Rain-Here It Comes!
Wang Fugui came from a wealthy family, but he loved to cultivate an air of refinement. He especially enjoyed making friends and could write some poetry, so he often liked to show off a few mediocre poems. Occasionally, he could also compose a few relatively good poems.
Now that he knows Lu Changsheng also loves poetry, he naturally takes the initiative to show off.
"Brother Wang's suggestion is excellent!"
"Yes, yes, that's a good suggestion."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Lu Changsheng merely glanced at Liu Qingfeng.
In fact, Lu Changsheng didn't particularly dislike reciting poetry and making merry, but he was worried that if he recited a poem and some strange phenomenon occurred, it wouldn't be good.
Fortunately, the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Pagoda can suppress most of the unusual phenomena, as long as they are not too extreme.
"Since this was a spur-of-the-moment decision and a bit rushed, why don't we listen to Brother Wang's poems first, and then listen to Brother Lu's masterpiece?"
When Zhou Haijie spoke, he thought it would be difficult for Lu Changsheng to compose a poem on short notice.
Lu Changsheng nodded.
Wang Fugui immediately coughed slightly, and then spoke.
"In that case, I'll make a fool of myself."
After saying this, Wang Fugui stood up and then slowly spoke.
"Red Boat Jinling Tour!"
"Boats accompany fish!"
"Just like you, me, and everyone else!"
"It's fate that we've met!"
Wang Fugui recited it with great affection.
The last sentence, in particular, is full of emotion.
"Good!"
"Great! Great! Great! This poem is wonderful!"
"Brother Wang is indeed highly talented, truly wonderful!"
Everyone immediately showed their admiration.
Lu Changsheng was stunned.
Is this what you call poetry?
You can brag about this?
He didn't know if these people were only interested in the money or if they were genuinely incompetent.
This kind of rambling poetry lacks both rhyme and vocabulary.
He looked at Liu Qingfeng, who nodded in agreement. Although he didn't say anything, his expression suggested that he thought it was pretty good.
At this moment, Lu Changsheng felt utterly hopeless about the world.
They're all illiterate.
"Brother Wang's poem is full of emotion. The first line, 'Red Boat Jinling Tour, boats accompany fish,' is a fitting foreshadowing. The next two lines are like you and me, meeting is fate, which captures the essence of the poem."
Zhou Haijie is such a sycophant.
Zhang Peng nodded and said, "The finishing touch is in the last sentence: 'It is fate that we are gathered together.' Yes, it is indeed fate that we are gathered together."
He said this, and everyone nodded in agreement.
"Brother Lu, have you made up your mind?"
At this moment, Zhou Haijie asked Lu Changsheng a question, his eyes filled with curiosity.
Lu Changsheng slowly got up. He had originally planned to think of a good poem, but now it seemed... well, let's just say he hadn't thought it through.
"Dark clouds, like ink, fail to obscure the mountains."
"The white rain jumped into the boat with dancing beads."
"A sudden gust of wind swept across the land and scattered them."
"Below Wanghu Tower, the water stretches to the sky."
Lu Changsheng slowly drank his poem.
He remained calm. This poem, written by the great writer Su Shi, was more than enough to deal with these people.
However, after reciting the poems...
Everyone frowned slightly, and Zhou Haijie spoke up.
"Brother Lu's poem is indeed excellent. It describes the dark clouds as spilled ink, not yet covering the mountains. Raindrops fall on the lake, splashing up countless water droplets that jump into the cabin in a chaotic manner. Then a strong wind sweeps in, blowing the clouds away from the lake. The last line describes the rain clearing up, the wind calming down, leaving the boat and climbing to the tower. Leaning on the railing, one can see the lake reflecting the sky, a uniform blue, clear and beautiful."
"But this poem is not appropriate for the occasion."
Zhou Haijie is indeed quite cultured; he immediately understood the meaning of Lu Changsheng's poem.
I just feel that Lu Changsheng's poems are not appropriate for the occasion.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Although the poems are beautiful and the wording is excellent, the problem is that poems that are not appropriate for the occasion always seem to be missing something.
"Isn't that a suitable place?"
Lu Changsheng smiled, and everyone's hearts were immediately stirred.
However, Zhou Haijie quickly came to his senses and replied, "The weather is sunny, so where did the dark clouds come from, and where did the rain come from?"
Zhou Haijie was so curious.
At that moment, Lu Changsheng smiled slightly.
He slowly walked to the bow of the boat.
He then extended his hand and spoke slowly.
"The rain, isn't it here now?"
A sound rang out.
In an instant.
Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
Ripples suddenly appeared on the calm lake surface.
The heavy rain fell, and water droplets danced all over the river surface.
Mist permeates the mountains and rivers.
The dark clouds, as black as ink, failed to completely obscure the mountains.
In the red boat.
Everyone stared in utter astonishment at what had happened.
This is just too extraordinary.
Zhou Haijie was stunned, Wang Fugui was stunned, Zhang Peng was stunned, and everyone on the ship was stunned.
From a distance.
The bow of the ship.
Lu Changsheng, dressed in white, looked like an immortal. He stood at the bow of the boat with his back to the crowd. At this moment, the rain was pouring down, the mountains and rivers were shrouded in mist, and the sound of rain could be heard. The scenery was beautiful, and so was the man.
"How can there be such a handsome person in this world?"
A woman spoke slowly, her eyes dreamy, her heart already set on Lu Changsheng.
Even men couldn't help but feel a pang of inferiority.
Looking at the torrential rain, Lu Changsheng also felt a strange sense of emotion.
Standing at the bridgehead, a servant held an umbrella, and the wind blew, making the hem of his clothes flutter.
Standing with his hands behind his back, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but speak.
"A small boat adrift on the waves, sleeping soundly amidst the misty rain of Jiangnan. Awakening to a view of verdant mountains, I shake off my green raincoat and head home."
"Spring rain has broken the bridge, and people cannot cross it; a small boat emerges from the shade of the willows."
"Spring waters are bluer than the sky, and painted boats sleep in the rain."
"Red raindrops fall on the flowers, green smoke hangs down from the willows."
Lu Changsheng recited lines of poetry one by one.
In an instant, a mirage appeared in the mist.
Ships appeared one after another, and figures appeared one after another.
Someone fell asleep in a small boat on the waves. When they awoke, the green mountains were tinged with twilight, and they shook off their green raincoats as they prepared to leave.
In spring, the river water is clear and green, surpassing the azure of the sky. Lying on the boat, falling asleep to the sound of rain—what a beautiful sentence!
On the Jinling River, many boats came and went, and they were all amazed by the mirage in the mist.
Lu Changsheng chuckled.
This kind of beauty is intoxicating, as if all the struggles and disputes have vanished into thin air.
Everyone in the red boat stood up and walked to the bow to admire the beautiful scenery with Lu Changsheng.
"Spring waters are bluer than the sky, painted boats sleep in the rain, how beautiful, this line is so beautiful! Brother Lu is a great talent!" Li Yue admired him from the bottom of his heart, and bowed to Lu Changsheng.
"Red raindrops fall on the flowers, green smoke hangs from the willows. Though there are no willows, beauty resides in the heart. Brother Lu are truly talented." Zhou Haijie also expressed his deep admiration.
Everyone was captivated by the beautiful scenery and words, unable to tear themselves away.
And that's how it is.
The sky suddenly cleared up.
The lake water was clear, and the sky was azure.
The heavy rain came quickly and left quickly.
It left behind a beautiful scene for the people on the ship.
Looking at this beautiful scenery, Lu Changsheng couldn't help but sigh.
"Chang Sheng, why are you so handsome?"