Jinse in the prosperous world: prostitutes should not be deceived

Xiao Qingyuan was speechless for a while, and asked himself, but he couldn't find any result after all.

In the end, I could only sigh.That's right, Meng Lianxuan has used him to make fun of too many girls since he was a child. Didn't Fourth Miss Yao Jinting always mention it in his ears?Why didn't he have emotional fluctuations, but because of such a Princess Jinse, he lost his temper and said such an unmannered sentence?

He wanted to stand up and say sorry to Yao Jinse, but at this moment he suddenly lost any courage.

At this time, the people around Princess Ping'an had already taken out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and placed them in front of Yao Jinse.

Yao Jinse closed her eyes slightly, feeling the emotion just now again, she clenched the brush in her hand, and the plain book was dipped in ink.This moment suddenly gave Xiao Qingyuan a deep sense of familiarity, as if he had seen this scene before, and Su Shu's appearance appeared in front of him more profoundly, before it was a kind of familiarity, this time But it was a feeling of clearing the clouds and seeing the fog, as if he could already see everyone's eyebrows clearly, but there was still a little hint left. [

Xiao Qingyuan never figured out what it was.

At this roar, Yao Jinse began to write.

When she came to the white paper, she suddenly sighed.There was a slight melancholy in her expression, there was only one poem in her mind, a poem named after her, but the situation of that poem was so similar to her mood and behavior at the moment, At this moment, she can only think of such a poem.

A very famous poem by Li Shangyin, "Jin Se".

It is the poem named after Yao Jinse's name, and it is also a poem that everyone likes. It is such a poem that Yao Jinse thought of when he heard his name.

"Fifty chords for no reason, one chord and one pillar to think about the Chinese New Year. Zhuang Shengxiao dreamed of butterflies, Wangdi Chunxin entrusted cuckoos. There are tears in the moon and pearls in the sea, and smoke in the warm jade in Lantian. Can this feeling be remembered? But at that time, I was at a loss .”

As he walked between pen and ink, he was dressed in white and his hands were fast.Because a little alcohol made Yao Jinse's sad heart more dignified, and the subtlety in her heart made the brush in her hand seem to be spiritual. Under such a situation, she wrote this A verse she was very fond of.

People around watched and read the handwriting written by Yao Jinse.

When seeing the word Jinse, no matter who it is, they will recognize the poems written by Yao Jinse himself, after all, it is related to her name.And every line of the poem after that took shape in their hearts, every line was extremely exquisite, and the use of metaphors was amazing!

When they saw the last sentence, they were all stunned.

"This feeling can be regarded as a remembrance, but it was already at a loss!" All the people read this poem, and the sense of melancholy in their hearts was seduced at this moment, and they were shocked in an instant.

Yao Jinse doesn't write poems, but when she writes poems, she is so earth-shattering!

Xiao Qingyuan looked at this poem "Jinse", and for some reason, suddenly felt a pain in his heart.But the first time Yao Jinse wrote, he was stunned!

Such a font is too familiar.So familiar that he knew who wrote the word at a glance!