The theme of this party has been posted for a long time, so Li Yi also checked the Internet. The lyrics are the first sentence of Li Qingzhao's poem "Wuling Spring? The Wind Flour and the Fragrance of the Dust and the Flowers Are End".

When she wrote this poem, Li Qingzhao was 53 years old. At that time, she was already in the midst of the collapse of the country and the family. Her dear husband died. Most of the treasured cultural relics were lost. She was also displaced from a foreign land and had no support, so the poem was extremely sad.

Originally, Li Yi felt that using this sentence as a topic was a bit sad, but he felt quite poetic and picturesque. But after really looking at the background and appreciation of the lyrics, he was speechless. Who chose this theme? A happy party, you are not afraid of it...

However, no matter how much he complained, because Zhong Haoqing didn't say anything, he thought he was bringing him to see the world and be familiar with him. Then he just watched it. It doesn't matter whether he is sad or not or whether he is miserable or not.

But unexpectedly, this time, like last time at the appraiser association, there was an accident and pushed him to the front desk again!

Originally, the front desk was just the front desk, and there was something in your stomach, so what were you afraid of?

But this time it is really different!

Because calligraphy and other literary things are the same, the lines should be emotional, and because to express the artistic conception, one must have a deep understanding of that artistic conception in order to express it in every stroke.

However, the author is inspired by feelings and naturally reveals it. What about the calligrapher? Without enough social experience and enough life experience, it is basically impossible to perfectly reproduce the artistic conception in the poem.

Otherwise, do you think that no one has ever written "Lanting Preface" again in so many years? Do they have to write worse than Wang Xizhi? Not necessarily, if we only look at the font, many of them are not the same, and what they really are the styles and artistic conceptions between the lines!

This group of calligraphers are all old men and ladies. No matter how happy they have been in this life, they must have experienced some tragic things. Therefore, it should not be too difficult to imitate that kind of feeling.

But what about him? A young man who has just entered society has his girlfriend and his mother-in-law is still raised by his mother-in-law. Do you ask him to write about his lover being separated and his family being destroyed?

Have you played it?

Li Yi was sure that the guy who made a loud proposal was not a good intention! He must be jealous of him! Or he was jealous of his master, anyway, he was definitely not a good thing!

Wang Bingqian also realized that it was a bit difficult for Li Yi to write this topic, but the topic had been decided long ago, and they were indeed ready to write it all. But who would have thought that Zhong Haoqing gave them such a big surprise silently and forced such a young guy to the middle of their group of old men and women?

He pondered for a moment, then said loudly:

"Xiao Li has just written an article "The Mysterious Tower", so I don't think it's time to start with him. Young people, although they have good physical strength, need to rest. In this way, Lao Wang, you raise your head first, Li Yi, the younger generation, and the last one!"

The people below discussed a few words, but there was no objection. Anyway, no one could escape today, it was just a matter of time. And when they finished writing, they could just read this little guy comfortably. At that time, his eyes would be wide open. You must take a good look at what good words this little guy who could almost be their grandson could write!

No, no, I can't think about it anymore. Look at the fact that everyone is serious and has a serious atmosphere. How solemn is this writing of calligraphy? How can he make him think about it here? It's so unreliable. Are you still a calligrapher?

Li Yi glanced at the quiet garden, looked at the old people who were either solemnly writing, holding their pen to write, shaking their heads and shaking their heads to brew emotions, and then looked at the juniors who were pretending or really envious and admiring. He decided to go out for a walk, or maybe he fell in a gutter and he felt like he was coming?

As soon as I walked out of the garden, the phone suddenly rang. I saw, "Oh, who is this? This sister actually remembers him. He almost thought she had escaped with his emerald glass!

"Hey, you're not interested enough. I haven't called me for so long. You said, do you still have my sister in your eyes?"

Once connected, there was the familiar coquettish voice, Li Yi smiled,

"International long-distance is so expensive, how can I afford it? I even gave you the last piece of glass..."

Li Yi guessed in his heart that Chen Yingtong would definitely say that she would keep him if she had no money, so she had already prepared an answer that could surprise her, but unexpectedly, the other end of the phone was unexpectedly silent.

After a while, Chen Yingtong's faint voice came over.

"Li Yi, can you give me that glass seed?"

A bad feeling suddenly arose in Li Yi's heart, but he still went back to the past according to his usual rhythm.

"Yeah, why are you starting to play the tragedy card? When will your Miss Chen be missing a piece of glass?"

Silence came from the other end of the phone, and at this time, Li Yi could basically confirm that this sister must have encountered something, and it was not an ordinary thing, it was a big deal!

"Is there anything wrong? Is there money? Is there materials? Is it still missing... I'll say a word to you. Although I may not be able to get everything for you, I should still help you solve some of it."

Unexpectedly, there was a "squeak" sound from the other end of the phone, and then another silver ring-like laughter came. Li Yi raised the corner of his mouth and found that it was nothing to make me play with!

Before his thoughts were over, a faint voice suddenly sighed on the other end of the phone, and Chen Yingtong said in a cold voice that he had never heard before:

"I'm going to get married. On July 4th, you come to Taipei to attend my wedding."

"I just think that piece of jade is your wedding gift."

Confused, Li Yi was really confused. What was she talking about? She was going to get married? I'm going, someone can convince such a fairy? A big happy event! But why did he suddenly want to cry? He had no idea about her. So many times, he didn't even try to reach out his hand!

But, how uncomfortable is Mao?

Damn it turns out that men are really not good things. They are yours, not yours, and they all want to dominate!

Li Yi was so depressed that he just wanted to whistle to the sky. This feeling... I have to do something to relieve it...
Chapter completed!