Da Tang: After marrying the vegetative princess, I was crazy

Chapter 83 – Such a talented man, but my father-in-law!

In an instant, Li Xueyan was hit by this poem, and the whole person froze.

The breeze blows, and the paper on the case keeps turning, revealing many pieces of paper with writing. Li Xueyan snatched the book in front of him in one step and looked down.

I saw that the stack of papers was actually full of verses.

Just by glancing at it, a thick look of disbelief appeared in Li Xueyan’s eyes. She suddenly turned her head to look at Changle and asked, “Can I take a look?” ”

Changle looked at Su Li and saw that the latter had a smile on his face, so he became happy and nodded at Li Xueyan.

At this time, Li Xueyan, whose whole mind was already immersed in the poem just now, did not notice this small action of his girlfriend. After receiving the promise, she couldn’t wait to pick up all the poems on the table.

One piece, another sheet.

The poems are not very long, just a few sentences.

But almost every page made Li Xueyan extremely amazed and paused for a long time. Most of these poems are about love, and a few are about landscapes.

No matter what it is, every poem will inevitably have a sentence that hits the soul and makes it difficult for people to see it! After turning it over, Li Xueyan closed her eyes for a long time, experiencing the artistic conception in these poems.

Then, she looked at it again.

This time, she not only looked, but also read it silently.

“Once the sea was difficult to water, but Wushan is not a cloud…”

“Look at the sky and look at the clouds, walk and think about Jun, sit also think Jun”

“Tonight, I will take a picture of the silver candle, I am afraid that the meeting is in a dream…”

“Let the weak water be three thousand, I will only take a scoop to drink…”

“Looking back, the man was in the lamplight…”

……

Every line of poetry, from paper to heart, made her heart tremble. What a beautiful verse!

Amazing mood!

Good… A life of hardship!

The poetry in your hand, each capital weighs as much as a thousand pounds!

After watching it several times in a row, Li Xueyan felt inexplicably sad in her heart.

She put the poem back in the book, her expression a little downcast, and she was silent.

Li Xueyan’s level of tasting is not low, and she can naturally see the value of these poems at a glance. What puzzled her a little was the mood of these poems!

Especially those love poems.

Almost every poem is written about the lovesickness and admiration of men and women.

The kind of love that comes from the bones, from between the lines, is unforgettable, making people read it, can’t help but cry sadly and write the poems of the scene, or fresh and elegant, very flexible, or borrowing the lyricism of the scene, revealing the bitter taste.

Either way, each capital is a veritable masterpiece! This is not a beautiful poem!

Without any hesitation, Li Xueyan had her own judgment.

Looking at this powerful, tall and majestic font, Li Xueyan was amazed again. After looking at it several times, she could already see it.

This stroke is natural, in one go, and it is not an imitation at all. It is clearly a calligrapher of its own…

Suddenly, the image of an extremely affectionate and talented talent jumped to his heart.

Whether it is calligraphy or poetry, the amorous meaning displayed in it is simply unheard of! Even if they have never met, they don’t even know their names.

In Li Xueyan’s heart, he already had some admiration for this talent. She loves calligraphy and painting, especially poetry.

For her, it is better than the most beautiful scenery in the world, which is amazing!

When she was young, Li Xueyan had fantasized that her future husband should be such a character.

But as I grew older and saw more so-called talents, this kind of thinking gradually faded. The character with both poetry and words is not absent, and the representative character is Yu Shinan.

But such people are basically old.

Li Xueyan is a sect maid, and it is impossible to have anything to do with these dying talents. Besides, she herself is a proud person.

Those young talents, there is no lack of Yushu Linfeng, and they are famous people who are far and wide.

It’s a pity that their proud poems, calligraphy and paintings have never given Li Xueyan much amazing feeling! There is no doubt that at this time, Li Xueyan suddenly had a trace of heartbeat.

At least, she was eager to know who the author of these poems was.

“Who wrote these poems?”

Li Xueyan couldn’t help but ask.

Changle nodded towards Su and said with a smile: “He, far away in the sky, near in front of you!” ”

Just now, Changle has been looking at his girlfriend with a smile.

Li Xueyan’s mood fluctuated with the artistic conception of the poem, and her expression was a little sad and melancholy. But Changle’s heart was extremely happy, and there were even some small proudness. These days, Xianggong will write two poems to coax her from time to time.

Li Xueyan, an outsider, can see the quality of those poems.

How could Changle not know?

These poems were originally written by Xianggong, although he did not say them, but Changle knew that those sad love poems must have been written when he was bedridden.

Every poem shows Xianggong’s love for himself.

When Changle first saw it, it was difficult to suppress his emotions, and he shed tears many times. But looking back, my heart was filled with joy.

The masterpiece of poetry is not rootless duckweed, it must be based on what you think, and your love will naturally come together in one go. If it weren’t for his deep affection for himself, how could Xianggong have made these masterpieces?

Changle simply loves such a talented Xianggong!….。

It’s a pity that Xianggong gets tired of being with himself every day, and composes poetry to make himself happy. Changle had tried it, but Su Li lacked interest in such a thing as fame.

So much so that Changle often has a feeling that he has treasures but cannot publicize them.

Now, his close friend accidentally saw Xianggong’s poem, and Changle was a little happy in his heart. The joy that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time, she finally found someone to share!

Who was not a literary girl anymore?

A large part of the reason why Changle and Li Xueyan are so close is that many of their interests and hobbies are the same. When they were young, the two often fantasized about the image of their favorite person together.

And his own Xianggong perfectly satisfies all Changle’s fantasies about his husband!

Every time he thought about it, Changle felt that his luck was simply good to the extreme. She is a royal princess, born very noble, food and clothing.

All the troubles of ordinary women have nothing to do with her.

The only thing is that no matter how much Li Er loves her, marriage cannot come from her nature! Since ancient times, I have never heard of any princess who can choose Ruyifujun on her own.

Changle was even extremely happy, if it weren’t for his sudden serious illness, how could he meet a perfect sweetheart like Xianggong? Therefore, looking at Li Xueyan, who was amazed at this time, Changle was extremely satisfied in his heart, and even had some small sense of showing off. The person who made these poems that mesmerized my girlfriends, but my father-in-law Oh seven!