After Zhao Ning took a big gulp of wine, his mood gradually softened. He looked up at the clean night of early winter, with a silver moon hanging on the branches and a few cold stars.

Just listen to him start chanting:

"The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and even blows them down. Stars are like rain, and the fragrance of BMWs and carved cars fills the road."

"The phoenix flute sounds, the jade pot turns light, and fish and dragons dance all night long."

"The moths are covered with golden strands of snow and willows, and the laughter is full of hidden fragrance."

"The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly I looked back, and there he was, in a dimly lit place."

After reciting this poem, Qian Jinshu couldn't help but silently recited: "The crowd has been searching for him for thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, that person is there, in a dimly lit place."

Even Li Qingzhao also recited in a low voice: "The crowd searched for him a thousand times, but when he suddenly looked back, he was there, in a dimly lit place."

Xin Qiji is a little fan of Li Qingzhao. How would he feel if he knew that in another world, his lyrics were chanted in front of his idol?

"The wind abides in the dust and the fragrant flowers are gone. I am tired of combing my hair day and night."

"Things are different and people are not the same. Let's stop everything. If you want to speak, you should shed tears first."

"I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is very good, so I plan to take a boat trip."

"I'm afraid that a boat in Shuanggai cannot carry many sorrows."

When Zhao Ning's poem came out, everyone almost held their breath.

Li Qingzhao, who was at the table, could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

This poem was written by Li Qingzhao in Lin'an after experiencing the destruction of her country and her family in official history. It expresses her longing for her old friends and home.

How could Li Qingzhao not be moved at this time?

Countless nights, she dreamed of her youth, of boating on the lotus pond under the moonlight, drinking wine and falling asleep, with the boat full of dreams overwhelming the stars.

At that time, I was so carefree that even those pretentious "sorrows" became sweet.

Finally, Zhao Ning ended with a poem that expressed his life mood. He read:

"Young people don't know what it's like to be sad, so they fall in love with the upper floors."

"Falling in love with the upper floors, I force myself to express my sorrow in order to compose new words."

"Now that I know all the sadness, I want to say goodbye, but I want to say goodbye, but it's a cool autumn."

Among the many poets in ancient times, Zhao Ning’s favorite is Xin Qiji.

Xin Qiji's poetry has the vigor, richness, and great sentiments of a man, but also the sadness and indifference of life.

Especially the sentence "I wanted to stop talking, but I said it was a cool autumn."

When we are young, little things always turn things upside down, making us think that we are the unluckiest people in the world.

When we really fought in the cruelty of reality, with wounds all over our bodies, and raised our wine glasses, in an autumn that seemed to be sentimental, we suddenly discovered that the tranquility of autumn is the most comfortable life.

Even Li Qingzhao seemed to be infected by the phrase "I wanted to stop talking, but said it was a cool autumn."

Being optimistic and open-minded does not mean forcing yourself to be happy or pretending to be happy, but letting go.

How to let go?

Only by experiencing, pursuing, clinging to obsessions, and experiencing the warmth and warmth of human relationships and the harshness of the world will one day slowly let go.

Only when you let go can you feel calm.

This sentence written by Jiaxuan back then is probably a true portrayal of his state of mind.

After the recitation, everyone at the scene was silent for a long time.

I don't know how long it took before someone shouted: "Cai!"

Only then did everyone shout out: "Cai!"

Zhang Wencai, Zhou Shu and others looked pale at this incident. Zhang Wencai, who prided himself on being able to write lyrics, had something in his heart crushed to pieces.

Zhao Ning raised a glass of wine and raised it in the direction of Li Qingzhao. The meaning was very clear: What Yi An said just now must be taken seriously!
Chapter completed!