Tang Zhun didn't know the content of the barrage in the live broadcast room. It was all the text on the screen of the mobile phone. When he was just facing the back of the mobile phone, he could know that Shen Qian was photographing him, but the other five senses could not sense the text on the screen.

Just like, people use books to touch words written on paper, the hand feel is strong enough and the words are well understood enough, and they can touch them out, and the words will be dented.

But touch the text under the screen of the phone with your hands...

Well, Shen Qian doesn't care about these things when she doesn't shoot her face on her live broadcast. He doesn't care about the disputes from beginning to end. This time he will agree to Gao Jiayi's request for writing, not only is he in a good mood, but also because some people are right.

The calligrapher in the eyes of his family has never succeeded in selling the first batch of characters to the Zhao family. Since the calligrapher is a label in the eyes of his family, he has to continue to strengthen the concept occasionally.

When he took out the paper again, Gao Jiayi also recited the poem "Jinse" with all his emotions. The sound was full of various charms, especially the nostalgia for youth, the nostalgia for the past, and the transcendence of life like a dream.

Tang Zhun didn't have to look through his phone anymore. Xiaoxiao, put the paper and quickly wrote it aside before throwing away the paper and writing it carefully.

"The brocade ser is fifty strings, one string and one pillar thinks about the Chinese New Year."

The first sentence Tang Zhun had no unique feelings, and the second sentence, this poem that deeply misses youth suddenly made Tang Zhun feel moved.

Time is like a knife, and time is ruthless. Only older people will miss and reminisce about their past youth.

Tang Zhundu is 31 years old. When he recalled his youth when he was studying and studying, or when he was just graduating, he was in high spirits and was in high spirits. He was slightly lost by this poem and agreed to sell words. He also wanted to write better, and he was very careful to understand the content of this poem. Writing a good character is not just the font, but to integrate it into the feelings and insights of the calligrapher.

It doesn’t matter if you write casually when practicing, and you will definitely not be able to deal with the ones sold. This is related to a person’s morality.

Her youth has passed, what about Chen Jiayu? Compared to when she first met, four or five years passed by, she has also become mature from being young and full of maturity.

However, what gave Tang Zhun a deeper understanding was his parents. He couldn't help but recall the moment he first saw his mother outside the community when he first saw her, half of her head of white hair and wrinkles on her face. It was so different from the image of her mother's past, she could shelter from the wind and rain.

Time is ruthless and cruel. When Tang Zhun wrote this half sentence, he was inspired by a lot of surging memories and feelings.

"Zhuang Sheng was confused about butterflies in Xiaomeng, and Emperor Wang was entrusted with the cuckoo in his spring heart."

Tang Zhun couldn't help but recite the second sentence gently. With the sound of chanting, his mind suddenly shook when he was in love, as if he had entered the inexplicable feeling again.

The whole poem of Jinse is actually poetic and there is too much debate in the academic community. Some say it is a love poem written by Li Shangyin to a maid named Jinse, some say it is a memorial poem written by the dead wife when he saw things and thought of others. Some think it is an allusion to politics, etc.

Putting aside the many different opinions, different people will bring their own feelings when they are devoted to reciting and writing. This is really a famous poem, and the two sentences of Zhuang Sheng are equally meaningful. Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly expresses the feelings of life like a dream and past like smoke.

Life is like a dream, and a poem almost made Tang Zhun feel sad and lost his mind. His life is so appropriate compared to this poem.

Every word was put into the paper, Tang Zhun had at some point in an ethereal and mysterious state, and his whole body was emitting a sense of calmness and tranquility to the outside, as if spring rain moistened the earth, unknowingly swept through the small shop of the clothes and people. The figures in the shop inexplicably became relaxed physically and mentally, with unprecedented relaxation and peace.

The next moment, the waves swept through again, as if with Tang Zhun's writing and immersing in poetry, the past experiences in his personal mind were naturally aroused and lost...

What everyone loses is the most profound and unforgettable fragment of life in a dream.

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"This love can be remembered, but it was already lost at that time."

Tang Zhun was immersed in the inexplicable mysterious aura, mechanical or transcendent, and transcendent, and then he suddenly woke up from the feeling of ethereal and transcendent feeling. At that moment, Tang Zhun was shocked.

An epiphany?!

When he was writing this ancient poem just now, he was inexplicably immersed in his mind, recalling and expressing the years, life experiences, not only the earth but also the parallel world, quickly turning around and flashing, and entering a rare period of enlightenment.

This epiphany was similar to the last time I realized the power of fate, but the result was slightly worse than the power of fate, and the power of time was raised to level 4.

The beginning points out the memory of youth, and his focus is time and time.

The subsequent life is like a dream, and the memories of the past are flooded. In the past years, countless events and fragments are flashing.

...

When Tang Zhun looked up speechlessly, he saw Gao Jiayi staring at a poem on a piece of paper. Standing in the local area, tears flowing like a spring, and crying silently, his eyes were already red.

Gao Jinghui looked happy and sweet, and occasionally tenderness flashed by.

Chen Jiayu also stared at Tang Zhun with happiness and satisfaction, and everyone was a little confused.

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Those who witnessed everything with their own eyes seemed to have experienced a cycle of reincarnation. What happened to them was their past life, but just by watching that period, some of the vague memories suddenly became extremely clear, as if they had experienced it again.

No matter what memories are painful, crazy, passionate, or sweet and beautiful... they are definitely the most profound memories of them. They are all ticked out by this word, and when they recall memories, they are instinctively awake and can watch everything in a transcendent manner, which has created countless strange emotions.

A person is constantly growing. When you were thirty, you recall some things you did when you did at the age of 17 or 18? The feelings must be different. You will probably feel that you were stupid and childish at that time.

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"Caocao, it's so amazing. This word makes me cry. My buddy is already thirty-two years old. Suddenly, I was reading this word and brought countless memories, as if... it seems that this word has artistic conception. The meaning of this word is combined with the poem is like being able to capture people, and every word is grasping the heart!"

"It's worth it, it's worth it. It's worth it to be lucky enough to witness the master's live creation."

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Shen Qian was also savoring her, but someone suddenly typed wildly in her mobile phone live broadcast room. She was the cannon king who had already rewarded six planes. Not only did she swept the screen, but the cannon king once again swept the rockets.

One rocket prop is 500 yuan, and the cannon king frantically swept five or six.
Chapter completed!