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Chapter 71 I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, just because I live in this mountain!
Song Hongdou was lying on the bed at the moment, and the faint sound of insects outside the Zen courtyard came in through the window.

Although the night was already very deep, Song Hongdou still had complicated emotions and could not sleep.

At this time, she received a message from Song Ci: ""Tao Hua Nuo", see if you like it."

Song Ci is a screenshot of my own memo.

Song Hongdou scanned carefully from beginning to end.

After watching in silence for a few minutes, she hummed the melody to herself.

Then she typed and said: "I'll listen to you sing it once, and I'll see how you sing."

After a while, Song Ci sent a long voice.

Song Hongdou turned over and got up, took the Bluetooth headset from the bag, put it on, and lay down on the bed again.

She listened carefully to the voice sung by Song Ci: "Did you sing it lying on the bed? I feel that my breath is not very stable."

Song Ci replied in seconds: "How is it possible, my singing skills are not a proper master!"

Song Hongdou pursed her lips and smiled, then continued to play Song Ci's voice: "I like this song very much."

Song Ci: "Do you like "Acacia" or this song "Peach Blossom Nuo"?"

Song Hongdou: "As an adult, do you still have to make a choice?"

The two chatted nonsense for a while, and then both fell into a deep sleep.

In the early morning, Song Ci was woken up by Shen Xi's hasty knock on the door outside the house: "Brother Song, hurry up, it's already four o'clock, we have to reach the top of the mountain before 06:30!"

Song Ci rubbed his eyes, very sleepy.

06:30 Climb to the top of Lushan Mountain to watch the sunrise. This was proposed by Li Siyu last night.

This was immediately cheered by Wang Yin, Tang Shi and others.

The director team didn't intend to be so ruthless.

After all, getting up at four in the morning is a kind of torture for many people.

Song Hongdou was leaning against the door half dead at this moment, as if she had lost her soul.

For her, being able to get up at eight or nine is already a very good thing.

At four in the morning, it was killing her.

Li Siyu gently pinched her arm for her, and comforted her: "Sister, we will climb to the middle of the mountain later, smell the fresh air, and hear the wind singing and birds singing all over the mountains and plains. Your spirit will definitely be lifted in no time!"

Everyone put on the sportswear prepared by the program group, and the two men, Song Ci and Shen Xi, both carried a bag with some bread, chocolate and water in it.

Everyone ate some first to fill their stomachs.

"On the top of Mount Lu, there is a place that sells breakfast." Li Weicai told everyone.

Song Hongdou looked at Li Weicai and said, "Director Li, I don't believe that you plan to climb the mountain on an empty stomach later, as this will cause hypoglycemia."

Li Weicai waved his hand at him and said, "I won't go with you, I'm an old man, if I go to climb, I will die on the way."

Shen Xi immediately showed a strong look of contempt at Li Weicai.

Song Ci and others set off from Jialan Temple and climbed up the stairs along the mountain road.

There are also many tourists on the road who are preparing to watch the sunrise.

An old man, wearing a hat, walked side by side with Song Ci.

"You stars climb mountains like this, can you bear it?" the old man chatted with Song Ci.

Song Ci said directly: "Master, I am a young man after all!"

Tang Shi behind Song Ci heard the words, and immediately complained: "You are already thirty!"

Song Ci said: "According to the division, 18 to 40 belong to the youth stage, you know!"

Li Siyu walked in front of Song Ci, and laughed when he heard this.

Everyone walked halfway up the mountain and came across a small pavilion. Along the way, Song Hongdou, who was basically silent, waved his hands and said, "Let's take a rest, I'm exhausted!"

Song Ci and Shen Xi quickly took off their backpacks and shared water for everyone.

Song Hongdou squeezed the wet towel and wiped the fine sweat that oozed from her forehead.

Several girls don't wear makeup, but their skin is very good.

Looking at Li Siyu's crystal clear skin, Wang Yin sighed, "Xiaoyu, your skin is like a fairy!"

Tang Shidao: "Xiao Wang, you get what you pay for. We are all in this circle. You don't know, but in fact, a lot of money we earn is used for maintenance!"

Li Siyu nodded: "Yes, people nowadays will earn our women's money!"

Song Ci ate a piece of bread, and at this moment, there was a faint morning light escaping from the distant sky.

Song Ci stood in front of the pavilion, staring into the distance, breathing in the air here.

Song Hongdou looked at Song Ci's back and said, "Song Ci, the atmosphere is so good now, hurry up and write a poem!"

Wang Yin immediately became excited.

But Song Ci waved his hand and said, "Let's talk about it after we climb to the top of the mountain."

Song Ci walked up to Song Hongdou, handed her a small bun, and said, "I see that you are planning to give up halfway, right?"

Song Hongdou tilted her head, and immediately became stubborn: "Although I know you are trying to provoke me, I still have to climb to the top today!"

After resting for about 5 minutes, Shen Xi clapped his hands at everyone: "Let's go, let's hurry up, or we won't be able to catch up with the sunrise later!"

So the people moved on.

After climbing for about twenty minutes, Song Ci and others caught up with a tour group.

In this group, there are several fans of Song Hongdou.

Knowing that she was climbing Lushan Mountain behind, they began to sing together the title track of Song Hongdou's second album.

Because of the beginning of these few people, countless people on the entire mountain road immediately began to sing together.

Song Hongdou listened carefully to the voice at this moment, her face was filled with happiness.

As a singer, hearing others sing your own songs is the happiest thing.

We climbed for more than two hours, and finally stood on the top of Mount Lu at around 20:[-].

At this moment, under the gaze of everyone, Chen Xi seemed to be shaken away by an invisible giant hand.

Instead, there are bunches of sunlight in the east, passing through the thin clouds, making the sky and the earth clear.

Song Ci has seen the weather forecast, it is cloudy today.

At the moment, there are more than 200 tourists on the top of Mount Lu.

I don't know who it is, suddenly shouted, and immediately, one after another clear whistle sounded here.

Song Ci closed his eyes slightly, as if he was empty.

In his head, someone is reading an article.

[Kuang Wu and Zi Yuqiao are on the river, and they are friends with fish and shrimp, and they are friends with elk.Send mayflies to the world, like a drop in the vast ocean.I mourn the moment of my life and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River.Hold the flying fairy to travel, embrace the bright moon and die forever.Knowing that you can't get it suddenly, entrust your legacy to sound in the sad wind. 】

Li Siyu raised the selfie stick and called everyone to come and take a group photo together.

Tang Shi stood on the left side of Song Ci, with her small head slightly leaning on Song Ci's shoulder and raising her right hand, making a comparison to the camera.

Song Hongdou stood on the left side of Tang Shi, with crooked eyebrows and an official smile on the corner of his mouth.

Li Siyu leaned on Song Ci's right, and Song Ci raised his hand to help her hold the selfie stick.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, don't post this photo directly on Weibo, I don't have any makeup on! Remember to take a good photo!" Tang Shi dusted off her clothes, which were covered with morning dew.

Song Ci said: "You are born beautiful, p what p, modern technology will not add to your beauty, it will only reduce points!"

Tang poetry left Song Ci with a white eye.

Being able to climb up the mountain, Song Hongdou felt that his pen was broken. With one hand on his waist, he handed the phone to Song Ci and asked him to take a photo of himself and the mountain.

Not far away, when Wang Yin was writing a poem yesterday, the big gold chain that he felt was too bad for spending 500 million was also there.

At this moment, when I saw Song Ci and others taking pictures, I quickly ran up with a smile on my face, stood upright beside Song Ci, and then handed my mobile phone to Song Hongdou: "Beauty, please help me take a photo of Teacher Song Ci!"

Song Hongdou took the phone and said, "It can be seen that you like Song Ci very much?!"

The big golden chain stood beside Song Ci with a smile, and gave a thumbs up: "The poems written by Brother Song are amazing, Brother Song is my idol!"

Song Ci waved his hands again and again: "Everyone is an ordinary person..."

Da Jinlianzi: "It's not the same. To be honest, although I am not educated, what I respect the most are educated people, especially people like you, haha!"

Song Ci patted the other party on the shoulder, and the other party took the phone from Song Hongdou's hand, and happily returned to his companions.

It can be said that the beauties such as Song Hongdou were completely ignored in the whole process.

Song Hongdou rubbed her frozen face, and then said to Song Ci, "How do you say, our Great Song Poet, has any idea?"

Song Ci glanced at her, then walked to the railing, stared into the distance, coughed dryly, and said forcefully, "I feel a little bit."

At this time, there are many mountains in front of you, and the eyes are full of green forests.

Everyone was immediately attracted by Song Ci's words.

Wang Yin's little hands moved extremely fast, and he had already dug out the small notebook and prepared to record it.

Shen Xi was already used to the surging talent of Song Ci, and at the moment she just showed an expression of listening attentively.

After thinking about it, Li Siyu took out his phone and prepared to record this scene of Song Ci.

Tang Shi was eating bread, when she heard Song Ci's words, her wrist froze and she forgot to eat the bread.

Song Hongdou stood up straight, her eyes full of anticipation.

Song Ci looked at the scenery in front of him and said slowly:
"Looking horizontally, it becomes a ridge and a side becomes a peak,"

Everyone showed a look of understanding.

"It's different from near to far."

Not far away, the big gold chain also noticed that Song Ci was reciting poems, and trotted to the side to make sure he could hear what Song Ci was chanting clearly.

Wang Yin wrote vigorously, but at the moment, in his heart, his evaluation of these two lines of Song Ci was average.

The current fourteen characters, no matter the words or collocations, feel ordinary.

It's just a simple description of the scene in front of you after you climbed Mount Lushan at this moment in Song Ci.

There was a strong excitement on the face of the big gold chain.

He didn't quite understand what the two sentences Song Ci just read meant.

But, right now, the Song Ci reciting the poem looks so handsome!

Among the tourists in the distance, some took out their mobile phones and recorded the scene of Song Ci reciting poems.

Song Ci continued to read: "I don't know the true face of Mount Lu, only because I am in this mountain."

After reading Song Ci, Wang Yin finished writing.

Her wrist suddenly paused.

At this time, her mind finally understood the meaning of these four lines of Song Ci.

Especially the last two sentences, "I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, I just live in this mountain".

A strong sense of Zen flowed directly into her body and mind along the barrel of her pen, making her a little dizzy.

This poem, the first two sentences, can be given seventy points.

But after the last two sentences came out, the poem was completely full!

Tang Shi clapped her hands together: "It's great, it's really good to read this poem here!"

Li Siyu held up the phone and rotated it 360 degrees, wanting to record all the shocked expressions of everyone here.

Song Hongdou put her hands in her pockets, trembling slightly.

This poem by Song Ci, even people without much literary literacy, can feel a shock when they hear it.

The reason why I can't recognize the original face of Lushan Mountain is because I am in Lushan Mountain.Therefore, to understand the truth and the whole picture of things, we must go beyond the narrow scope and get rid of subjective prejudices.

The philosophical speculation is wrapped in a strong sense of Zen, which immediately surrounded her.

Shen Xi blinked. At the moment, he couldn't say any profound study, but everyone looked shocked when he saw it.

So he clapped his hands excitedly.

Accompanied by Shen Xi's applause, the silence here was finally broken.

Everyone was shocked by Song Ci, and at this moment they were all relaxed.

"Oh my god! What kind of shit luck are we having, that we can actually see Song Ci composing poems live today!"

"Mom, I've finished listening to it, but why can't I hear the meaning of his poem at all!"

"Wow, I feel as if I have realized something. In this poem, my whole body seems to be sublimated!"

"With the level of Song Ci, can I go to the Poetry Conference!?"

"Didn't that Wang Yin over there just go to the Poetry Conference? But she, she was picked out of the top [-] in the country!"

"Tell me, is this Song Ci the one who invited the shooter? This is too coincidental!"

After Song Ci finished reading the poem, he stood beside Wang Yin in the midst of everyone's chatter, looked at the words written by the other party, nodded, and said, "Every word is written correctly this time!"

Wang Yin pursed her lips and smiled.

Then the program team greeted everyone to have breakfast and rest.

Half an hour later, the noise passed and the daylight rose.

But Song Hongdou felt a strong dizziness, maybe it was because she got up too early this morning and caught a cold.

Seeing her pale face, Song Ci said with concern, "Hurry up and go down for a rest."

So the program team arranged for the cable car to send Song Hongdou down the mountain first.

Originally, everyone's plan was to walk down the mountain slowly in the afternoon after resting for a while.

But now with the episode of Song Hongdou, everyone went down the mountain in batches.

Song Hongdou, who returned to his residence, took cold medicine and went to bed.

The recording of the program will naturally continue.

So in the afternoon, everyone sat on the bamboo rafts, stepped into the river, and started fishing.

Song Ci had never fished before, so he seemed a little clumsy.

As for Shen Xi, it was rare for him to encounter one of his strengths in the program, so he shouted loudly: "Men have never been in the air force! Brothers and sisters, just look at it!"

At this time, outside Chang'an City, in a small house somewhere.

Zhang Dongsen was drinking tea while reading a book.

Suddenly a young man trotted over.

"Old Zhang, Song Ci... Song Ci..."

Zhang Dongsen glanced at the other party indifferently, and said: "You are in such a hurry, rushing to reincarnate!"

"No, no, sir, Song Ci has released a new work!"

Zhang Dongsen put down the buddy in his hand, and said, "What work, show it to me!"

The assistant handed the phone to Zhang Dongsen, and the page displayed at this moment was the Huaxia Ancient Poetry Forum.

[Brothers, Song Ci has released a new work "Ti Jialan Temple" in Jialan Temple, please comment? 】

The popularity of this post has already ranked No.1 among all posts today.

"For appreciation, I won't say much, I will just say one thing. Judging from the few works of Song Ci so far, I think Song Ci is very spiritual. I hope he can continue to delve into our classical culture!" This is a comment from a member certified as Youzhou Poetry Association.

"I like the last sentence of this poem very much. There is a sense of fate that has given everything but is helpless. It feels a little lost!"

"Song Ci's talent above ancient poetry is almost overflowing! Looking at it now, the only pity is that Song Ci is actually a member of the entertainment industry. Didn't we often see President Zhang scolding people on Weibo every day? To be honest, in Song Ci, I felt for the first time that our President Zhang scolded the wrong person!"

At this moment, Zhang Dongsen has silently read Song Ci's "Tijialan Temple" several times.

Every time he reads it, his eyes become brighter: "Good poems, good poems! If this Song Ci continues to stay in the entertainment industry, it will pollute his aura!"

He slapped his thigh and sighed bitterly.

He swiped his phone again.

The popularity of a new post is rapidly rising.

【Report!Song Ci made another fine song on the top of Mount Lu this morning!Come and judge quickly! 】

It's only been 10 minutes since this post was posted, but the top posts have already surpassed a thousand floors.

"I just finished watching the video posted by a netizen. I have to say that the picture of Song Ci standing on the top of Mount Lu reciting poems is really pretentious!"

"Haha! I hate people who pretend to be aggressive, but I don't know why, I really like watching Song Ci pretend to be aggressive!"

"I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, I just live in this mountain!! Mom, what kind of fairy lyrics!"

"I feel that this poem completely expresses the confusion of all of us who are struggling to survive in this world of mortals, but can't see clearly the past!"

Zhang Dongsen carefully read this poem several times, and then said loudly: "Grind the ink for me!"

He walked into the study.

On the east side of the study room hang two handwritten works by Zhang Dongsen, the contents of which are clearly Song Ci poems.

(End of this chapter)