Such beautiful classical rhythm coupled with such poetry gave netizens an unprecedented experience and perception.

In the shock of everyone, the second half ushered in

"The carved railings and jade structures should still be there, but the beauty has changed. How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

It is different from the feeling presented by the previous water-melody song. The content of this lyrics has a more sad tone, but expressing this kind of melancholy in such poems is the ultimate expression.

Coupled with the blessing of Luo Yuqing's stunning beauty, it is even more shocking.

Such classical verses seemed like a somewhat sad classical beauty singing, and a beautiful picture appeared in everyone's mind along with the singing.

This is the representative work of Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, a dynasty in the long history of earth's civilization. It is also the final words of empress Li.

"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come" indicates that the person in the poem is a prisoner, and is afraid that the spring flowers and autumn moon will bring back the past and make him sad. Looking back on the past, as a king, how did he do many things in the past, and how did he get to where he is today?

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At this moment, there is not only sadness and indignation in my heart, but also some regret.

The regret and helplessness accompanied by the ruin of the country and the family.

He strives to integrate the contrast between beauty and tragedy, past and present, scenery and human affairs, especially through the strong contrast between the eternity of nature and the vicissitudes of human affairs, pouring out the sorrow and regret stored in his chest in a tortuous manner.

Condensed into the final eternal song - "How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

In Blue Star China, other countries have been eyeing it for many years, and there were times in its history when it was occupied by others. Although this song sounds sad, it sounds like a sad song.

But to everyone it sounded more like a warning.

In a mysterious and important department in China.

"Okay, this poem is well written! If the younger generation of our country continues to be so ignorant every day and puts entertainment first, there is no guarantee that one day our country will not become the motherland!"

"What the president said is that if the younger generation of our country does not work hard to make progress, this situation of spring water flowing eastward may not happen."

Two men in military uniforms, an old man and a young man, accidentally clicked on Douyin today and watched the live broadcast.

"This singer is good, and it's not easy to write a poem of this level. Xiao Ming has a task for you."

"Commander, please speak!"

"As a person in the entertainment industry, get close to this singer. I want to know who the real author of this poem is."

"Yes, Commander, I promise to complete the mission!"

The man named Xiao Ming surprisingly looks similar to Xia Junnan, except that he is more resolute and his skin is a little darker.

When I watched this live broadcast just now, the assistant Xia Junnan in the live broadcast room actually noticed it quickly and was waiting for his leader to assign him this task.

Other people watching the show have different feelings due to different life experiences.

Especially those who are older, lament that time will pass by, and regret that they wasted a lot of time when they were young and ignorant.

The senior leaders of Gufeng Villa also lamented that the past was like smoke, the days when they once studied knowledge seemed to be just yesterday, and the youth they had lost could never come back.

Zuo An also rushed to Gufeng Villa because of something, and only they knew the truth behind the poem.

"Zuo'an, if I'm not mistaken, this poem was written by Mr. Junnan, right?" Wang Qingshi couldn't help but ask.

"Mr. Wang's guess is correct. The speed with which he writes poems has repeatedly refreshed my knowledge." Zuo An also looked at the screen seriously.

"Dear masters, after this period of investigation, it is really impossible to investigate the so-called dream poet behind him, but now that we can cooperate with him for a long time, we have also made a lot of money."

"Yes, yes, at such a rare level, even if we investigate the other party, we will not find anything. We are overestimating our capabilities."

This group of leaders couldn't help but say.

If there were outsiders present at this moment, their jaws would drop even more. These are all highly respected old men in China. Their status in the literary world is supreme, and they would actually say something like overestimating their capabilities.

In the live broadcast room, Luo Yuqing finished singing one song, but everyone still hadn't come back to their senses.

But at this time, "a spoon" caused problems again.

"So what if there's a new song? It doesn't prove that you didn't plagiarize the previous water tune song."

In the comment area, netizens who saw this "one spoon" making trouble again started another round of debate.

"Don't be too smart when talking to "A Spoon" upstairs. He can already sing "Poppy Poppies", but he still wants to plagiarize the song "Shui Tiao"?

"Yes, you are making a false accusation, right?"

"Even if I am making false accusations, I still have a question: Can Miss Luo Yuqing only produce songs made of this kind of poetry?"

"And I think it's all sung to the same tune, and there's nothing else besides lyricism?"

Cheng Yu on the other side of the network realized that he was still a little unwilling to give up. Seeing how easily the other party came up with this song, he felt that he might be able to swindle more.

Anyway, he has an online name and no one knows who he is.

"It's enough for us at Yuqing to have these two songs. They are both eternal songs. It's not like some people who sing many songs but can't remember them, right?"

"That's right, we are quite happy"

"Let those who cannot eat sour grapes stay away"

Because of the popularity and traffic these days, Luo Yuqing has gradually become a fan.

But it is obvious that "One Spoon" will not give up. He has been making all kinds of negative stories about Luo Yuqing, and even revealed things about his bad style in the past.

Xia Junnan, who had been helping Luo Yuqing in the live broadcast room, couldn't bear it anymore.

What he hates the most is these anti-fans, who are just looking for trouble. In the past life, many very good Internet celebrities and celebrities have quit the industry because of this kind of fictitious Internet.

Some even suffer from depression. They are really keyboard warriors who can do whatever they want because they are in the dark and cannot be seen by others!

Luo Yuqing, who had finished singing, was also a little cold and didn't know what to do.

Xia Junnan sat next to Luo Yuqing, gestured to her with his eyes, and took over the topic.

"This netizen, it seems that he won't give up until he finds some problems today."

"Okay, then I will tell everyone something on behalf of Miss Luo Yuqing."

"Others who have been following us recently are also listening. By chance, Miss Luo Yuqing did meet a master of songwriting recently."

"Well, I was lucky enough to see that master's masterpiece. I also graduated with a music major, and I know a lot about music."

"I will also sing a simple modern song live. Please listen and take a look, but I have a request. If I sing well, please Mr. Spoon apologize live."

The comment section was once again abuzz with people replying to the challenge with "one spoon".

"A Spoon" was silent for a long time.

"Why, does this spoon netizen dare not accept the challenge and only dares to hide behind his back and shoot cold arrows?"

Cheng Yu's face on the other side of the network turned pale because he didn't expect that one of the other party's assistants could come up with this trick.

But then he thought: "Modern songs? Maybe this author is only good at ancient songs, but not very good at modern songs."

Cheng Yu took a deep breath, seemed to have made up his mind, and typed on the keyboard.
Chapter completed!