into the water to write."

"."

Baiyun and Bian Zhouzi.

Acacia, Mingyue Tower.

Away from people, makeup mirror table.

Looking at each other, not hearing each other.

At some point, Dou Da's tears welled up in his eyes.

What Xu Qingwan thought of was sitting in front of the window of the boudoir in the capital, looking at the bright moon and thinking about Wei Changtian's infatuation.

What Yang Liushi thought of was the despair of being trapped in Yanyun Mountain, thinking that she would be separated from Wei Changtian by life and death.

And Yuja.

She looked at the high platform again with teary eyes, and looked at the tall and cold silhouette, and suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her heart for no reason.

She really wanted to rush over desperately, but she never took this step.

Because she knows.

In Ning Yongnian's heart, he has the country, the country, the common people, great plans and great ambitions, but he has no own position.

The bright moon can know its own heart, but the king cannot.

After the spring tide, the lovesickness, and the life.

Turning around, Wei Changtian looked at Shen Ran, who was also in a foreign land like himself, and softly recited the last eight lines of this article destined to be buried in history books, and the sun and the moon will shine together for thousands of years.

These eight sentences are not only for Shen Ran, but also for himself.

"Last night, the dream of Xiantan fell into flowers, and poor Chun Ban didn't return home."

"The spring of the river is flowing, and the moon is falling in the river and the lake is slanting to the west."

"The slanting moon sinks and hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang has infinite roads."

"I don't know how many people return to the moon and shake their love, the river is full of trees."

"."

"Wow!!!!"

With the last word falling, the entire Riyue Lake from east to west, from south to north, every foot and every inch of the lake instantly swelled with waves, and then a dazzling golden light rose amidst the huge sound of breaking water. .

At this time, no one was counting how many golden carp jumped out, because this number has far exceeded their cognition.

Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? Thirty thousand?

or all?

Tens of thousands of golden-tailed carp vying to jump in this unscientific way proved to the world what kind of unprecedented height this long poem titled "Moonlight Night on the Spring River" has reached, even.

"This, what is this?!"

In the sudden exclamation, everyone saw that the golden light reflected by the golden tail slowly gathered together, and then unexpectedly formed a huge golden gate with a length and a width of several tens of feet!

And with the appearance of the golden gate, all the golden carps in Sun Moon Lake gathered into golden waves from all directions like crazy, leaping towards that golden gate desperately!

It's true, fish jumping over the dragon's gate!

Another vision appeared in the world, and it was far more shocking than the "waves without wind" just now.

In six years, the dust of the emperor's city was broken, and the water in the Tianchi was scaled off in one day.

Could it be that there is really something about transforming a dragon today? !

Everyone was so fixed on Jinmen that they even forgot to breathe.

And then at some point.

"Roar!!!"

An earth-shattering dragon chant came first, followed by a golden shadow flying through the clouds and fog.

Surrounded by countless companions below him, a golden carp with broken scales and blood stains actually leaped over the golden gate and soared into the mid-sky clouds, transforming into a very real golden dragon!

The golden dragon roared and swayed several times in the night sky, and then suddenly swooped towards Wei Changtian, who was also stunned, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

F*ck, revenge for kindness?

This Arowana doesn't talk about martial arts!

Seeing the gigantic dragon head coming straight towards him with its teeth and claws, Wei Changtian cursed in his heart. At the same time, he quickly called up the system interface, ready to buy a "Pure Pure Jade Pendant" at any time to save his life.

But it turns out that he was thinking too much.

I saw the golden dragon whizzing down, passed close to his body, and then went straight up to the sky again, tumbling a few times before completely disappearing into the sky.

In the blink of an eye, everything was calm again.

The golden gate has dissipated, and the golden carps that failed to transform into dragons also returned to the bottom of the lake one after another.

As if nothing had just happened.

but it's not an illusion

Looking down at the golden scale in his hand, Wei Changxia found the same model in the system in a second.

[True dragon scales (special props), can improve the user's first-level Realm, without any restrictions, 5000 points]

Wei Changtian: "."

Niubi.

(end of this chapter)