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Before that day, Yi Yuqi didn't know that he also had the ability to create new poems, and the rhyme poems in his hands were soft and elegant, beautiful and delicate, and the sentences were sonorous and resounding, which made people endlessly aftertaste;
It is still the sublimation of the phrase "I like you not because of the agility in that moment, but only for the eternity in that smile". Even though it has been nearly ten years, it still makes people happy. It seems to linger in my ears all the time, and it's hard to get rid of it.
It is true that there were many annoying aspects in him at that time, but most of them still had some cute aspects, which is not like now. It was as if fire oil had been poured into his heart about every little thing related to it, and there was a steaming heat wave, which could not be resisted.
She messed around with everything, and her mood was not as bad as before, but she was only competing with herself, and she was sulking in vain.
After a long time, Lin Zijin saw that she seemed to have escaped from certain contemplations, so she smiled, but then withdrew her smile, straightened her face, and resumed a serious posture.
While looking at her, he happened to catch a glimpse of a well-placed ancient book next to the musk stove hood on the ancient-style bookcase from the corner of his eye. He was overjoyed and walked forward slowly.
He didn't even flip through the pages, but just stood in front of the book, and when he saw the title of the book, he revealed the identity of the author of the word with a soft voice, "If you dare to ask how much leisure you have, Yichuan Tobacco, Catkins flying all over the city, plums Huang Shiyu." "Dongshan Ci" is the collection of Ci by the Northern Song poet He Zhu.
Yi Yuqi didn't know what tricks he was doing, but he couldn't get used to him showing off his talents, so he just responded casually, "An eight-year-old child can also recite it fluently."
But when she blurted out, she felt remorse. In a moment of anger, she completely forgot that the person in front of her was Zai Shui Yifang, a columnist with profound knowledge of Chinese studies, especially good at ancient prose. "The lyrics!
I can't remember the complete words clearly, but the famous sentences imitated are still vivid, not only the melody is accurate and the rhythm and rhyme are accurate, but also the legacy of He Zhu, this time it can be said to be a move I hit my foot with a stone
Even before she could make up the whole sentence, he already used a somewhat "satisfied" tone to tell the self-filled sentence, "How can love last forever? A river with a moon, two dikes of weeping willows, and three bowls of Wu Peng wine .¡±
Poetry is an invisible painting, and painting is a tangible poem. Although the lyrics, music, and sentences described the scenery at the beginning, they were expressive everywhere, embodying emotions in the scenery and blending the scenes. do!
Yi Yuqi was silent, but his heart was churning secretly. He was annoyed that he had lost face by slipping his tongue, and also resented his intransigent and domineering attitude. After all, his mood was restless for a long time, and it was difficult to calm down.
It seemed that he also saw her embarrassment, and there was a slight smugness on his stern face, and he took a good look at her carefully before he touched the writing with his finger and did not read it. Then he continued seriously: "The manuscript of the first volume of "Dongshan Ci" in your hand is a fake."
Hearing this, Yi Yuqi gave him half an eye for no reason, a fake? Who does he think he is? Appraiser? She didn't bother to fuss with him, so she scolded him angrily, "Don't touch my things! Narcissist!" She emphasized his arrogance very much!
If we say that the origin of this ancient book is unusual, it has to be traced back to the eighth anniversary of the establishment of the company, which coincidentally coincided with her twenty-ninth birthday. Cousin Wan Yu has always known that she has a special love for ancient books, calligraphy and paintings , so he bought this treasure at the imperial capital auction that year and gave it to her as a gift.
It is said that this manuscript in the early Qing Dynasty was stolen from the ancient tomb of a certain Baylor of the Eight Banners by Captain Mojin, and it fell into the hands of the auction house after several people, although this first volume is not as good as the lost second volume. There is even some weight, but it is also a thing with a price but no market, not to mention that it is so intact, the price of the thought is hard to count.
Lin Zijin seemed to see clearly what was going on in her heart, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a serious face, "The real thing is with me!" He also has no other hobbies, only this Authentic antiques are quite popular, not to mention that he spared no expense to take pictures of this ancient book because it was useful for something else, he always remembered her birthday
The speaker has no intention of listening and the listener has intentions. These words are like a boulder being thrown into a quiet pool, causing quite a lot of waves, but there is no aura of "throwing a stone to ask the bottom of the water" and the warmth of the heart is all melted. Made five flavors;
Although she still has some prejudices against him, she also knows what he is like. Since he said that the authentic work is in his hands, he must be, so he will not make a joke about such a thing, let alone lie to her.
What's more, she has always been interested in this "book"Sa, with his hair standing on end, instinctively avoided it for a while, seeing that he was about to get close to her, he took a somewhat triumphant step and walked straight away from her.
She finally breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She thought that everything would stop, but she never thought that he would "stride" to the recliner, and only slightly bent down and lifted it up easily along the support, no, It's a hug! The way is very rude and domineering, as if hugging her!
"Lin Zijin, you"
In just an instant, she was burning all over her body, and she barely uttered words of rebuke, but before he finished speaking, he turned sideways, fixed his eyes on her, and interjected, "This gift is for me. I also accepted it with a smile!" The way he raised his eyebrows slightly and the way he looked down at people was so arrogant, it seemed like he was showing off his spoils!
Yi Yuqi originally planned to argue with him again, but she was afraid that he would do something else, so she held back, thinking it was a kind "charity", but after all, she didn't want to talk about it. Losing the wind, "Go ahead and grab it, I was planning to throw it away!"
I felt a lot more relieved when I blurted out the words, but it seemed that I no longer had the energy to look at him more. I just turned sideways, lowered my head, and hoped that he would disappear in front of me sooner, as if I was only in the same room with him , It is too much to breathe the same air.
Lin Zijin paused for a moment, stopped as if remembering something, then turned around and glanced at her, with a hint of teasing in her slightly furrowed brows, "It's better to have long hair."
In Yi Yuqi's view, Lin Zijin has always liked to say some "meaningless" jokes with a serious face, and he always intentionally adds some annoying condiments when people hate him the most! He is indeed a very hated man!
Yi Yuqi clenched her teeth, lowered her head all the time, and said indifferently: "So I cut it." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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