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Because according to the rules, poetry must be sung first in Luohu, which is the best appearance of poetry.

So more people just heard that a poem that has been passed down from generation to generation was published in the Poetry Garden this year, and they didn’t know the content of the lyrics and music.

Especially when I saw these talented men participating in the poetry garden, I felt extremely itchy in my heart.

And now! Is this poem finally coming out?

A pipa sounded, followed by the girl gently stroking the jade zither, and then the sound of the jade flute.

On the flower boat in the middle, everyone slowly spoke the songs in Luocheng, sang the lyrics, and spread them all over the lakeside of Luohu Lake through the amplified sound instrument.

"The east wind blooms thousands of flowers at night. It blows down even more, and the stars are like rain."

The fire trees are like lanterns, the star rains are like flowing fireworks, and the east wind has not yet urged all flowers to bloom, but it has blown the fire trees and silver flowers first.

It not only blows away the lamps on the ground, but also blows down the rainy stars from the sky - the fireworks set off, first rushing into the sky, and then falling from the sky, like a meteorite rain.

"There are fragrances on the roads of BMW carvings. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance overnight."

The fairyland on earth with carriages, drums, and lights and moon shines together - "Yu Pot", folk artists sing and dance, and the "member fire" dramas that are circulating with fish and dragons are bustling with prosperity and lively, which is dazzling.

After singing the previous chalk, the noisy and prosperity of tonight appeared again in front of the singer's eyes and in the listener's heart.

There seemed to be a waiter, a girl's silver bell, and hawkers shouting and fireworks were stained with the night sky.

"The moths and snow willows are golden, and the smiles are filled with fragrance."

The wandering girls, one by one, were covered with the foggy hair and cloudy hair, and were covered with the unique moths and snow willows of Lantern Festival. These wandering girls in full dress kept joking while walking. After they left, only the fragrance of their clothes was still floating in the dark.

After singing a sentence, some girls with thin faces had a slightly red cheek.

"I searched for him in the crowd for thousands of times. When I looked back, the man was in the dim light."

The pure and beautiful girl who left a faint fragrance was not the one I was concerned about, and it was not her that I was looking for.

I kept searching, but she was always hard to find.

Is there no hope?

I walked on the street in disappointment, and suddenly, I felt something.

Looking back suddenly.

It turned out that she had been by the broken light in that corner.

Always there, never left...

The sound of falling is over.

There was no applause on the lakeside, and there was a silence.

Everyone was immersed in the lyrics and music, and had not come back to their senses for a long time.

Above the lakeside, Wangxing's little face was blood-red, his little hands tightly pinching the hem of his skirt, his eyes wandering at Bai Xue on the ground, and he didn't dare to look at Sister Qing'er beside him, and he didn't dare to look at Brother Lin.

Lin Xun took a deep breath to calm down his mood!

Don't panic! It won't be exposed!

Not only did anyone react first, and there was applause. Then, there was a thunderous applause on the banks of Luohu Lake.

Because in previous years, these flower boats were going to leave the stage with applause, Lin Xun applauded very hard!

Let's go quickly! In the future, just leave only an anonymous poet named Zhen Dishuai.

As for going to the free brothel to listen to music, then forget it, just give me five hundred taels.

But unexpected!

The girls on the flower boat bowed and did not leave. Instead, they waited for the applause to fall, and a woman in the lead spoke slowly:

"I wonder if Lin Pei, can Mr. Lin be there?"

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Chapter completed!